<?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-1098761374635749093</id><updated>2011-12-01T10:49:06.624+11:00</updated><category term='Flash Friday'/><category term='video'/><category term='music'/><category term='games'/><category term='art'/><category term='movies'/><category term='purchases'/><category term='food'/><category term='clothes'/><category term='internet'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>Last Clean Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>&amp;quot;Crazy &amp;amp; delicious but purer than your first dirty thoughts could ever be.&amp;quot;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>caromelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13953001882522604351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/S97ueogKNLI/AAAAAAAAAgg/llNK2IoQ-dI/S220/IMG_7.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>133</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-5555553311024082393</id><published>2011-03-22T10:29:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T10:38:01.327+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Bright and shiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showpost.php?p=26591902&amp;amp;postcount=86" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Hosted by imgur.com" src="http://i.imgur.com/fCtqu.jpg" / height="340"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Clicky clicky the picture for source.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Did anyone watch the moon on Sunday night? I was waiting until 6 pm, kept jumping up like mad whenever I thought it was getting dark enough and then finally, it was 8 pm. I ran outside to my backyard, looked up, hoping to see the beautiful bright moon and all I saw were... clouds. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-5555553311024082393?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5555553311024082393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=5555553311024082393' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/5555553311024082393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/5555553311024082393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/03/bright-and-shiny.html' title='Bright and shiny'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-5803792890591632129</id><published>2011-03-12T22:23:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T22:46:05.684+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img title="Hosted by imgur.com" src="http://i.imgur.com/7oJdx.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;Remember when these Topshop tights were the bee's knees last year? I actually bought this last year but sadly never got the chance to wear it. My brother took one look at them and dubbed them "stripper stockings" and banned me from wearing them out of the house in case I got raped. True story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a good weekend, everyone! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-5803792890591632129?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5803792890591632129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=5803792890591632129' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/5803792890591632129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/5803792890591632129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/03/saturday-night.html' title='Saturday Night'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-3900313871748750172</id><published>2011-03-04T13:07:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T13:18:19.706+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1st Week Back!</title><content type='html'>How is everyone's first week back at uni going? Any one have unrealistic goals for the year? I do! Want to scrape up 5 D's and 1 HD this year. Is it possible? Maybe if I actually pick up a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.imgur.com/bhNQF.jpg" title="Hosted by imgur.com" width="500"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blurry picture, yadda yadda, hate me, didn't have time and just went with it. It's my Clemence Poesy from Gossip Girl outfit, hehehehe. I iz zo origunal. But really, if I want to get those grades at uni, I've got to think less about clothes and more about the devil's work/marketing!!! Hope you guys had a good first week back! To the new year, NO MORE PROCRASTINATING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-3900313871748750172?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3900313871748750172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=3900313871748750172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/3900313871748750172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/3900313871748750172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-1st-week-back.html' title='Happy 1st Week Back!'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-5802137509743581154</id><published>2011-02-27T00:04:00.009+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T00:20:15.041+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Spots and stripes</title><content type='html'>&lt;img title="Hosted by imgur.com" height="400" src="http://i.imgur.com/J9Hti.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lover sale was awesome! My only regret was not buying more! But I managed to restrain myself... Romel was impressed that I only spent $87 this year. Go me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img title="Hosted by imgur.com" height="400" src="http://i.imgur.com/mS5ya.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img title="Hosted by imgur.com" height="400" src="http://i.imgur.com/mGyn0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Also got my Jeffrey Campbell boots from Shopbop. This has been a want since mid last year, finally so happy I got them. Never knew Jefffey Campbell shoe boxes looked this cool, I really don't want to throw mine out.&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img title="Hosted by imgur.com" src="http://i.imgur.com/nNOI2.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Hurrah new shoes and new shirt. (Yes, there is a ninja to the right of me, that's an Assassin's Creed poster, which I should ought to remove...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-5802137509743581154?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5802137509743581154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=5802137509743581154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/5802137509743581154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/5802137509743581154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/02/spots-and-stripes.html' title='Spots and stripes'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-7410769945512859342</id><published>2011-02-16T00:35:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T00:52:03.691+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh glorious internet!</title><content type='html'>IT HAS FINALLY DECIDED TO GRACE ME WITH IT'S PRESENCE! And it returned as mysteriously as it vanished. We tried EVERYTHING to get it back, and nothing worked, then wooosh, one day, it was JUST HERE. So I suppose this means, we're BACK ON BUSINESS, WOOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.imgur.com/7vwZh.jpg" title="Hosted by imgur.com" height="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my 21st, I treated myself with this dslr! Oh, how I love it so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but onto other things, the lovely &lt;a href="http://kikichaos.com/"&gt;Kiki Chaos&lt;/a&gt; nominated me for an award eons ago (Thank you so much!) and I've already done one of these before, but here we go, another round of 7 (quick) things about me:&lt;br /&gt;1. I cry over reality television, really easily. I could be walking past the tv, set on Idol, and see a contestant sob over how they've been voted out and I'd still break down and cry. Biggest Loser for me is an endless cry fest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I want to start an etsy store. Currently making bow badges and knitted heart badges to sell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I really want to be a buyer when I graduate from uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I work in your very Australian menswear store as a casual. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I've been with my boyfriend for 4 years... I think. I'm losing count lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I thought I was adopted when I was in grade 1 because everyone in my family had five letters in their name and I had seven. (Vanessa is my whole name :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. As a kid, I would fake sick so I could stay home to watch Art Attack. I even once made a turtle out of clay, wrapped it up in tissues, got some FRAGILE warning stickers and stuck it all over it and tried to get my parents to send it into the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's it! I'd nominate people but not sure who to nominate, seeing as I've done this before, plus I've been away from internet for so long... I suppose, anyone who wants to do it this time round. :) To the people who have stuck by this blog during my absence, thanks so much! A late Merry Christmas, Happy New Year and Valentine's Day to you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.imgur.com/lt4wG.jpg" title="Hosted by imgur.com" height="400" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-7410769945512859342?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7410769945512859342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=7410769945512859342' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/7410769945512859342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/7410769945512859342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-glorious-internet.html' title='Oh glorious internet!'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-6618034005249180766</id><published>2011-01-14T18:05:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T18:18:49.884+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A big warm fuzzy hello!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TS_3HkWKjgI/AAAAAAAAA-w/8SAKDiGBd0Y/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561935774213639682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TS_3HkWKjgI/AAAAAAAAA-w/8SAKDiGBd0Y/s400/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HI HI HI HI HI HI EVERYONE! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silly internet! It decided to die like a few days after my last post, and we've tried EVERYTHING to fix it, right down to technician dudes installing a new network thingy majicky in our neighborhood AND ALAS! *hand to forehead* NOTHING! *gasp*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*stabs internet with pick axe* Just kidding! I still have no internet now, actually, just using my brother's broadband sticky thingy, while he's at work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561935124551909458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TS_2hwKvQFI/AAAAAAAAA-o/t06gbX0xbtc/s400/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please don't laugh at me here, my aunt was taking my photo and telling me how to pose and now I look like a mighty queen in this one ANYWAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also bought an SLR, will be using that soon, if I can install the freaking software! Stupid laptop won't let me install a thing! Anyway, off topic, but I miss you all, fellow bloggers, and will be looking at all of your blogs right after this! :) :) :) Have a good day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-6618034005249180766?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6618034005249180766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=6618034005249180766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/6618034005249180766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/6618034005249180766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/01/big-warm-fuzzy-hello.html' title='A big warm fuzzy hello!'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TS_3HkWKjgI/AAAAAAAAA-w/8SAKDiGBd0Y/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-3440590451524371332</id><published>2010-11-22T23:00:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T00:30:58.483+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Packages as of late.</title><content type='html'>See what exams do? It made me online shop like I've never online shopped before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TOpbvpIRb4I/AAAAAAAAA-c/bZr-CSIoF5M/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542343165485346690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TOpbvpIRb4I/AAAAAAAAA-c/bZr-CSIoF5M/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got this &lt;strike&gt;coffin&lt;/strike&gt; enormous box from Urban Outfitters. Teddy wanted to join in the excitement.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TOpbmYZb7yI/AAAAAAAAA-U/bxfkR_9Kea4/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542343006375112482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TOpbmYZb7yI/AAAAAAAAA-U/bxfkR_9Kea4/s400/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course, he was too short and thus, used books to get to the top of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-3440590451524371332?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3440590451524371332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=3440590451524371332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/3440590451524371332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/3440590451524371332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/packages-as-of-late.html' title='Packages as of late.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TOpbvpIRb4I/AAAAAAAAA-c/bZr-CSIoF5M/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-1982993054849248911</id><published>2010-11-22T22:52:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T23:00:03.601+11:00</updated><title type='text'>New me, new closet.</title><content type='html'>The moment I finished exams, havoc and chaos ensued and I enjoyed doing absolutely nothing for a week... hence the absence from this blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TOpaC510FjI/AAAAAAAAA-M/mPTuQ8A6CeA/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542341297365587506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TOpaC510FjI/AAAAAAAAA-M/mPTuQ8A6CeA/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And I really wish I was joking when I said this is my closet. Well... it is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TOpZ2NuiknI/AAAAAAAAA-E/QOWANCdlWiY/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542341079365489266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TOpZ2NuiknI/AAAAAAAAA-E/QOWANCdlWiY/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I folded everything up into the shelves and about 2 nights later, hurray, it's all tidy again! And what do we have here? More space in the closet? *goes shopping*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TOpZrOV2jjI/AAAAAAAAA98/4YQf83IaBf8/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542340890551815730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TOpZrOV2jjI/AAAAAAAAA98/4YQf83IaBf8/s400/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amidst the closet cleaning, I found this really pretty vintage dress I once scabbed from somewhere I don't remember. Sorry, the photo doesn't do it justice. :( I don't think I'll wear this though, so now I'm not sure what to do with it! Ebay? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-1982993054849248911?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1982993054849248911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=1982993054849248911' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/1982993054849248911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/1982993054849248911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-me-new-closet.html' title='New me, new closet.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TOpaC510FjI/AAAAAAAAA-M/mPTuQ8A6CeA/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-5104186290703117371</id><published>2010-11-10T20:22:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T20:30:05.593+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody call an ambulance.</title><content type='html'>I think I'm going bat sh*t insane over these exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TNpk7SjWR2I/AAAAAAAAA90/7HjAJRa4Zis/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537849661560604514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TNpk7SjWR2I/AAAAAAAAA90/7HjAJRa4Zis/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought the new Sportsgirl catalogue was talking to me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TNpkyTT1RjI/AAAAAAAAA9s/xFTMuI-mGo8/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537849507145139762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TNpkyTT1RjI/AAAAAAAAA9s/xFTMuI-mGo8/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh right, of course, it wasn't talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TNpkn3caHlI/AAAAAAAAA9k/rTJrKxlyL6k/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537849327866224210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TNpkn3caHlI/AAAAAAAAA9k/rTJrKxlyL6k/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've also painted every single nail a different colour and every time I've been out this week, I either get weird looks or compliments, that I'm not sure were meant to be sarcastic... This time next week, hell is over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-5104186290703117371?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5104186290703117371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=5104186290703117371' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/5104186290703117371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/5104186290703117371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/somebody-call-ambulance.html' title='Somebody call an ambulance.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TNpk7SjWR2I/AAAAAAAAA90/7HjAJRa4Zis/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-384326089593658864</id><published>2010-11-04T22:10:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T14:51:47.921+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Clemence Poesy as Eva on Gossip Girl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TNKW0vrBUPI/AAAAAAAAA9c/TCWLTRSYHHI/s1600/clemence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535652724886032626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TNKW0vrBUPI/AAAAAAAAA9c/TCWLTRSYHHI/s400/clemence.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, how I adored Clemence Poesy's outfits on Gossip Girl. Nice and simple, but very feminine and summery. Most of the outfits she wore involved full skirts, and it's so pretty and flattering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't usually go into Valleygirl, but out of boredom today, I popped in and found this cute number! On the sale rack, last one, in my size. (Someone out there is looking after me.) Aside from my attempt to be Gossip Girl last time, leading to the &lt;a href="http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/white-stockings.html"&gt;white tights fiasco&lt;/a&gt;, I think I may have a better shot this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TNKWOdmNfmI/AAAAAAAAA9M/Fa3wxCT3I5o/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535652067198991970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TNKWOdmNfmI/AAAAAAAAA9M/Fa3wxCT3I5o/s400/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Very pretty, no? I'm surprised, my first Valleygirl gem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535652290213682706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TNKWbcZDnhI/AAAAAAAAA9U/jYfQ63UZuEU/s400/clemence2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Now off to find the perfect pink (or is it peach?) blouse to match it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Images of Clemence Poesy from &lt;a href="http://www.zimbio.com/pictures/QFzx-ESFlGO/Stars+Set+Gossip+Girl+Paris/WXkT7sCcLO8/Clemence+Poesy"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-384326089593658864?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/384326089593658864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=384326089593658864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/384326089593658864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/384326089593658864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/clemence-poesy-as-eva-on-gossip-girl.html' title='Clemence Poesy as Eva on Gossip Girl.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TNKW0vrBUPI/AAAAAAAAA9c/TCWLTRSYHHI/s72-c/clemence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-69130473453686412</id><published>2010-11-04T21:05:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T21:51:30.975+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>7 Things About Me.</title><content type='html'>So, I got tagged by the lovely Tiffanny from &lt;a href="http://makesmeblush.blogspot.com/"&gt;Makes Me Blush&lt;/a&gt; (thanks so much for the tag!) to mention 7 things you don't know about me. Thought it'd make a nice break from the studying, so here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TNKHYGuwIII/AAAAAAAAA80/5zknTxz1Jsc/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535635740185075842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TNKHYGuwIII/AAAAAAAAA80/5zknTxz1Jsc/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1. &lt;strong&gt;I like Star Wars. &lt;/strong&gt;I really do. I suppose that's why I enjoyed Fan Boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Han Solo? Oh yeah, Edward Cullen has nothing on this swooney dreamy man. =P *swoooooon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://teens.aol.com/entertainment/top-20-kisses"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535635990040617058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TNKHmpg9IGI/AAAAAAAAA9E/H8ybYn7IY-I/s400/han+solo+kiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;I don't like awkward silences so I fill it up with as much chatter as possible. &lt;/strong&gt;People often say it's a good thing and it means I'm easy to talk to; but I do get carried away and next thing you know, you have my life story in your lap. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;I have never been clubbing.&lt;/strong&gt; I'm nearly 21 soon (surprised? People tend to think I'm still in high school...) and I have never gone. Aside from my dad being very strict, it also doesn't interest me. I can't dance and I'm an easy drunk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TNKHgTL1DGI/AAAAAAAAA88/u4v0BySoqvM/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535635880967212130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TNKHgTL1DGI/AAAAAAAAA88/u4v0BySoqvM/s400/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4. &lt;strong&gt;I play games when I can.&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, I've bought an XBox and a Wii and my family has a PS3, but I'm planning on buying my own one soon, to hog for myself because I have to share with my little brothers for now. I love Borderlands to death. I guess it's odd for someone who's into girly things like fashion, perfume and make up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;I used to be the biggest Harry Potter nerd ever.&lt;/strong&gt; Ever. I have a folder 2 inches thick of magazine cutouts related to HP. All 4 walls of my room was covered in HP posters. I have the books in both the Australian and the American versions. I have stickers, toothbrushes, glasses, temporary tattoos, stationary sets, etc. I even have the complete set of cards that came out with the Chocolate Frogs. Aside from Star Wars: The Phantom Menace (okay, I wish I was joking about &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;), the 1st HP movie is the only movie I've seen in the theatres 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Because of  my manager's taste in music, I like old songs now.&lt;/strong&gt; He often plays country and old music at work, songs which I find myself humming hours later, after my shift has long finished. Songs such as &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WpePWo56zm4"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m2sP5rG47kw"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UPrixYOTNHw&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TNKG0kg3EuI/AAAAAAAAA8s/HEQhYqDGqpU/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535635129704583906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TNKG0kg3EuI/AAAAAAAAA8s/HEQhYqDGqpU/s400/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 7. &lt;strong&gt;Lucky last - I love to read classics now (Henry James is amazing) but my guilty pleasure is Sarah Dessen.&lt;/strong&gt; I own every single book of hers. I know, she's really teen fiction, but if you have the time, read This Lullaby and Dreamland. I've cried reading those two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure who to tag, I'll just pick followers at random then!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://jademusing.tumblr.com/"&gt;Jade Musing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://heartbeats-intimidation.blogspot.com/"&gt;Heartbeats, Intimidation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://artlifescience.blogspot.com/"&gt;Art. Life. Science.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://kalikiloves.blogspot.com/"&gt;Random Life of a Random Girl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-69130473453686412?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/69130473453686412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=69130473453686412' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/69130473453686412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/69130473453686412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/11/7-things-about-me.html' title='7 Things About Me.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TNKHYGuwIII/AAAAAAAAA80/5zknTxz1Jsc/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-6897862328854108244</id><published>2010-10-29T19:04:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T19:08:24.702+11:00</updated><title type='text'>All work and no play.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TMqAY22ZxXI/AAAAAAAAA8k/CUJzw4USRt0/s1600/blog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533376256706987378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TMqAY22ZxXI/AAAAAAAAA8k/CUJzw4USRt0/s400/blog.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hang out in random hallways and go a little psycho by myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TMqAO0sbX3I/AAAAAAAAA8c/j16T-idW67o/s1600/blog2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lover tee, Kimchi Blue floral shorts, Sportsgirl stockings, Deena &amp;amp; Ozzy flats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-6897862328854108244?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6897862328854108244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=6897862328854108244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/6897862328854108244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/6897862328854108244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/10/all-work-and-no-play.html' title='All work and no play.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TMqAY22ZxXI/AAAAAAAAA8k/CUJzw4USRt0/s72-c/blog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-3889649051821648510</id><published>2010-10-28T19:04:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T19:59:01.188+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purchases'/><title type='text'>Someone help me decide!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TMk6vNk3TqI/AAAAAAAAA8U/Q9j0mUt8FBs/s1600/blog2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533018199973908130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TMk6vNk3TqI/AAAAAAAAA8U/Q9j0mUt8FBs/s400/blog2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Red or...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TMk6qdgsOUI/AAAAAAAAA8M/DxOnOlNIIZw/s1600/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533018118352025922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TMk6qdgsOUI/AAAAAAAAA8M/DxOnOlNIIZw/s400/blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gray?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm thinking red would be a great colour to add to an outfit but that gray would be a more versatile colour to work with... hmmmm. Need to decide snap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shoes from &lt;a href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/urban/catalog/productdetail.jsp?isProduct=true&amp;amp;color=004&amp;amp;navAction=jump&amp;amp;parentid=W_SHOES_HEELSWEDGES&amp;amp;id=18846006"&gt;Urban Outfitters&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-3889649051821648510?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3889649051821648510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=3889649051821648510' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/3889649051821648510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/3889649051821648510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/10/someone-help-me-decide.html' title='Someone help me decide!'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TMk6vNk3TqI/AAAAAAAAA8U/Q9j0mUt8FBs/s72-c/blog2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-1713962967669154391</id><published>2010-10-24T23:19:00.010+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T23:47:18.284+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Vintage, pink, MAC &amp; lots of other stuff...</title><content type='html'>Oh noes! I feel so mean for not posting for some time, especially when I have this many followers now. (yay for me, big 2-0!)Too much has been happening in the past few weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TMQnssEfRJI/AAAAAAAAA8E/MaKCHlmvOAg/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531589891015525522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TMQnssEfRJI/AAAAAAAAA8E/MaKCHlmvOAg/s400/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Too many pink purchases... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TMQmFmWnNwI/AAAAAAAAA78/n8vbFtaZYkE/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531588119954405122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TMQmFmWnNwI/AAAAAAAAA78/n8vbFtaZYkE/s400/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Been shopping for unique vintage blouses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TMQl9-DGquI/AAAAAAAAA70/5yNPZzXduu0/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531587988876077794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TMQl9-DGquI/AAAAAAAAA70/5yNPZzXduu0/s400/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Went crazy over MAC's Venomous Villains collection...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TMQlzte7dNI/AAAAAAAAA7s/aqoG9YdZxn0/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531587812630688978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TMQlzte7dNI/AAAAAAAAA7s/aqoG9YdZxn0/s400/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The world's worst swatches... (L-R) Brash &amp;amp; Bold pigment, Violette lipstick, Melon pigment and Toxic Take lipstick. Holy, this is a really bad photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TMQloL_lD1I/AAAAAAAAA7k/hOQWdxEvOGU/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531587614662266706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TMQloL_lD1I/AAAAAAAAA7k/hOQWdxEvOGU/s400/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tried to draw again for the first time since high school. Yes, the inspiration was Katy Perry, couldn't get the damned song out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TMQlaMB9wrI/AAAAAAAAA7c/leVuV_bD5Ok/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531587374154105522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TMQlaMB9wrI/AAAAAAAAA7c/leVuV_bD5Ok/s400/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Found some skin products to rave about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Egyptian Magic skin cream: (the white tub) I've only been using it for 2 days, but wow, I put it on at night and when I wake up, my skin is so soft, it's like a baby's butt, seriously. I bought it from Urban Outfitters, but it retails in Mecca for about $70ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The tubes are Freemans face masks, both are pretty good (and cheap, hurray, from Priceline). I heard about the pineapple one from Vogue all the time so I decided to try it out and I love them both! My skin tone is a lot more even and I don't have those little bumps anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TMQk1-bR3-I/AAAAAAAAA7U/6tNeYSQPeaw/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531586752026894306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TMQk1-bR3-I/AAAAAAAAA7U/6tNeYSQPeaw/s400/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh... and plenty of that... it's finals, people! Good luck to everyone for their uni exams. Now I must return to this *cough*lovely*cough* stack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-1713962967669154391?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1713962967669154391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=1713962967669154391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/1713962967669154391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/1713962967669154391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/10/vintage-pink-mac-lots-of-other-stuff.html' title='Vintage, pink, MAC &amp; lots of other stuff...'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TMQnssEfRJI/AAAAAAAAA8E/MaKCHlmvOAg/s72-c/024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-2770880018321871270</id><published>2010-10-09T00:58:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T01:11:57.963+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Etsy purchase</title><content type='html'>As all the girls on Vogue and their credit cards are extremely too well aware of, the AUS dollar has been performing marvellously! Absolutely stupendous and thus, many orders on US sites are being made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been trying to cut down my wish list and well, I caved in for this vintage 80's blouse from Etsy. Very excited because it's only my second purchase from Etsy everrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TK8kmZWvP6I/AAAAAAAAA7M/NaTGF83OoNg/s1600/blouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525675509866774434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TK8kmZWvP6I/AAAAAAAAA7M/NaTGF83OoNg/s400/blouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; With white shorts? Dear God, no. Butt will go from Pluto to Jupiter in seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So excited. Ship, darn it, ship! And now to decide which from the thousand items I have in my cart to buy next! Have you bought from Etsy before? What did you purchase? If not, what are you planning to buy with the current rates?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-2770880018321871270?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2770880018321871270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=2770880018321871270' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/2770880018321871270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/2770880018321871270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/10/etsy-purchase.html' title='Etsy purchase'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TK8kmZWvP6I/AAAAAAAAA7M/NaTGF83OoNg/s72-c/blouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-5716563583662188447</id><published>2010-09-29T21:30:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T15:13:56.319+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>SeaSweet, Parramatta.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TKJuzw3LDzI/AAAAAAAAA64/Mw9rrOmmrgk/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522097928678346546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TKJuzw3LDzI/AAAAAAAAA64/Mw9rrOmmrgk/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We didn't take a photo of the exterior... we had trawled all over Church St to find this place and when we finally did, we ran to it like moths to a light. But it's in Parramatta, next to Bank of Queensland, so just a bit past the Riverside Theatre? Anyway, just enjoy this dark photo haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TKJutR48nUI/AAAAAAAAA6w/p04LNXFva-E/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522097817285074242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TKJutR48nUI/AAAAAAAAA6w/p04LNXFva-E/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Menu! There is so much dessert to choose from nomnomnom. They also had a much smaller menu of hot food and the like, but I didn't look at it. You can either dine in or take away. We opted to dine in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TKJulL5RhQI/AAAAAAAAA6o/HvtQgIWX8sU/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522097678236878082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TKJulL5RhQI/AAAAAAAAA6o/HvtQgIWX8sU/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Romel settled for this baby. It was massive! Definitely for 2 or maybe 3 people. It had sorbet inside and more nom nom fruit. When the waiter brought it out, we were both overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TKJuY0nAElI/AAAAAAAAA6g/1vgk7WasEtQ/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522097465827791442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TKJuY0nAElI/AAAAAAAAA6g/1vgk7WasEtQ/s400/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I picked this - the knefe cheese... burger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TKJuP4nKZQI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/EU4rBqGKMCI/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522097312283387138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TKJuP4nKZQI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/EU4rBqGKMCI/s400/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It may not look much but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TKJuHCFjWgI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/DOAt0oXn4EQ/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522097160207948290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TKJuHCFjWgI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/DOAt0oXn4EQ/s400/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Holey moley, dem cheese. This was glorious. I could taste rosewater, and cheese - but it was like sweet sugary cheese. Very sweet and incredibly filling. I don't think I can finish one of these in a sitting. I want to go back &lt;strike&gt;now&lt;/strike&gt; when I have more money and try out some of the other items with names I couldn't pronounce. Most of the dishes go around the $13 mark, from memory, and you can get couple sets and the like. More info on SeaSweet's &lt;a href="http://www.seasweet.com.au/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;. (This post is dedicated to Mai.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-5716563583662188447?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5716563583662188447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=5716563583662188447' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/5716563583662188447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/5716563583662188447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/09/seasweet-parramatta.html' title='SeaSweet, Parramatta.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TKJuzw3LDzI/AAAAAAAAA64/Mw9rrOmmrgk/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-6651414584562788665</id><published>2010-09-29T08:30:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T08:36:24.083+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><title type='text'>Lover, Broken Hearts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TKJs-HaMYVI/AAAAAAAAA6I/tCBHg4mjV5I/s1600/024+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522095907506250066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TKJs-HaMYVI/AAAAAAAAA6I/tCBHg4mjV5I/s400/024+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh look! I'm stomping about! RAWR. And looking very glarey lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TKJs0-gL4LI/AAAAAAAAA6A/EilX0yt0qlU/s1600/029+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522095750496641202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TKJs0-gL4LI/AAAAAAAAA6A/EilX0yt0qlU/s400/029+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love my Lover Broken Hearts tee so very much. I'm wearing it to death - it has a small hole in the back, a weird pink dot on the bottom and part of the collar has turned brown. Does anyone have this tee wasting away in the darkness of their closet? I want to buy another one in case this one finally becomes completely unwearable. (I love it that much, yes.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-6651414584562788665?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6651414584562788665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=6651414584562788665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/6651414584562788665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/6651414584562788665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/09/lover-broken-hearts.html' title='Lover, Broken Hearts.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TKJs-HaMYVI/AAAAAAAAA6I/tCBHg4mjV5I/s72-c/024+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-894356850798137736</id><published>2010-09-25T21:31:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T21:36:01.902+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva La Juicy by Juicy Couture</title><content type='html'>You were all huge fans of talking perfumes &lt;a href="http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-lookie-lookie-well-what-do-we-have.html"&gt;last time&lt;/a&gt;, so here's another!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TJ3dyC4jJpI/AAAAAAAAA54/vBILqOzihdE/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TJ3dyC4jJpI/AAAAAAAAA54/vBILqOzihdE/s400/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520812570063349394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bought it when it was 20% off at ... Perfume Connection? Such a lovely scent! I have the original as well, but while the original one was creamy, this is much more... I don't know, fruity? But they're both just as sweet as the other, well, I think so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-894356850798137736?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/894356850798137736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=894356850798137736' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/894356850798137736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/894356850798137736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/09/viva-la-juicy-by-juicy-couture.html' title='Viva La Juicy by Juicy Couture'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TJ3dyC4jJpI/AAAAAAAAA54/vBILqOzihdE/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-6360551236954685333</id><published>2010-09-21T14:39:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T14:59:42.420+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate you, Lin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Because &lt;a href="http://paperchinadoll.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lin&lt;/a&gt; keeps making me want stuff. In particular, I'm developing a strong crush on Jeffrey Campbell shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shopnastygal.com/products/Meeker-Wedge-Boot.html"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519223489030599314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TJg4hWupMpI/AAAAAAAAA5g/EsFAQsEvzSM/s400/jeffcamp.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shopbop.com/postcard-heeled-granny-boot-85mm/vp/v=1/845524441878955.htm?folderID=2534374302117231&amp;amp;fm=browse-brand-shopbysize-viewall"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519223373170131058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TJg4anHWwHI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/falkk20Z37g/s400/jeffrey+campbells.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Click picture for source. The first ones are unique and amazing but the second ones are adorable and reminds me of the boots in the animated film, Anastasia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s74.photobucket.com/albums/i249/together-in-paris_anastasia/Anastasia%20Screencaps/Chapter%2006/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ANASTASIA-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519226439660188562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TJg7NGrjs5I/AAAAAAAAA5w/cgl4DjypIrk/s400/anastasia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;See! Well... not a great photo of her boots, but anyway. This was one of my favourite movies as a kid. Haha. Well anyway, hmm, decisions, decisions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-6360551236954685333?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6360551236954685333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=6360551236954685333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/6360551236954685333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/6360551236954685333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-hate-you-lin.html' title='I hate you, Lin.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TJg4hWupMpI/AAAAAAAAA5g/EsFAQsEvzSM/s72-c/jeffcamp.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-7258140654957549449</id><published>2010-09-16T11:30:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T11:37:29.213+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Knit crazy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TJF0UCI23ZI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/KoRS8qyIjWE/s1600/heart1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517318906025794962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TJF0UCI23ZI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/KoRS8qyIjWE/s400/heart1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been a while since I picked up knitting needles. Been knitting hearts like crazy for no reason lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TJF0JhMlL1I/AAAAAAAAA5I/JUb9HUL23bs/s1600/heart2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517318725384351570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TJF0JhMlL1I/AAAAAAAAA5I/JUb9HUL23bs/s400/heart2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Part of me wants to start selling them on Etsy, with pins on the back as badges. What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-7258140654957549449?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7258140654957549449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=7258140654957549449' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/7258140654957549449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/7258140654957549449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/09/knit-crazy.html' title='Knit crazy.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TJF0UCI23ZI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/KoRS8qyIjWE/s72-c/heart1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-581838360871696180</id><published>2010-09-14T20:06:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T00:13:45.785+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Alistair,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://merrymerryquitecontrary.wordpress.com/page/2/?archives-list=1"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516710440777293890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TI9K6sc4IEI/AAAAAAAAA40/scQb0x0TqpM/s400/tophat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;I don't know what you look like, but this is what I imagine. (Click picture for source.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dear Alistair,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Is it honestly too much for you to tell people you have a new number? It's been a year! Yet people are still ringing me up asking for you! Not to mention the continuous stream of messages I keep getting from "Connie". Take today's example, at the crack of dawn, I kid you not:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Man: 'Allo, is Alista-yah thay-eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me: *groggy* Wahhh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Man: I'm lookin' fo' Alista-yah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me: Uhhh, I think you have the wrong number.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Man: It's his brutha, you see. (ramble ramble ramble)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me: Uhhhh....? A lot of people ring this number for Alistair, I suppose it's his old one and he hasn't given you his new one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Man: Oh, right. I'm his brutha (ramble ramble ramble)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me: Mmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Man: Well, so sorry fo' the trouble. Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So Alistair, for my sanity, please fix up your Career Search account and Foxtel account, tell "Connie", your brother and everyone else out there your new number. Please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-581838360871696180?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/581838360871696180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=581838360871696180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/581838360871696180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/581838360871696180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/09/dear-alistair.html' title='Dear Alistair,'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TI9K6sc4IEI/AAAAAAAAA40/scQb0x0TqpM/s72-c/tophat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-8175961757735559472</id><published>2010-09-13T21:37:00.012+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T20:57:25.759+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Got dropped on my head recently.</title><content type='html'>Because that was probably the only reason why I decided to make beef bourguignon one day. I'm only a newbie cook and more of a baker, so I'm not sure why I decided to tackle this dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TI4SJ9tGuZI/AAAAAAAAA4s/UNNZ0OeIn_8/s1600/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516366555967306130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TI4SJ9tGuZI/AAAAAAAAA4s/UNNZ0OeIn_8/s400/057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; By this stage, I was ready to pull my hair out. I cut the beef all wrong (2 by 2 inches? Whoops, I thought it said 2 by 2 cm...) and accidentally washed off the bacon fat which I was meant to keep throughout the first part of the recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TI4RUTaSn4I/AAAAAAAAA4k/71PbW1vbJMg/s1600/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516365634081038210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TI4RUTaSn4I/AAAAAAAAA4k/71PbW1vbJMg/s400/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Improvised herb bag! (Made with coffee filter paper and some thread...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TI4RLONLetI/AAAAAAAAA4c/VEpecxLuLWA/s1600/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516365478065044178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TI4RLONLetI/AAAAAAAAA4c/VEpecxLuLWA/s400/059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Burn, herb bag, burn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TI4Q7nlLiZI/AAAAAAAAA4U/njfeVgl--7I/s1600/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516365209998690706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TI4Q7nlLiZI/AAAAAAAAA4U/njfeVgl--7I/s400/060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, go doubletasking me! While the meat is cooking away, I prepared the onions. And now it's the waiting game for the next hour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TI4QmPkWukI/AAAAAAAAA4M/xFyXGcVDmFU/s1600/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516364842775525954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TI4QmPkWukI/AAAAAAAAA4M/xFyXGcVDmFU/s400/061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Five and a half hours later, finally, this was the result. At first, I thought "the hell? five hours for this?" But it's a stew, and well, I suppose stews are never pretty. One bite and it was pretty darn glorious.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well worth the five hours. Have a go at the recipe &lt;a href="http://simplyrecipes.com/recipes/beef_bourguignon/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. (By the way, I ditched the normal onions and the pearl onions, and went with red onions because it was what we had in the house. It's stronger in terms of flavour, so I only used about 5 instead of 24 pearl onions and 1 cup instead of 2 for the beginning. It added a spicey touch to the dish but my family liked it anyway. *shrugs*)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-8175961757735559472?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8175961757735559472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=8175961757735559472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8175961757735559472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8175961757735559472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/09/got-dropped-on-my-head-recently.html' title='Got dropped on my head recently.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TI4SJ9tGuZI/AAAAAAAAA4s/UNNZ0OeIn_8/s72-c/057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-8127596117857350430</id><published>2010-09-13T21:19:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T20:57:39.942+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>GDO!</title><content type='html'>GDO! GDO! GDO! Lol. I mean Girl's Day Out. I hung out with my mummy for a day. (Yes, I hang out with my mum. All those Sea of Shoes haters gonna hate. lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TI4K3nXusLI/AAAAAAAAA2s/IHFrOyBp6vo/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516358544153030834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TI4K3nXusLI/AAAAAAAAA2s/IHFrOyBp6vo/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Popped by Max Brenner. Had the white chocolate chai tea, not bad, but I think I'd prefer normal chai tea - the white chocolate mulled down the spiciness of chai too much for my liking. But the awesome part was the teapot thing! Look! You just plop it onto your cup and it pours out underneath! I want one. (Say hi to my mummy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TI4KwqqWDBI/AAAAAAAAA2k/St9ZJYy2Yig/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516358424777329682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TI4KwqqWDBI/AAAAAAAAA2k/St9ZJYy2Yig/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mmmm chocolate souffle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TI4KJsQI9vI/AAAAAAAAA2c/7MfHHQEmOgY/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516357755189393138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TI4KJsQI9vI/AAAAAAAAA2c/7MfHHQEmOgY/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gooooeey goodness mmmmm. (But to be honest, the outside is a little bit too dry...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TI4JOZ_ggFI/AAAAAAAAA2U/h6Q6b0ujnx4/s1600/lushstash.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516356736675512402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TI4JOZ_ggFI/AAAAAAAAA2U/h6Q6b0ujnx4/s400/lushstash.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Methinks I've become a Lush addict! There I was, plopping random things onto the counter for me to buy and I didn't realise my mum paid for it *sigh* Feeling really guilty with oh so nice skin. lol. I'm loving all of them so far, especially the Ultra Bland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to return to buy the entire store. Hm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-8127596117857350430?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8127596117857350430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=8127596117857350430' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8127596117857350430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8127596117857350430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/09/gdo.html' title='GDO!'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TI4K3nXusLI/AAAAAAAAA2s/IHFrOyBp6vo/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-8542659997690652432</id><published>2010-09-08T00:06:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T00:17:17.961+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><title type='text'>3 year olds can't be trusted with cameras.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TIZHy83ukPI/AAAAAAAAA2M/WmbRRHe8D90/s1600/shoes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514173734420648178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TIZHy83ukPI/AAAAAAAAA2M/WmbRRHe8D90/s400/shoes.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like my Urban Outfitters shoes. First time I wore them, they were a cow, an absolute murderous cow, but once broken in, they are the comfiest mofos I have ever worn. Been sporting them around every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TIZHeW3D0yI/AAAAAAAAA2E/36B7g-0K-30/s1600/try1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514173380619916066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TIZHeW3D0yI/AAAAAAAAA2E/36B7g-0K-30/s400/try1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My home photographer is out at the moment (older brother) so I asked my 3 year old brother to take a picture. These were his best efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TIZHMJ8EYII/AAAAAAAAA18/YiQScS7Mh3Q/s1600/pic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514173067913617538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TIZHMJ8EYII/AAAAAAAAA18/YiQScS7Mh3Q/s400/pic.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He mostly just wasted my camera battery... what do you think of wearing patterns over patterns? Is it an offence like denim over denim? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thrifted cardigan  Sportsgirl tee and scarf  Thrifted necklace  Urban Outfitters shoes &amp;amp; black bow ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-8542659997690652432?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8542659997690652432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=8542659997690652432' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8542659997690652432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8542659997690652432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/09/3-year-olds-cant-be-trusted-with.html' title='3 year olds can&apos;t be trusted with cameras.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TIZHy83ukPI/AAAAAAAAA2M/WmbRRHe8D90/s72-c/shoes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-5114363421664155088</id><published>2010-09-04T19:20:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T19:28:02.565+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><title type='text'>Life is present on this blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TIIPxksuZYI/AAAAAAAAA1s/sv5flFARb5s/s1600/gimpexperiment.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TIIPxksuZYI/AAAAAAAAA1s/sv5flFARb5s/s400/gimpexperiment.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512986238194181506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There is a stain on my docs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Can you tell procrastinating from uni work is taking over my life again? Romel is a better photo taker then my brother, and I've been mucking around with this photo editing crap for an hour now and I can't seem to work out why it is that my editing skills have gone from awesome to... absolute crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TIIPnkJ-H-I/AAAAAAAAA1k/L9IEm5JQENo/s1600/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TIIPnkJ-H-I/AAAAAAAAA1k/L9IEm5JQENo/s400/068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512986066249719778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am a ninja! Rawr! I feel like I'm advertising Assassin's Creed with my hood down like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TIIPg1nYC5I/AAAAAAAAA1c/J88iWL8d21U/s1600/bettercopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TIIPg1nYC5I/AAAAAAAAA1c/J88iWL8d21U/s400/bettercopy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512985950677371794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But seriously, I'm gearing up my ninja skills to tear that bus driver apart for getting to the bus stop late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sportsgirl dress | Elke ring | Sportsgirl bag | Boyfriend's jacket and necklace | Docs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-5114363421664155088?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5114363421664155088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=5114363421664155088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/5114363421664155088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/5114363421664155088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/09/life-is-present-on-this-blog.html' title='Life is present on this blog.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TIIPxksuZYI/AAAAAAAAA1s/sv5flFARb5s/s72-c/gimpexperiment.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-9199388101453221417</id><published>2010-08-27T12:06:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T12:13:48.674+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purchases'/><title type='text'>Oh, hallo thar.</title><content type='html'>Why have I abandoned the blogging front? Oh, because, ya' know, I only have a test, a research report and a 30 minute presentation due next week. Desperate times call for... uhm an awesome teapot.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/THcd55ZGMKI/AAAAAAAAA1M/lmv3q2tpTCI/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509905549606924450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/THcd55ZGMKI/AAAAAAAAA1M/lmv3q2tpTCI/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ohhh yeah, I finally own a teapot. And sorry for my crazy eyeballs in the background and the horrifying anti fashion hand-me-down-older-brother's-jumper that I'm wearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're in Parramatta, Sydney, you should head down to Japan City in Westfield because they're having a 60% off sale. I bought this teapot and cups set for $28 or some other. They're closing down after this Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the books!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-9199388101453221417?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/9199388101453221417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=9199388101453221417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/9199388101453221417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/9199388101453221417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-hallo-thar.html' title='Oh, hallo thar.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/THcd55ZGMKI/AAAAAAAAA1M/lmv3q2tpTCI/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-4097641632181881481</id><published>2010-08-18T22:50:00.009+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T00:44:16.432+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purchases'/><title type='text'>I will be bankrupt.</title><content type='html'>Romel, my beloved significant other, look away right now ahhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TGvYwza9yTI/AAAAAAAAA1E/yxbQiLnTQ9k/s1600/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506733302339193138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TGvYwza9yTI/AAAAAAAAA1E/yxbQiLnTQ9k/s400/087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahhh glare in the picture!... Oh dear me, I think I've bought too much make up in the past month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started when a friend wanted to do a Topshop order and I thought I'd throw in some makeup.&lt;br /&gt;Then I passed by Priceline and saw some Red Earth stuff in the bargain bin and had flashbacks of my first lipstick being Red Earth and my mum dragging me into the Red Earth store every weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Then Target had 50% off Bourjois and I heard wayyy too much hype about this from Vogue to let it go.&lt;br /&gt;Then girls at the MAC counter are wayyyy too nice...&lt;br /&gt;Then I noticed a random make up store in Parramatta which sold make up for dirt cheap (me thinks it's old stock...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TGvYF83qsdI/AAAAAAAAA08/DlXBBIftZu8/s1600/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506732566141120978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TGvYF83qsdI/AAAAAAAAA08/DlXBBIftZu8/s400/090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(T-B, L-R) - Bourjois Smokey Eyes pallette: I liked the guide at the back on how to do the Smokey eye look. =P&lt;br /&gt;- Bourjois eye shadow in citron givre?: I'm kind of disappointed, the yellow colour didn't turn out as strong as I wanted, even when I had the brush wet. It's pretty, but more silvery then yellow...&lt;br /&gt;- MAC mineral eyeshadow in Sea &amp;amp; Sky: LOVE. =D&lt;br /&gt;- Stila eye mousse in honey and sky: have yet to use these, just got them yesterday, but I keep sniffing them... they have this weird smell, it's moussey but then kind of not HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TGvX37Qj9JI/AAAAAAAAA00/HbrPqjf5a8Q/s1600/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506732325190497426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TGvX37Qj9JI/AAAAAAAAA00/HbrPqjf5a8Q/s400/089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Top row are all Red Earth blushes in (L-R) Cherry Blossom, Tender Love and Foxy Lady. A velvety finish and very pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bottom row are TopShop blushes in (L-R) Pinch and Neon Rose. Neon Rose recieved much praise from all the reviews of TopShop make up I read so I bit the bullet and bought it. It's not orange at all, but a pale peach on me... out of all the blushes, it's actually my favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TGvXiYdaq1I/AAAAAAAAA0s/NbgPuRKcdmU/s1600/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506731955071920978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TGvXiYdaq1I/AAAAAAAAA0s/NbgPuRKcdmU/s400/091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - (L-R) Topshop bronzer - haven't touched yet, just got the package yesterday... never used a bronzer before, so thought I'd get one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- MAC mineralize skin finish - very pretty. If used all over, gives me a glittery effect in the sunlight, making me your real female version of Edward.&lt;br /&gt;- Bourjois matte finishing powder in rose - really like how it evens out the skin tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TGvXXZeXLVI/AAAAAAAAA0k/4MltRAyw5ls/s1600/092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506731766365760850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TGvXXZeXLVI/AAAAAAAAA0k/4MltRAyw5ls/s400/092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course, my favourite from the loot would be the MAC stuff, especially the eye shadow. How gorgeous does it look??? =D =D =D Sorry, no swatches, camera refuses to cooperate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear credit card,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darling, one of these days, I must murder you with a pair of scissors...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bloglovin.com/blog/1776132/last-clean-thoughts?claim=x4smw559zqu"&gt;Follow my blog with bloglovin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-4097641632181881481?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4097641632181881481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=4097641632181881481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4097641632181881481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4097641632181881481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-will-be-bankrupt.html' title='I will be bankrupt.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TGvYwza9yTI/AAAAAAAAA1E/yxbQiLnTQ9k/s72-c/087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-1134609916722897064</id><published>2010-08-08T20:53:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T21:34:01.917+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity-matics?</title><content type='html'>(Another &lt;a href="http://fashematics.com/"&gt;Fashematics &lt;/a&gt;inspired post...) So, what's both blonde, tall, and with gangly legs to die for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;img title="Hosted by imgur.com" alt="" src="http://imgur.com/LTfLG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;I miss the clean looking Jenny from Gossip Girl. (Pictures taken from... Google Images... ha. Can't remember the exact locations, sorry.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-1134609916722897064?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1134609916722897064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=1134609916722897064' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/1134609916722897064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/1134609916722897064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/08/celebrity-matics.html' title='Celebrity-matics?'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-3180881694593658755</id><published>2010-08-07T21:34:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T20:57:39.942+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Food spam.</title><content type='html'>Blog, I apologise for the long awkward silence. Here is food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TF1Gq2ofG0I/AAAAAAAAAyU/i2-mnwjt718/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502632021750389570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TF1Gq2ofG0I/AAAAAAAAAyU/i2-mnwjt718/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bought a box from the Chocolate Room in Parramatta. They may look nice but they taste a bit weird. Boon Chocolate for the win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TF1Fp0pOrgI/AAAAAAAAAyM/QqZJzeCs9JA/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502630904525139458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TF1Fp0pOrgI/AAAAAAAAAyM/QqZJzeCs9JA/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some giant ass strawberries. I just thought I'd include this in because I barely see strawberries this big around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TF1FikwzUAI/AAAAAAAAAyE/CZtKxw1RlFI/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502630780002848770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TF1FikwzUAI/AAAAAAAAAyE/CZtKxw1RlFI/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Discovered a little grocery store in Oxford St that sells Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's! NOMNOMNOM. Strawberry cheesecake seriously tastes like you're going through the phases of a cheesecake, right down to the bottom crust. INSANE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TF1FY1OUn2I/AAAAAAAAAx8/P7hv7gZdGHE/s1600/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502630612622942050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TF1FY1OUn2I/AAAAAAAAAx8/P7hv7gZdGHE/s400/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some giant pizza from Cost Co in Melbourne. (Okay, old food photos, but I haven't had much food to take photos of recently...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TF1FBdySSsI/AAAAAAAAAx0/RTROsA29F0c/s1600/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502630211194342082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TF1FBdySSsI/AAAAAAAAAx0/RTROsA29F0c/s400/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Grill'd! Is it everywhere in Melbourne? Because in Sydney, it's only up in Oxford St and because I live in the bushes, Oxford St is a pain to get to for me. We tried Grill'd recently here and the Melbourne one is much better... =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I promise an outfit post soon. Promise promise promise!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-3180881694593658755?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3180881694593658755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=3180881694593658755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/3180881694593658755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/3180881694593658755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/08/food-spam.html' title='Food spam.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TF1Gq2ofG0I/AAAAAAAAAyU/i2-mnwjt718/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-4657625175478881725</id><published>2010-08-03T01:00:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T08:50:57.713+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Thai food part 2.</title><content type='html'>Curse you, autopost! You were meant to put this up earlier!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TFGUPuK6IPI/AAAAAAAAAxs/Np0n0Cpve24/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499339617808818418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TFGUPuK6IPI/AAAAAAAAAxs/Np0n0Cpve24/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, I tried Thai food again. Second time lucky, right? This time, we went to Thainabox? THAINABOX. Onto the food!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TFGUIOeVevI/AAAAAAAAAxk/28LwXCAd9As/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499339489041283826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TFGUIOeVevI/AAAAAAAAAxk/28LwXCAd9As/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MMMM. Greasy Asian food. Entree platter with a bit of everything that has grease. MMMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TFGUANcTTHI/AAAAAAAAAxc/ywQhrB0B7DY/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499339351325363314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TFGUANcTTHI/AAAAAAAAAxc/ywQhrB0B7DY/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After an unsuccesful plate of Pad Thai, I thought I'd reorder it again to find out what it should taste like. And success! It tasted a little less like a bottle of ketchup and more like ... a ... plate of food... So a thumbs up for me on my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TFGT4UT4V2I/AAAAAAAAAxU/K-Q3wUCQl5Y/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499339215730136930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TFGT4UT4V2I/AAAAAAAAAxU/K-Q3wUCQl5Y/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But the winner of the day was Romel's order - Massaman??? curry. It's a sweet curry and I really liked it! In fact, I kept mixing the soup of this with my Pad Thai. =P &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Thai food experience accomplished. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-4657625175478881725?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4657625175478881725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=4657625175478881725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4657625175478881725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4657625175478881725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/08/thai-food-part-2.html' title='Thai food part 2.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TFGUPuK6IPI/AAAAAAAAAxs/Np0n0Cpve24/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-1568786867294863305</id><published>2010-07-30T00:31:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T00:40:22.978+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A box!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TFGSA9iHbmI/AAAAAAAAAw8/mBOElHwYwSs/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499337165211397730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TFGSA9iHbmI/AAAAAAAAAw8/mBOElHwYwSs/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I awoke to a huge box this morning! (Say hi to heater in upper left corner.) I did an order with a friend though and to be fair, she did buy 4 pairs of shoes... lol. So what did I get in my glorious box?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TFGRl9WJZ7I/AAAAAAAAAw0/sdZpKEcfqHI/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499336701304727474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TFGRl9WJZ7I/AAAAAAAAAw0/sdZpKEcfqHI/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My shoes! Aren't the floral ones pretty? Hello, summer! The only reason I'm looking forward to summer. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TFGRRLq8MQI/AAAAAAAAAws/dBqp6PvB_b4/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499336344372785410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TFGRRLq8MQI/AAAAAAAAAws/dBqp6PvB_b4/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Red ruffley skirt. I'm a bit meh on this one, it's alot shorter then I anticipated. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TFGRIE_yh0I/AAAAAAAAAwk/JFvGhSmFuw8/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499336187962361666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TFGRIE_yh0I/AAAAAAAAAwk/JFvGhSmFuw8/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;And measuring cups! Very happy - they measure out 2/3 and 3/4! Sweet. Time to get busy in the kitchen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/End story on gloriously huge box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-1568786867294863305?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1568786867294863305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=1568786867294863305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/1568786867294863305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/1568786867294863305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/box.html' title='A box!'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TFGSA9iHbmI/AAAAAAAAAw8/mBOElHwYwSs/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-7318964066251751825</id><published>2010-07-25T19:17:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T19:22:41.146+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Masterchef Finale tonight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEwBZ6Z4VlI/AAAAAAAAAwc/Le-T_NcwgE4/s1600/masterchef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497770789798696530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEwBZ6Z4VlI/AAAAAAAAAwc/Le-T_NcwgE4/s400/masterchef.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Image taken from smh.com.au)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who are you going for? Team Adam all the way! For once, I'm just happy that someone I wanted to win early on in a reality show is in the final 2! About 10 minutes until the finale starts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-7318964066251751825?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7318964066251751825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=7318964066251751825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/7318964066251751825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/7318964066251751825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/masterchef-finale-tonight.html' title='Masterchef Finale tonight!'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEwBZ6Z4VlI/AAAAAAAAAwc/Le-T_NcwgE4/s72-c/masterchef.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-7584533263374836190</id><published>2010-07-23T13:06:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T17:09:52.817+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><title type='text'>Big Fashion Sale.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bigfashionsale.com.au/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/july-flyer-small.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.bigfashionsale.com.au/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/july-flyer-small.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 570px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 397px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Has anyone had the chance to pop into this sale? Some pretty good bargains to be had. Elke was there, too, working on the registers. And we found out how to pronounce it - the e is not silent after all. El - ke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEkHe9iZ3bI/AAAAAAAAAwM/GV4ZRfFS9Ek/s1600/010.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496933048678735282" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEkHe9iZ3bI/AAAAAAAAAwM/GV4ZRfFS9Ek/s400/010.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scored this Aje pirate shirt, Elke ring, Elke bracelet and Beat Poets bow tie. HOW ADORABLE IS THE BOW TIE! EURGH! I feel Blair Waldorf. lol. (Even though the bow tie is meant to be for men.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEkHotunZmI/AAAAAAAAAwU/aM4YJJN4NZg/s1600/011.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496933216233678434" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEkHotunZmI/AAAAAAAAAwU/aM4YJJN4NZg/s400/011.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, camera failure right here. If only you can see! It's kinda transparent but foggyish? (BF: "Translucent") No. Not making sense. Well, I love it, anyway. Was hoping for the blush colour but it was sold out or not there, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pop in quick! It was quiet when we went there yesterday but towards later in the afternoon, it got more and more packed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-7584533263374836190?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7584533263374836190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=7584533263374836190' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/7584533263374836190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/7584533263374836190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/has-anyone-had-chance-to-pop-into-this.html' title='Big Fashion Sale.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEkHe9iZ3bI/AAAAAAAAAwM/GV4ZRfFS9Ek/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-1139806052363728737</id><published>2010-07-23T12:54:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T23:28:45.740+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Cheesecake galore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEkFlSFSSaI/AAAAAAAAAv8/ksA0R-xGbrk/s1600/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496930958249707938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEkFlSFSSaI/AAAAAAAAAv8/ksA0R-xGbrk/s400/088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So cheesecake is my favourite type of cake. Ever. Nothing comes close. I finally got one of those spring tin pan things and decided to make one. Trawled through many recipes and finally settled on this &lt;a href="http://www.bakersroyale.com/cheesecake/oreo-cookies-and-cream-no-bake-cheesecake/"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt;, a cookies and cream cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are ever going to attempt cheesecake, I think this is a pretty good start. Super easy and doesn't even involve any baking, just freezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEkF0lT4fPI/AAAAAAAAAwE/znwfI-_qUoI/s1600/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496931221109243122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEkF0lT4fPI/AAAAAAAAAwE/znwfI-_qUoI/s400/089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at the perfection!!! Look at it! I'm really happy that my first cheesecake ever was successful. Now you go make it! I promise, it's easy peasy. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-1139806052363728737?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1139806052363728737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=1139806052363728737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/1139806052363728737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/1139806052363728737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/cheesecake-galore.html' title='Cheesecake galore.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEkFlSFSSaI/AAAAAAAAAv8/ksA0R-xGbrk/s72-c/088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-785324834105603161</id><published>2010-07-19T11:36:00.009+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T11:55:49.784+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Melbourne.</title><content type='html'>Dear Melbourne,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEOsW7d7KQI/AAAAAAAAAu8/0zEwPYd1f-E/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEOsW7d7KQI/AAAAAAAAAu8/0zEwPYd1f-E/s400/029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495425480242440450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You are SO CLEAN. And you have these nifty old school trams instead of busses! And your weather is perfect for dressing up like an onion (in many layers). I am incredibly jealous. Stop hogging the chilly air and pass some onto Sydney, please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed out on the Tim Burton exhibition - the people I was with were not interested at all in seeing it, sob sob - but I did a bunch of nifty things with my long lost cousins in Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEOth7nlW5I/AAAAAAAAAvU/w2pQAZ7C3hE/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEOth7nlW5I/AAAAAAAAAvU/w2pQAZ7C3hE/s400/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495426768773143442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEOtJVdoQ9I/AAAAAAAAAvE/epGyyIOVfDs/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEOtJVdoQ9I/AAAAAAAAAvE/epGyyIOVfDs/s400/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495426346213983186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went fishing and caught 38 fish and 30 crabs. Insanely fun, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEOvKEJYpdI/AAAAAAAAAv0/LufHaGLuq8k/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEOvKEJYpdI/AAAAAAAAAv0/LufHaGLuq8k/s400/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495428557768795602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to Dracula's, a comedy cabaret dinner thing. So much fun! You get a little ghost ride going into the theatre and the entertainment lasted all night long. I couldn't take photos of how awesome the place was because we weren't allowed cameras inside and I couldn't take photos of the building because we were late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEOt-6PSKYI/AAAAAAAAAvc/BVWFuRFexHo/s1600/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEOt-6PSKYI/AAAAAAAAAvc/BVWFuRFexHo/s400/072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495427266618993026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Completed a 1000 piece puzzle in 6.5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEOu3snRlwI/AAAAAAAAAvs/PNxtPWhZQ5w/s1600/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEOu3snRlwI/AAAAAAAAAvs/PNxtPWhZQ5w/s400/066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495428242214065922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hung out in places beside water for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEOuPLUUAhI/AAAAAAAAAvk/lmN-yU5zM0I/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEOuPLUUAhI/AAAAAAAAAvk/lmN-yU5zM0I/s400/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495427546081395218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to globalisation land/giant land/Cost Co. Blame my brother for this hideous photo, he couldn't even make sure the car decoration thing wasn't in the way! *sigh* Have you ever been here? I think I got dizzy from how enormous it was. But alas, I failed to find the elusive giant Toblerone to take a picture with. We went home with giant bags of Hershey's Kisses instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also did lots and lots of shopping. =) I would take a picture but they are currently still sitting in my bag. Yes, I have not unpacked. Should get a move on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-785324834105603161?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/785324834105603161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=785324834105603161' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/785324834105603161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/785324834105603161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/melbourne.html' title='Melbourne.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TEOsW7d7KQI/AAAAAAAAAu8/0zEwPYd1f-E/s72-c/029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-5821748863774525030</id><published>2010-07-11T18:33:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T18:35:02.437+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Please forgive me</title><content type='html'>... for I have not posted. I'm sorry, dearest beloved readers! I promise, I shall return soon! I am actually in Melbourne at the moment for a week and a half with no moment to spare for a proper blog post! Naughty, naughty me, I should've done some automatic posts or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas, we shall have to make do with this! Chat soon, give me another week! Promise. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-5821748863774525030?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5821748863774525030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=5821748863774525030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/5821748863774525030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/5821748863774525030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/07/please-forgive-me.html' title='Please forgive me'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-4872599324188711971</id><published>2010-06-28T23:14:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T23:26:35.919+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>A Challenger Appears!</title><content type='html'>Hey loyal Last Clean Thoughts followers. I'm Vanessa's boyfriend and I'm posting because I actually got jealous of the number of people she's got reading her blog, haha just kidding. You see, we used to run this blog together and it was a flustercuck of randomness until I decided to stop posting my crap about games and general geekdom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I just thought I'd pop by and say 'Hi' and thank anyone reading Last Clean Thoughts, it's awesome! I hope you are entertained reading her thoughts and otherwise crazy shenanigans. I honestly don't understand all of them though. I am but a mere man.&lt;br /&gt;Well before I go, I think I'll just leave this last photo for my sweetheart Nesscakes and hope some of you people get jealous (again, I'm just kidding)! Enjoy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.imgur.com/F9fIW.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://i.imgur.com/F9fIW.jpg" width="464" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-4872599324188711971?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4872599324188711971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=4872599324188711971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4872599324188711971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4872599324188711971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/challenger-appears.html' title='A Challenger Appears!'/><author><name>caromelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13953001882522604351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/S97ueogKNLI/AAAAAAAAAgg/llNK2IoQ-dI/S220/IMG_7.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-2106413592680476886</id><published>2010-06-28T20:09:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T20:19:11.518+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HURRAY. I AM FREE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TCh1Fw8e0kI/AAAAAAAAAus/oWdLsGU49rY/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TCh1Fw8e0kI/AAAAAAAAAus/oWdLsGU49rY/s400/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487764887849325122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am so happy about the end of my exams, I am squinting! Also, my apologies for this terrible photo. My cardigan is half off etc etc etc I just thought I'd make an outfit post, because. Well, it's something I never do. (Can you tell from the aw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kward posing? I need some lessons.) Must continue browsing the &lt;a href="http://theawkwardlean.tumblr.com/"&gt;Awkward Lean&lt;/a&gt; and perfect the art of The Lean.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TCh1tH05NVI/AAAAAAAAAu0/J5ajF8VVM2s/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TCh1tH05NVI/AAAAAAAAAu0/J5ajF8VVM2s/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487765564006413650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I overdid the bows. Oh stupid camera! My bow ring looks fuzzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I suppose I have to tell you what I wore now? - Sportsgirl headband, GAP red cardigan, Alice in the Eve dress, Topshop bow tights, H&amp;amp;M shoes, Urban Outfitters bow ring, Marc Jacobs silver rings, which you can't even tell due to lack of awesome camera power.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-2106413592680476886?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2106413592680476886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=2106413592680476886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/2106413592680476886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/2106413592680476886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/freedom.html' title='Freedom.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TCh1Fw8e0kI/AAAAAAAAAus/oWdLsGU49rY/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-4068521372091771045</id><published>2010-06-21T19:57:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T20:23:36.253+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purchases'/><title type='text'>Dear Benefit lady,</title><content type='html'>To the lovely sweet lady who gave me a make over at the Benefit counter in Myer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling really lousy about my exam that day so I thought I would wander in Myer to distract myself from my next impending doom aka exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stopped me just as I was leaving and offered me to try out the Benefit foundation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With such a dispirited ... spirit, I willingly sat down on that high stool, and let you rub your cold fingers all over my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what got into me, but I started making up lies about how much I loved Benefit and that I've been wanting the products you were slathering on my face for a long time. Then for no reason, I ended up buying High Beam, knowing I could've gotten it for half the price online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TB88eO3KjBI/AAAAAAAAAuk/DgCBXpdgpEc/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TB88eO3KjBI/AAAAAAAAAuk/DgCBXpdgpEc/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485169361243769874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Benefit, "I am disappoint". Your box design did not exhilarate me, the way your other products did.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I now know how Quinn in Glee felt when she slept with Puck because she felt fat that day. And like Quinn and her pregnancy, I too, am glowing as a result. Thank you, Benefit lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(To the people playing out there, this is a really nice product. I look so luminous!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-4068521372091771045?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4068521372091771045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=4068521372091771045' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4068521372091771045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4068521372091771045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/dear-benefit-lady.html' title='Dear Benefit lady,'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TB88eO3KjBI/AAAAAAAAAuk/DgCBXpdgpEc/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-6713055700049575254</id><published>2010-06-16T20:07:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T21:06:19.344+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashematics.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/TBivz0XslEI/AAAAAAAAAiM/ingDEDWRp74/s1600/plus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/TBivz0XslEI/AAAAAAAAAiM/ingDEDWRp74/s640/plus.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Blogger killed my picture. I'll make it unblurry later, kinda in a rush, studying for my last 2 exams at the moment. Anyway, here is my half hearted attempt at Fashematics! I really love this Romance is Born dress, how pretty is it! I wonder if you're really noisy when you walk around in it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for exams to finish. I'll finally be able to blog - plus, I'm going Melbourne! See you there? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;Images from Marc Jacobs website and from &lt;a href="http://www.maximillia.com/default.asp"&gt;Maximillia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-6713055700049575254?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6713055700049575254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=6713055700049575254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/6713055700049575254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/6713055700049575254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/fashematics.html' title='Fashematics.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/TBivz0XslEI/AAAAAAAAAiM/ingDEDWRp74/s72-c/plus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-6639546738235549320</id><published>2010-06-09T21:05:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T21:19:09.131+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purchases'/><title type='text'>Haircut!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TA92JOGWKnI/AAAAAAAAAtA/N31dnhrLkRQ/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TA92JOGWKnI/AAAAAAAAAtA/N31dnhrLkRQ/s400/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480729172308798066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My long hair is chopped! Back to short hair for me. From this photo, we can conclude:&lt;br /&gt;- My bathroom mirror is filthy. Bathroom mirror, please try to stay as clean as you can until my exams are finish, because I will clean you then, including your shower and bath tub counterpart.&lt;br /&gt;- I look much younger with short hair. Especially with a headband on. I am your real life Benjamin Button.&lt;br /&gt;- This has got to be my most cheesiest smile. Look how happy I am! I am happy for myself.&lt;br /&gt;- I am wearing my Lover shirt dress with a Uniqlo tee underneath. I am worried. When I went to Japan and purchased things from Uniqlo, I put it on my credit card. To this day, I have not been charged for it yet... What if I go back to Japan end of this year and the police detain me the minute I land for some ... credit card fraud thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TA92DPvIBfI/AAAAAAAAAs4/e2RNReyreZQ/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TA92DPvIBfI/AAAAAAAAAs4/e2RNReyreZQ/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480729069669058034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Must stop popping into Diva when I have the chance to buy $3 things. Ha. My favourite purchase so far is the brooch in the lower right corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TA91siRFCII/AAAAAAAAAsw/cWA9QAXwJjU/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TA91siRFCII/AAAAAAAAAsw/cWA9QAXwJjU/s400/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480728679506315394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I tried to display my headbands artfully on my desk then they ended up in this huge tangle. At the top is my newest one from Sportsgirl for $4.95. Am happy because I somehow lost my other black ribboned headband. My headband-donning-Blair-Waldorfist-journey continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blair Waldorf, how do you store your legions of headbands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you squint hard enough in the upper left corner, you will spot a Diva necklace I bought last year for $2.50. We &lt;3 Diva sales.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-6639546738235549320?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6639546738235549320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=6639546738235549320' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/6639546738235549320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/6639546738235549320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/haircut.html' title='Haircut!'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TA92JOGWKnI/AAAAAAAAAtA/N31dnhrLkRQ/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-6313137004875707058</id><published>2010-06-08T11:07:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T11:15:54.308+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Ah!</title><content type='html'>GAHHH. Exam is in 2 days and I'm not studying! jdhfjdgfhd. So what did I do instead of studying? Why, I wrapped my best friend's birthday present, of course. Though, I was supposed to give it to her last month. (I heart you, Mai! - yes, her birthday's in May.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TA2YPH7pHbI/AAAAAAAAAsY/AU9qY0UyeUs/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TA2YPH7pHbI/AAAAAAAAAsY/AU9qY0UyeUs/s400/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480203707174428082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TA2Yha1t_hI/AAAAAAAAAsg/8n9cdOQUk2k/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TA2Yha1t_hI/AAAAAAAAAsg/8n9cdOQUk2k/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480204021487500818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I actually do enjoy wrapping presents, though this is the most adventurous I have been with my wrapping skills. Haha. I'm so proud of myself, I blogged about it! - Take note of Contract Law study notes underneath! I have every intention to study...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TA2Y3pQloDI/AAAAAAAAAso/jO1DdsVQfZQ/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TA2Y3pQloDI/AAAAAAAAAso/jO1DdsVQfZQ/s400/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480204403315417138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can't tell in the other photo but it actually has pleats, too! And yes, I wrapped the present at an angle... does this make sense? Noooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the comments, everyone! And hi, followers! *waves with excitement, which slowly leads to intense panic as she looks at the clock and realises it is already 11 and she has not even started studying for the day*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-6313137004875707058?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6313137004875707058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=6313137004875707058' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/6313137004875707058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/6313137004875707058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/ah.html' title='Ah!'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TA2YPH7pHbI/AAAAAAAAAsY/AU9qY0UyeUs/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-3522384499548414342</id><published>2010-06-02T16:35:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T16:47:38.554+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><title type='text'>Last outing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TAX8eT1XZpI/AAAAAAAAAq8/L7n2jaNbDNk/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TAX8eT1XZpI/AAAAAAAAAq8/L7n2jaNbDNk/s400/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478062119416456850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, this is my last outing ever before exams. Never realised this little spot before, beside the Entertainment Centre in Sydney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TAX8S9Te2yI/AAAAAAAAAq0/x1W36GPcw-g/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TAX8S9Te2yI/AAAAAAAAAq0/x1W36GPcw-g/s400/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478061924390198050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TAX8KO8z04I/AAAAAAAAAqs/tJiOKzld0-U/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TAX8KO8z04I/AAAAAAAAAqs/tJiOKzld0-U/s400/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478061774508118914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cards hanging in that hole were for International Day of Mourning? I never knew about it, it was pretty sad reading about people who have passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TAX7_xshGzI/AAAAAAAAAqk/kccWWOqCmtQ/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TAX7_xshGzI/AAAAAAAAAqk/kccWWOqCmtQ/s400/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478061594856463154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BDG Blazer &amp;amp; cardigan, H&amp;amp;M scarf, Lover tee, Maise ring, necklace from eBay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Not a full picture today but anyway, broke out the yellow cardigan under a navy blazer. I was a cornucopia of colour (Romel is a bit iffy about me using his word and not mine - plethora.) on this dreary rainy day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-3522384499548414342?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3522384499548414342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=3522384499548414342' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/3522384499548414342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/3522384499548414342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/06/last-outing.html' title='Last outing.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TAX8eT1XZpI/AAAAAAAAAq8/L7n2jaNbDNk/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-1714525742877738224</id><published>2010-05-30T17:58:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T18:07:57.311+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Flora by Gucci</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TAIa5A7j2UI/AAAAAAAAAqM/G3cL0nPq65M/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TAIa5A7j2UI/AAAAAAAAAqM/G3cL0nPq65M/s400/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476969663640623426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, lookie lookie, well what do we have here? Pretty Flora by Gucci perfume, I see. (How pretty is the box! I was all =0 when I first opened it. Damn you, Gucci, you really know how to give an experience, even if it's just through your perfume...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TAIbCVxtgPI/AAAAAAAAAqU/eaB-fABuOxo/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TAIbCVxtgPI/AAAAAAAAAqU/eaB-fABuOxo/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476969823855280370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The rest of the perfume family are a bit intimidated by Flora at first. They hesitantly approach her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TAIbNkYbGNI/AAAAAAAAAqc/q1kxCYBWk-Q/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TAIbNkYbGNI/AAAAAAAAAqc/q1kxCYBWk-Q/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476970016754309330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But alas! Like me, they could not help but ohhh and ahhh over her hexagon-ness. Now all is well in the perfume family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear lady at Myer, why thank you for the samples! I know every purchase comes with samples, but it's so thrilling! Exciting! Oh, dear blog, I am sorry for not posting in a while, exams are murdering my brain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-1714525742877738224?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1714525742877738224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=1714525742877738224' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/1714525742877738224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/1714525742877738224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-lookie-lookie-well-what-do-we-have.html' title='Flora by Gucci'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/TAIa5A7j2UI/AAAAAAAAAqM/G3cL0nPq65M/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-5127054823260593125</id><published>2010-05-22T22:10:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T22:23:04.710+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><title type='text'>Button it.</title><content type='html'>Been wanting to get a nice buttoned up shirt. Am tired of searching for the perfect blue and white pinstriped button up with a white collar. Seriously, how hard is it to find!? In the meantime, I'm crushing on these quirky pieces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_fLcdbGSBI/AAAAAAAAAqE/qf04QyMpWfE/s1600/senada.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_fLcdbGSBI/AAAAAAAAAqE/qf04QyMpWfE/s400/senada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474067561887189010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Senada Theory winged blouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_fKdI_ZPTI/AAAAAAAAAp0/7wuNtZFRbDE/s1600/27names.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 356px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_fKdI_ZPTI/AAAAAAAAAp0/7wuNtZFRbDE/s400/27names.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474066474070523186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Twentysevennames two tone Patti shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_fLVX6Lo4I/AAAAAAAAAp8/1f0uRolV6Ew/s1600/topshop+kate+moss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_fLVX6Lo4I/AAAAAAAAAp8/1f0uRolV6Ew/s400/topshop+kate+moss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474067440147866498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kate Moss for Topshop lace stripe shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_fKIQCHYvI/AAAAAAAAApk/sPKuUuFZEdY/s1600/arnsdorf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_fKIQCHYvI/AAAAAAAAApk/sPKuUuFZEdY/s400/arnsdorf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474066115183731442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Arnsdorf for Sportsgirl cotton pocket shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-5127054823260593125?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5127054823260593125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=5127054823260593125' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/5127054823260593125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/5127054823260593125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/button-it.html' title='Button it.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_fLcdbGSBI/AAAAAAAAAqE/qf04QyMpWfE/s72-c/senada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-8153722366051709013</id><published>2010-05-19T20:54:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T21:12:23.987+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purchases'/><title type='text'>Lula Magazine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_PDiLz2uQI/AAAAAAAAApE/-PR0Apav5rg/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_PDiLz2uQI/AAAAAAAAApE/-PR0Apav5rg/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472932964238539010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So out of boredom, waiting for my brother to pick me up, I went into a nearby newsagency. Lo and behold! There was one last copy left of Lula magazine (somewhat battered but can't complain) for $14.95? I saw it in Borders for $30+ before! So people, how much is your copy of Lula at your local newsagency? I thought there was a set price for magazines? (And very sorry for the feral chipped nail polish in the photo, will remove after this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_PEQtv1R0I/AAAAAAAAApM/C5_l0p7LzxU/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_PEQtv1R0I/AAAAAAAAApM/C5_l0p7LzxU/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472933763622455106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have perfected the art of stripe on stripe on stripe on stripe... I really am feral at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_PFXPwB94I/AAAAAAAAApU/BLt41OFEO7A/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_PFXPwB94I/AAAAAAAAApU/BLt41OFEO7A/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472934975340935042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, back to Lula. There were different covers for this 10th issue, each one featured a designer's take on a character from Strawberry Shortcake. I kinda wish I got the Blueberry Muffin one by Cacharel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_PGDmGYQuI/AAAAAAAAApc/ks1gqE5S1iA/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_PGDmGYQuI/AAAAAAAAApc/ks1gqE5S1iA/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472935737254494946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've only skimmed through the magazine so far, but loved the interview with Yayoi Kusama. She is an amazing Japanese artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Does anyone know where I can get something similar to this &lt;a href="http://ny-image0.etsy.com/il_fullxfull.145262336.jpg"&gt;ring&lt;/a&gt; in Australia?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-8153722366051709013?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8153722366051709013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=8153722366051709013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8153722366051709013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8153722366051709013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/lula-magazine.html' title='Lula Magazine.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_PDiLz2uQI/AAAAAAAAApE/-PR0Apav5rg/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-4849669049007134566</id><published>2010-05-18T16:00:00.008+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T16:11:19.089+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Food in recent days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_ItcKu18qI/AAAAAAAAAnI/wWLe4KSZNM0/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_ItcKu18qI/AAAAAAAAAnI/wWLe4KSZNM0/s400/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472486459148989090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Because I feel bad about the lack of outfit posting, here is food to fill your hunger instead. Ha. We went to Pancakes on the Rocks, after eating home made sandwiches at a little park where birds actually tried to peck at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_ItV8bUJUI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Lt2h8UjlYOg/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_ItV8bUJUI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Lt2h8UjlYOg/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472486352229770562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't remember the name, but something to do with walnuts. I wouldn't really recommended this. There's a whole heap of walnuts which are dry, and it kinda... makes the rest of the meal pretty bland. They've got better, believe me, but this dish is probably not one of their best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_ItK86WJWI/AAAAAAAAAm4/zZrPNoN3q3I/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_ItK86WJWI/AAAAAAAAAm4/zZrPNoN3q3I/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472486163381364066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You gotta walk around UTS a fair bit to find this place (Thai Cook Park). It is hella cheap, dishes start around $6.50 for basic vegetables, I believe. Meat like beef, chicken, etc are at $7.50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_ItENhLR1I/AAAAAAAAAmw/HGsH48WBQM4/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_ItENhLR1I/AAAAAAAAAmw/HGsH48WBQM4/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472486047580112722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got the Pad Thai, which I have never had before. I don't even believe I've ever had Thai before. At all. So, please tell me, is Pad Thai supposed to taste tomato ketchup-ey? Because this just tasted like noodles with sweet tomato sauce... *thinks of price thinks of price* it wasn't that bad, I guess. Enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. A thank you to Romel's revolutionary layout-ting skills. Really. Love the addition of the "hot ass boyfriend" at the top, Rom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-4849669049007134566?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4849669049007134566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=4849669049007134566' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4849669049007134566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4849669049007134566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/food-in-recent-days.html' title='Food in recent days.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_ItcKu18qI/AAAAAAAAAnI/wWLe4KSZNM0/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-2623124960227934587</id><published>2010-05-18T15:50:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T16:00:06.221+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purchases'/><title type='text'>Behold.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_Iq06KPXnI/AAAAAAAAAmg/sJI1Q2OimJE/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_Iq06KPXnI/AAAAAAAAAmg/sJI1Q2OimJE/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472483585662344818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The package of today! Has any one ordered from Urban Outfitters before? Did you, too, get a pizza box in your mailbox? Well, nothing in it was for me anyway, the one thing I got is on backorder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_IrnMciGoI/AAAAAAAAAmo/He-NO0I6Vto/s1600/sailor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_IrnMciGoI/AAAAAAAAAmo/He-NO0I6Vto/s400/sailor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472484449564367490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Never mind the fact that it is now on sale for $10 when I paid the FULL PRICE. *shoppingrageragerage*. Note to self - Much like Sportsgirl, will never wander in any other section other then sale section from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I quite enjoy taking photos of my packages. Might make this a regular thing, seeing as shopping in real life is almost nonexistant for me/I live in the bushes and am very far from anything decent/I can get it cheaper online one way or another.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-2623124960227934587?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2623124960227934587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=2623124960227934587' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/2623124960227934587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/2623124960227934587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/behold.html' title='Behold.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S_Iq06KPXnI/AAAAAAAAAmg/sJI1Q2OimJE/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-228208451965208424</id><published>2010-05-11T23:38:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T23:40:35.311+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Mind blown.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.imgur.com/QZZ00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://i.imgur.com/QZZ00.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I stumbled upon this at PostSecret - DID YOU KNOW THERE'S A BEAR IN THIS PICTURE?! My mind is blown. Toblerone, was this on purpose!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-228208451965208424?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/228208451965208424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=228208451965208424' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/228208451965208424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/228208451965208424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/mind-blown.html' title='Mind blown.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-4605184997430656406</id><published>2010-05-11T10:26:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T11:20:08.434+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's packages.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S-ivF-kbPyI/AAAAAAAAAjw/mxZm77HLVY4/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S-ivF-kbPyI/AAAAAAAAAjw/mxZm77HLVY4/s400/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469814264671452962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today's packages! Buyinvite and Strawberrynet! SN, as always, nice and fast. Buyinvite takes too long. It says on their site about a month and it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; take the entire month. I almost forgot they were coming. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S-iu-g57gXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/gc_I1Usgy2k/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S-iu-g57gXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/gc_I1Usgy2k/s400/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469814136449499506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From Strawberrynet, my Benefit cream shadows. I got the 2 for $20.50 something - the name of the shade is disturbing me, though. (My Date's My Brother?) How snazzy is the packaging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S-iu3Fq3dBI/AAAAAAAAAjg/XN9WNFTQ2bw/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S-iu3Fq3dBI/AAAAAAAAAjg/XN9WNFTQ2bw/s400/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469814008879477778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A nice pale shimmery pink. =) Bought them on Cynthia's recommendations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S-ikT2VA7OI/AAAAAAAAAjY/exygiPhUgrc/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S-ikT2VA7OI/AAAAAAAAAjY/exygiPhUgrc/s400/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469802408349592802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Karen Walker sunnies from Buyinvite! My brother thinks they're ugly, but I have a penchant for ugly things now! I think it's because I stopped religiously following fashion blogs. I actually got 2 pairs, but I don't like the other one - (Trixie in black with a pink lens) might resell them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now waiting for UrbanOutfitters package and eBay package consisting of my red American Apparel cape!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-4605184997430656406?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4605184997430656406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=4605184997430656406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4605184997430656406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4605184997430656406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/todays-packages.html' title='Today&apos;s packages.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S-ivF-kbPyI/AAAAAAAAAjw/mxZm77HLVY4/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-762520101456793906</id><published>2010-05-07T22:10:00.012+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T22:41:28.124+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>May brings Mai.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S-QDqOVccDI/AAAAAAAAAig/avfpQy6xuRs/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S-QDqOVccDI/AAAAAAAAAig/avfpQy6xuRs/s400/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468499871472054322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ton Ton. Japanese restaurant next to George St movies is our favourite place to eat. Lovelovelove. Romel's spicy chicken katsudon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S-QDcWBglkI/AAAAAAAAAiY/0tIlrD2F-2M/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S-QDcWBglkI/AAAAAAAAAiY/0tIlrD2F-2M/s400/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468499633017755202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good Ton Ton ramen. Yuuuuuuum. It's a little spicy, but doesn't overpower the dish. The food at this place is extraordinarily awesome, for a price range of $9 - $15ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S-QEI11kyxI/AAAAAAAAAio/E3AgA74qDDM/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S-QEI11kyxI/AAAAAAAAAio/E3AgA74qDDM/s400/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468500397471877906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Romel once teased me for taking photos of food rather then the people I am enjoying the food with. I take a photo of him today and he covers his face. He fails. Mai was present at this eating but I think she will not approve if I put her pretty face here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S-QG5uZo-_I/AAAAAAAAAjA/b1JWpen1Jeg/s1600/005+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S-QG5uZo-_I/AAAAAAAAAjA/b1JWpen1Jeg/s400/005+-+Copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468503436312509426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hence why Mai is chopped off this photo - am very sad, would like to include her but methinks she is busy at some dinner and I don't want to put her here in case her feelings get hurt. Meet my Topshop coat! Not the best photo of it, I know. I managed to buy the last 8 in the petite range from the site and saw it selling on eBay for $200+. Was almost tempted to resell for profit - BUT ALAS - my heart was fluttering over it too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S-QI_71Oc5I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/IVOZbWSXWtE/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S-QI_71Oc5I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/IVOZbWSXWtE/s400/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468505742020342674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lover shirt says hi. I think I overdid the schoolgirl thing today. It became borderline pedophile bait as some creepy old man driving past beeped like a person with tourette's swearing and did a total 180 at me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S-QIMOiA-aI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PP3NYkyq74s/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S-QIMOiA-aI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PP3NYkyq74s/s400/023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468504853686843810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Obligatory foggy against the mirror shot. Why am I wearing fake glasses like those stupid hipster girls, well tonight, I felt like obscuring my face. But I actually bought these ages ago, because one night, I raged and chopped off my fringe. I'm no hairdresser, and it obviously showed. So glasses were bought and worn to hide the hideous beast that was my uneven fringe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, 'twas a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-762520101456793906?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/762520101456793906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=762520101456793906' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/762520101456793906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/762520101456793906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/may-brings-mai.html' title='May brings Mai.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S-QDqOVccDI/AAAAAAAAAig/avfpQy6xuRs/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-8305650060965567163</id><published>2010-05-04T10:49:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T10:56:28.441+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't unsee it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S99viLF3oYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/LlikqEnOetM/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S99viLF3oYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/LlikqEnOetM/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467211105534714242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dearest Frankie magazine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a gorgeous magazine and you know it. Every 2 months, I stalk that Asian newsagency (because the Asian man serving me there is really nice and smiles big) for your wonderful magazine, because I can't be bothered to remember when you actually come out every 2 months okay we're going off topic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S99vbDACR3I/AAAAAAAAAiI/BtWQGb3UCd4/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S99vbDACR3I/AAAAAAAAAiI/BtWQGb3UCd4/s400/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467210983103678322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I mean, this was a cute photoshoot and all, having a pretty girl falling in love with a bear (nice makeup, props) but there's one thing bothering me. I can see his eyes through the eyeholes of the costume. And no matter what I can do, I can't UNSEE it. What makes it worse is it looks as if the poor guy under that costume is in immense pain. Like those poor bears you see in those WSPA? WSPCA? ads that are being forced to perform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S99vTxpB67I/AAAAAAAAAiA/3wW9SCcsPwo/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S99vTxpB67I/AAAAAAAAAiA/3wW9SCcsPwo/s400/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467210858184698802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh frankie, why didn't you use photoshop?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-8305650060965567163?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8305650060965567163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=8305650060965567163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8305650060965567163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8305650060965567163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/cant-unsee-it.html' title='Can&apos;t unsee it.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S99viLF3oYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/LlikqEnOetM/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-6929889444449062716</id><published>2010-05-03T19:21:00.011+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T19:52:39.083+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><title type='text'>A day of progress.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S96WtSsO1sI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Jgh12THHWQY/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S96WtSsO1sI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Jgh12THHWQY/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466972702530000578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like the grubby uni kid that I am, I eat McDonald's while I study. That is Romel's arm in the corner, by the way. *drools over arm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S96Wmb6koxI/AAAAAAAAAhY/ftex9q5oCmg/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S96Wmb6koxI/AAAAAAAAAhY/ftex9q5oCmg/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466972584746984210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Say hello to my Stolen Girlfriends Club tote! Been using it so much that the letters are peeling off... =( How shall we fix this? With superglue? I'd like to think that the letters are peeling in an attempt to say hi to you, dear reader!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S96Wa4v0wTI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/TUfl6dxvJBI/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S96Wa4v0wTI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/TUfl6dxvJBI/s400/027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466972386328101170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let us ohh and ahh over Romel's fantastique photography skills. Here I am, a picture of me admiring a picture! Is your mind blown over the crazy art theories that are arising? Is it? Is it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S96WQtgr6iI/AAAAAAAAAhI/--jcSjchz94/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S96WQtgr6iI/AAAAAAAAAhI/--jcSjchz94/s400/035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466972211513125410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Admire Romel's skills as he makes me pose beside this seemingly insignificant toilet sign. Can you see the symbolism? The sign symbolising equal rights for women? Such brevity and depth to this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S96Zfka7O_I/AAAAAAAAAhw/jYKs1pa8lhE/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S96Zfka7O_I/AAAAAAAAAhw/jYKs1pa8lhE/s400/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466975765305965554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cappppppeee! Haha, funnily enough, another &lt;a href="http://kisforkani.blogspot.com/2010/05/forever-new-melton-belted-cape.html"&gt;girl&lt;/a&gt; blogged about the very same cape tonight! Very pleased that I scored this on sale from Forever New.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S96WD9-u2GI/AAAAAAAAAhA/iZP1WB8WSt0/s1600/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S96WD9-u2GI/AAAAAAAAAhA/iZP1WB8WSt0/s400/037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466971992595814498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, here's the other half of this blog... except he doesn't blog anymore. So I can now talk about girly things, like clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S96Vwu3ApaI/AAAAAAAAAg4/I2qf9isVX-A/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S96Vwu3ApaI/AAAAAAAAAg4/I2qf9isVX-A/s400/039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466971662119380386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, ignore what on earth I was doing with my mouth in this photo. Thank goodness the camera is hiding the majority of it... look at my Shakuhachi dress! Scored this for dirt cheap, diiirt cheap, all because of a pen mark on the back! (Thank you, Mai for getting this, I lurve you! Oh, Romellls, I lurve you too for taking photos today!) To the person who put a tiny 1 cm pen mark on the back, thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Any one know how to remove pen marks from clothing? =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-6929889444449062716?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6929889444449062716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=6929889444449062716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/6929889444449062716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/6929889444449062716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-of-progress.html' title='A day of progress.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S96WtSsO1sI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Jgh12THHWQY/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-7882945304907015498</id><published>2010-05-02T18:37:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T18:51:44.333+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Icing queen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S906_ZL64HI/AAAAAAAAAgo/WH2NodoIntE/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S906_ZL64HI/AAAAAAAAAgo/WH2NodoIntE/s400/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466590383464702066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What's a better way to relax after several all nighters on boring law essays? Baking, of course... ha ha ha. Hm. Tried this recipe from my Frankie cookbook - the icing completely sucks though, it was so hard to spread it on the freakin cupcake. It consisted of nothing but sugar, some butter and water. So you can imagine how sweet that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S907HyNiuHI/AAAAAAAAAgw/dEnEEcnhpUI/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S907HyNiuHI/AAAAAAAAAgw/dEnEEcnhpUI/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466590527621347442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here - my horrible uneven attempt. I guess it tastes good though, I came home from work today and found out my family had eaten like 75% of that already. Oh, by the way people, meet our Corelle dishware/dinner set/things we eat off. This mofo has been dropped a bajillion times already, and yet it continues to live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we ever had some nuclear explosion, it would be right there, alongside cockroaches. Maybe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-7882945304907015498?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7882945304907015498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=7882945304907015498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/7882945304907015498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/7882945304907015498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/05/icing-queen.html' title='Icing queen.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S906_ZL64HI/AAAAAAAAAgo/WH2NodoIntE/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-7779184998141367454</id><published>2010-04-29T11:58:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T12:21:46.785+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Target catalogue!</title><content type='html'>Damnit, I know I'm procrastinating on my essay but it's hella cold in my room. Honestly feels like I'm on my deathbad. (Note to self - last year I crawled under this freakin house, through spiderwebs and sharp bitty rocks to install insulation shit for hours. Is there a difference? Helllll no. Must confront Asian father about being forced to do horrible manual labour for no reason.) Then I realised I was actually home alone. So I got the mail and surprise! Target catalogue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S9jpqUHGbrI/AAAAAAAAAgM/PUZ4XjFlJvg/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S9jpqUHGbrI/AAAAAAAAAgM/PUZ4XjFlJvg/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465375060976365234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I actually like this coat from their plus sized range... *raids pantry and starts eating to double size overnight*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S9jpilNXHrI/AAAAAAAAAgE/q48xK69Z1sc/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S9jpilNXHrI/AAAAAAAAAgE/q48xK69Z1sc/s400/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465374928127073970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, look! Cute shoes! $15! Might actually buy a pair. Need some shoes with a low heel for uni lawyering/business presentation assignment purposes. And am not willing to spend too much on shoes for that reason. So these are perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S9jpcrdV8SI/AAAAAAAAAf8/pi9jtVAbH8U/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S9jpcrdV8SI/AAAAAAAAAf8/pi9jtVAbH8U/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465374826725503266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Evil stepmother's mother's day present. Bargain! (The toblerone lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S9jpVEQvvXI/AAAAAAAAAf0/w0Pwzzvr474/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S9jpVEQvvXI/AAAAAAAAAf0/w0Pwzzvr474/s400/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465374695944600946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;30% off?! Wonder if they have Green Tea on sale. I love Green Tea! It's one of my favourite scents. Been using it since 10th grade. Holy shit that was 6 years ago. OMFG. I AM SO OLD. I actually forgot the other night that I was 20 years old. Don't laugh. My brother and I had to ask family members how old we were... I am 20. MAN that is sooo old. I thought I was still 19 for months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me, must stop by Myer and Priceline to compare prices of Gucci Flora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S9jpOcTixXI/AAAAAAAAAfs/-RZyuotDy-U/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S9jpOcTixXI/AAAAAAAAAfs/-RZyuotDy-U/s400/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465374582139700594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A heap of make up specials! How exciting, let us go! I should really stop ordering from StrawberryNet and All Wholesale Cosmetics. Am expecting 3 packages in the mail. THREE. OH WHERE OH WHERE ARE THEY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see Romel shaking his head at me. Okay, will go do essay now. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-7779184998141367454?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7779184998141367454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=7779184998141367454' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/7779184998141367454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/7779184998141367454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/04/target-catalogue.html' title='Target catalogue!'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S9jpqUHGbrI/AAAAAAAAAgM/PUZ4XjFlJvg/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-7172615844585281348</id><published>2010-04-29T11:17:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T11:25:40.481+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><title type='text'>Dear Revolve,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S9jeWcCdqnI/AAAAAAAAAfk/sWN836E5QjE/s1600/sretsis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S9jeWcCdqnI/AAAAAAAAAfk/sWN836E5QjE/s400/sretsis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465362624879110770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dearest Revolve,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write to you because I am a poor measly uni student, living on her wages from her crappy casual job (honestly, the money I earn does not equal the trauma I have received from all the creepy men who hit onto me) and would very much appreciate it if you release a 30% code again, instead of the lousy 20% code going around at the moment, so I can afford this Sretsis dress of my dreams (worn by a Megan Fox lookalike - don't tell me I'm the only one who sees it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On second thought, I have just calculated how much the dress will be with 30% off. It's still over $300 dollars. Oh fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will just survive every week, clutching my payslip every Wednesday and cry in anguish over the fact that the money will not be enough for the future counselling I will surely need from this job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-7172615844585281348?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7172615844585281348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=7172615844585281348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/7172615844585281348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/7172615844585281348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/04/dear-revolve.html' title='Dear Revolve,'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S9jeWcCdqnI/AAAAAAAAAfk/sWN836E5QjE/s72-c/sretsis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-5257622790191165527</id><published>2010-04-23T14:30:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T14:37:57.407+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purchases'/><title type='text'>Lush.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S9EitmunomI/AAAAAAAAAfc/6QTXnksuswk/s1600/honey.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S9EitmunomI/AAAAAAAAAfc/6QTXnksuswk/s400/honey.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463185989862662754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have you ever bought from Lush before? It's that really strong smelling store (in a good way, not like those shitty Cotton On shoe stores) in QVB in Sydney, that sells soap, shampoo etc that were handmade. My friend took me there the other day, (no not Mai, no love for her in this post) and after being ambushed by a billion really friendly salesgirls, I ended up buying Honey I Washed The Kids (pictured.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doubles as a soap and a... room-smeller-nicer. I've had it sitting on my desk for a week now and my room smells like delicious honey. Nomnomnom. Despite how deliciously honey it smells, DO NOT LICK IT. DON'T ASK. But it's not as tasty as it smells... (ironically I had a looksie on their website to decide upon my next soap purchase and even they warn to not lick it... ha.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-5257622790191165527?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5257622790191165527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=5257622790191165527' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/5257622790191165527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/5257622790191165527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/04/lush.html' title='Lush.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S9EitmunomI/AAAAAAAAAfc/6QTXnksuswk/s72-c/honey.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-5283859811693038381</id><published>2010-04-22T13:17:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T14:41:39.873+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purchases'/><title type='text'>Treasure hunting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S8_AHrdxb5I/AAAAAAAAAfM/vi8rJ1eA9pE/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S8_AHrdxb5I/AAAAAAAAAfM/vi8rJ1eA9pE/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462796111182917522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't deny it, treasure hunting is fun! Isn't it grand when you order something from StrawberryNet and then the postie comes knocking at your door, clutching a huge box for a little tube of lipstick? The fun part is sticking your hand into this and searching for that weird purple wrapping paper! It even comes with a purple ribbon! Woot! Seriously not being sarcastic here. I love how safe and sound my little tubes are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these days, would love to order something enormous from StrawberryNet. What happens then? Is it a BIGGER BOX? *goes crazy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are wondering what I got by the way, it was just YSL lipstick in Swirly Pink. Pink that's swirly, holy crap, I'm in! Was actually going to hold out for MAC's Girl About Town, which is a notch pinker then this but what the hey, this was on sale for $16.50. Well get there, someday, MAC, when I have become a hot shot 100K earning tax lawyer. Someday, MAC, someday. (Of course, it'll help if I actually work on those 3000 word essays, hmmm?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S8_ChJ8VT3I/AAAAAAAAAfU/ddk5Ny0HDpI/s1600/swirly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S8_ChJ8VT3I/AAAAAAAAAfU/ddk5Ny0HDpI/s400/swirly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462798747884146546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-5283859811693038381?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5283859811693038381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=5283859811693038381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/5283859811693038381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/5283859811693038381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/04/treasure-hunting.html' title='Treasure hunting.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S8_AHrdxb5I/AAAAAAAAAfM/vi8rJ1eA9pE/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-378568387807564188</id><published>2010-04-16T10:26:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T10:32:42.083+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><title type='text'>Outnet sale!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S8evV_KYHsI/AAAAAAAAAfE/mGxsMNGFXG0/s1600/1pound.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 398px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S8evV_KYHsI/AAAAAAAAAfE/mGxsMNGFXG0/s400/1pound.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460525865477086914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know about you but I'm pretty freakin' excited for this 1 pound sale at the Outnet. You have to RSVP for it, which has ended already, because the sale is on tonight! Speculation states it'll start at 5pm here in Australia but I can't focus on my constitutional law podcasts already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing you know, I'll have the shakes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really looking to getting a particular thing, the site will probably be mayhem tonight, just hoping to get &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;! Would be nice to score a pretty Chloe dress, though. Please please please let me find something I like!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-378568387807564188?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/378568387807564188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=378568387807564188' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/378568387807564188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/378568387807564188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/04/outnet-sale.html' title='Outnet sale!'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S8evV_KYHsI/AAAAAAAAAfE/mGxsMNGFXG0/s72-c/1pound.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-8636179119330453163</id><published>2010-04-16T10:24:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T10:26:01.807+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Lurve you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S8euS1eQZ1I/AAAAAAAAAe8/jEwyNIhWTHM/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S8euS1eQZ1I/AAAAAAAAAe8/jEwyNIhWTHM/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460524711824877394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I drew this ages ago on Paint haha but was procrastinating and decided to redo it onto paper. Mind you, I drew several versions at first, involving crazy purple pens and red nail polish, but in the end settled for plain and simple good ol' black and white.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-8636179119330453163?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8636179119330453163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=8636179119330453163' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8636179119330453163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8636179119330453163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/04/lurve-you_16.html' title='Lurve you.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S8euS1eQZ1I/AAAAAAAAAe8/jEwyNIhWTHM/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-4721756616406225609</id><published>2010-04-14T20:40:00.011+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T20:53:30.804+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Kitchen tales</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S8WdV_UimFI/AAAAAAAAAeo/l9tKzof4Bog/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S8WdV_UimFI/AAAAAAAAAeo/l9tKzof4Bog/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459943124356995154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Made some cupcakes recently. A bit o' honey, eggs, flour, sugar... god knows what else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S8WdOt8Gh1I/AAAAAAAAAeg/XihBXZfuTBM/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S8WdOt8Gh1I/AAAAAAAAAeg/XihBXZfuTBM/s400/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459942999432005458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In their wee li'l moulds they go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S8WdF0nJWjI/AAAAAAAAAeY/oC6vCt4Jg_c/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S8WdF0nJWjI/AAAAAAAAAeY/oC6vCt4Jg_c/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459942846604335666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my first time, hence they are all... uneven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S8Wc74rHdFI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/EAUWCxi1__M/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S8Wc74rHdFI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/EAUWCxi1__M/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459942675896038482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the end result - (cupcake) babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S8WcxuVAdtI/AAAAAAAAAeI/0EEewWEoQqU/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S8WcxuVAdtI/AAAAAAAAAeI/0EEewWEoQqU/s400/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459942501320259282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They're meant to look this fancy, but couldn't find any damn cream in the house! In the meantime, enjoy Mai's more pro skills, shown in this photo of her green tea cheesecake. (Which she made on my birthday, *teartear*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S8WcC4gA9FI/AAAAAAAAAd4/RzyPB3sOMX8/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S8WcC4gA9FI/AAAAAAAAAd4/RzyPB3sOMX8/s400/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459941696596931666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-4721756616406225609?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4721756616406225609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=4721756616406225609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4721756616406225609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4721756616406225609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/04/kitchen-tales.html' title='Kitchen tales'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S8WdV_UimFI/AAAAAAAAAeo/l9tKzof4Bog/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-8738157076864593081</id><published>2010-04-05T21:51:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T20:40:20.092+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>On a roll.</title><content type='html'>Second post of the night! Look, I know no one actually goes to this blog, aside from the random anonymous comment, but I actually find blogging of comfort to me (also great procrastination from my 3000 word essay sitting on my desk - can you tell it is of great concern to me? It is. *continues blogging*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the same day as the Almond Bar, Mai took me to the &lt;a href="http://www.boonchocolates.com.au/"&gt;Boon Chocolate&lt;/a&gt;... place? up in Darlinghurst. If you haven't gone, you really should. The owners are really lovely and good to have a chat to. And they have interesting chocolate... bklhgfkg so goooood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S7nP2d_bx1I/AAAAAAAAAc8/OqY4U4KROMY/s1600/092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S7nP2d_bx1I/AAAAAAAAAc8/OqY4U4KROMY/s400/092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456620958206642002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From (L) to (R):&lt;br /&gt;- "Pash" - passionfruit and caramel.&lt;br /&gt;- "Saigon" - milk chocolate ganache and lemongrass.&lt;br /&gt;- "Clara" - This had to be my favourite. It has a hit of calamansi (a Filipino... lime?) in it. Dear Boon, send me a lifetime supply of this, kthxs.&lt;br /&gt;- "Maddie" - milk chocolate ganache and lemon.&lt;br /&gt;- "Janne" - milk chocolate ganache with rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these days, I'd love to stay in their cafe! Like I said, you should pop in there and have a chat with the owners, they're very lovely people who make equally lovely chocolate. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-8738157076864593081?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8738157076864593081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=8738157076864593081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8738157076864593081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8738157076864593081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-roll.html' title='On a roll.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S7nP2d_bx1I/AAAAAAAAAc8/OqY4U4KROMY/s72-c/092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-7135382490483554923</id><published>2010-04-05T21:33:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T21:50:18.767+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Hurrah!</title><content type='html'>So I am not lost and dying in the middle of some desert (unless by desert you mean piles of papers of uni assignments, hurrah! We all love 3000 word essays on feminist theories, oh yes we do!), really, I just lost my camera cable and couldn't upload photos. Note to self - will not sleep on things on my bed, as said camera cable was located under bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai took me to the &lt;a href="http://www.almondbar.com.au/"&gt;Almond Bar&lt;/a&gt;. You get greeted by some really, damnit, freaking nice almonds on your table. If it wasn't a fancy place, I would ravaged them. They also have a pro waiter who pours you water into your glass in the most exquisite manner. Really, I drank my water as fast as I could just so he would return and fill it up again with that fancy... sweepy thing he does. Oh, the words escape me (and into my 3000 word essays!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh. Look. Food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S7nL-jvmd5I/AAAAAAAAAcY/ldDkC0UHoz4/s1600/086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S7nL-jvmd5I/AAAAAAAAAcY/ldDkC0UHoz4/s400/086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456616699143288722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S7nMNmC6eeI/AAAAAAAAAcg/ljmoaT0u8-E/s1600/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S7nMNmC6eeI/AAAAAAAAAcg/ljmoaT0u8-E/s400/087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456616957459200482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh damn, I just couldn't make their food look photogenic at any angle. This was I think the chef's favourite dish growing up? It's on Not Quite Nigella's blog, too, which my loving beloved Mai linked me. The mix of flavours in it was amazing oh good god, I have just lost my dignity and drooled...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S7nM-U7OFpI/AAAAAAAAAcs/amNQa2Xt6x4/s1600/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S7nM-U7OFpI/AAAAAAAAAcs/amNQa2Xt6x4/s400/088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456617794677118610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was their ... tasting platter? Pardon me, it has been a month, I think. They had 3 sets you could choose from and you could choose what dip to get. We picked the chilli hommous. The best part? The freakin potatoes. Oh bring on the carbs! And we shall also take this moment to perve on Mai's hand in the upper left corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S7nNiYyHtyI/AAAAAAAAAc0/0hjeiSfaEFQ/s1600/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S7nNiYyHtyI/AAAAAAAAAc0/0hjeiSfaEFQ/s400/090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456618414187984674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, best ice cream, hands down. This was their rosewater flavoured ice cream, if you ever go there, GET IT GET IT GET IT. Trust me, I wished I could've licked that bowl up. Mai (geeze, so much love for Mai in this post) also recently bought me some rosewater - will be busy in the kitchen soon and making some rosewater pudding. Expect a post if they are successful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-7135382490483554923?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7135382490483554923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=7135382490483554923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/7135382490483554923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/7135382490483554923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/04/hurrah.html' title='Hurrah!'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S7nL-jvmd5I/AAAAAAAAAcY/ldDkC0UHoz4/s72-c/086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-1109106526442107004</id><published>2010-03-14T23:03:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T23:30:02.470+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Stupid customers.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder what on earth goes through their mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A few weeks ago)&lt;br /&gt;Guy: So, I'm going to a club... and I need something to wear to the club tonight...&lt;br /&gt;(After sorting out the jeans and the shirt)&lt;br /&gt;Guy: So, the jeans are $30, the shirt is $15... all I need now is a belt. Look, I'm going to have to pay for this, then the entrance fee tonight to the club, then drinks at the club... and it all adds up, you know. I'd buy a belt if you give me a $10 discount...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Uhh... I really don't think I can give you a discount that big... I mean, that shirt is already 50% off...&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Like I told you, I already have plans to spend alot...&lt;br /&gt;Me: *roll eyeballs*&lt;br /&gt;(After finally settling with a 10% discount)&lt;br /&gt;Guy: So like I'm going to my friend's house straight after this, then we're heading to that club tonight, so I won't be able to get a chance to go home and drop off my old clothes and you know, I can't exactly carry them around at the club. Can I just leave them here and pick them up tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Me: If you can guarantee that you will pick it up tomorrow, because I'm not allowed to hold stuff technically.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Yeah, yeah, I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Next day)&lt;br /&gt;Guy rings: Hey, look, I'm hung over from going to the club last night, and I can't pick up my clothes today, and see, Sunday, I have work, then Monday is like my relax day, you know, I don't want to go anywhere, so can I pick them up Tuesday?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Uhh... look you really got to pick them up soon, because I'm not allowed to do this.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Don't worry, I promise Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A week later, I open the drawer and find his bag still in it with his clothes... He finally came to pick them up another week later.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Today)&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Look, I got home and opened my bag and realised my shirt was missing. See, that shirt is a West Tigers shirt, and it would cost me about $40... can you give me a new shirt or something to make up for that shirt...&lt;br /&gt;Me: *You have got to be fucking kidding me*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story cut short, my manager snapped at him for making us put it on hold in the first place, to which he responded with "I'm going down to the police station to make a report about you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear customer, do you have a brain?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-1109106526442107004?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1109106526442107004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=1109106526442107004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/1109106526442107004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/1109106526442107004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/stupid-customers.html' title='Stupid customers.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-5735000425835047023</id><published>2010-03-05T21:56:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T22:14:32.460+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><title type='text'>Sorry for the haitus.</title><content type='html'>Sorry guys! Buying textbooks for uni is doing my head in! Costs me about $300 this semester, what about yours? Eurgh. I hate Law for this very reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lover lookbook for the Harvest is out today! General consensus - very... okay. Look at the Vogue forums and most of them seem to agree. Nothing really made me wet my pants like an excited puppy - still dying over the Initiation dress from Sacred Hearts. But here are a few of my favourite happy snaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S5DmRiGMqdI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/REs9JLuq3xI/s1600-h/Harvest+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S5DmRiGMqdI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/REs9JLuq3xI/s400/Harvest+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445105138375895506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S5DmnkV00VI/AAAAAAAAAbg/OxyKfHed8-0/s1600-h/Harvest+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S5DmnkV00VI/AAAAAAAAAbg/OxyKfHed8-0/s400/Harvest+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445105516935434578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S5DmfJReAUI/AAAAAAAAAbY/M0noWloZjAs/s1600-h/Harvest+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S5DmfJReAUI/AAAAAAAAAbY/M0noWloZjAs/s400/Harvest+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445105372230451522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm really digging these shorts actually. And that blue cape thing. As for the second dress, I liked the design for it better in the Northern hemisphere collection. Does anyone have any favourite pieces with this collection? But then again, I totally didn't go for the stuff in 1+1 and I ended up with a few things from that... hm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-5735000425835047023?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5735000425835047023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=5735000425835047023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/5735000425835047023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/5735000425835047023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/03/sorry-for-haitus.html' title='Sorry for the haitus.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S5DmRiGMqdI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/REs9JLuq3xI/s72-c/Harvest+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-5953952164953609975</id><published>2010-02-15T16:49:00.011+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T17:07:25.436+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Happy 100th post!</title><content type='html'>Anyhow, I'll admit. My friends and I are cheap, tightass uni students that go searching for cheap things, or more preferably, free things. So here we were, one fine day, trawling through Church Street in Parramatta, looking for something cheap. Which is, if you ask me, quite a challenge within Church St. After multiple turns around the street and stopping at various restaurants where hopeful waitresses guide us to expensive $20-$30 menus (let me repeat - we are UNI STUDENTS), we finally found one to settle on - Elevate, a grill/bar... thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/S3jkBMNvXYI/AAAAAAAAAe8/pHvC3q25Rjk/s1600-h/IMG_1281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/S3jkBMNvXYI/AAAAAAAAAe8/pHvC3q25Rjk/s400/IMG_1281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438347259159731586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FOOD PHOTO TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/S3jiQlqzqsI/AAAAAAAAAeU/0tNJXrzvlcQ/s1600-h/IMG_1271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/S3jiQlqzqsI/AAAAAAAAAeU/0tNJXrzvlcQ/s400/IMG_1271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438345324667316930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/S3jiG978IWI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Ua7uCbEHprk/s1600-h/IMG_1270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/S3jiG978IWI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Ua7uCbEHprk/s400/IMG_1270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438345159382933858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/S3jhwfsLe4I/AAAAAAAAAeE/EvvKMN4nRQc/s1600-h/IMG_1269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/S3jhwfsLe4I/AAAAAAAAAeE/EvvKMN4nRQc/s400/IMG_1269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438344773306645378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see, food portions were decent for $10 (Romel's jumbo burger was $15). But I loved their desert the most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/S3jitpokZ6I/AAAAAAAAAec/1gk2VtRSXwo/s1600-h/IMG_1272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/S3jitpokZ6I/AAAAAAAAAec/1gk2VtRSXwo/s400/IMG_1272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438345823947876258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/S3jjLtmUMUI/AAAAAAAAAek/uilO2IX5v9c/s1600-h/IMG_1274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/S3jjLtmUMUI/AAAAAAAAAek/uilO2IX5v9c/s400/IMG_1274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438346340408242498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/S3jjlwWWmFI/AAAAAAAAAes/4vGpoAuAgbw/s1600-h/IMG_1273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/S3jjlwWWmFI/AAAAAAAAAes/4vGpoAuAgbw/s400/IMG_1273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438346787823196242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/S3jjxl48lCI/AAAAAAAAAe0/_GF0E_nZF7s/s1600-h/IMG_1275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/S3jjxl48lCI/AAAAAAAAAe0/_GF0E_nZF7s/s400/IMG_1275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438346991173932066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I would seriously love to go there just for their desert *drools Homer Simpson style* I've had a fair amount of creme brulees lately, but their's is the best one I've had so far. dkhgdfkjhgj. So freaking GOOOD. *salivates*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go wipe up all this saliva off now. Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-5953952164953609975?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5953952164953609975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=5953952164953609975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/5953952164953609975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/5953952164953609975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-100th-post.html' title='Happy 100th post!'/><author><name>caromelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13953001882522604351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/S97ueogKNLI/AAAAAAAAAgg/llNK2IoQ-dI/S220/IMG_7.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/S3jkBMNvXYI/AAAAAAAAAe8/pHvC3q25Rjk/s72-c/IMG_1281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-4681320870787722501</id><published>2010-01-23T22:54:00.015+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T23:37:29.495+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanese food stuffs.</title><content type='html'>I might as well take advantage of the fact that I am blogging and put up another post. This is dedicated to Mai. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rkE17LS_I/AAAAAAAAAVE/TT1JcwBAfw0/s1600-h/IMG_0425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rkE17LS_I/AAAAAAAAAVE/TT1JcwBAfw0/s400/IMG_0425.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429903072594447346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aeroplane food. The best part was the Weis mango bar. Man, that was awesome. I need to buy some of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rki6WD-mI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ELivplPiyzA/s1600-h/IMG_0451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rki6WD-mI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ELivplPiyzA/s400/IMG_0451.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429903589177031266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been ages and I've forgotten the names of certain foods, so I am going to assume my ass off and guess that this is donburi. I liked how most meals in Japan came with a bowl of miso soup. I used to hate miso soup but the ones I tasted in Japan was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rli9N-F1I/AAAAAAAAAVU/Pls00Wc_Qhw/s1600-h/IMG_0468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rli9N-F1I/AAAAAAAAAVU/Pls00Wc_Qhw/s400/IMG_0468.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429904689460025170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CREPES! Oh man, they had crepe stands everywhere! I loved it! I must've had one every third day! And more nicer then the crepes we have in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rmGk4KCOI/AAAAAAAAAVc/-IJBMzW0X1g/s1600-h/IMG_0491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rmGk4KCOI/AAAAAAAAAVc/-IJBMzW0X1g/s400/IMG_0491.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429905301401372898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sushi train! I loved their sushi trains there, it's so cool how you order off a touchscreen and you have a little slot to put your plates in when you finish and it counts the amount for you. And only 100 yen per plate! YUMMMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rmo4iTjuI/AAAAAAAAAVk/imJztSHDOxI/s1600-h/IMG_0497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rmo4iTjuI/AAAAAAAAAVk/imJztSHDOxI/s400/IMG_0497.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429905890793983714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was a dessert available at the sushi train we went to - it reminded me of a less sweeter version of Turkish Delight. I preferred it over TD, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rnU6HXIjI/AAAAAAAAAVs/oSYaSneAxAc/s1600-h/IMG_3391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rnU6HXIjI/AAAAAAAAAVs/oSYaSneAxAc/s400/IMG_3391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429906647132086834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then it's yakitori time! The lumpy one was chicken liver. The first time I had ever willingly eaten liver. It didn't have that mushy texture that liver usually has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1roCi-GiLI/AAAAAAAAAV0/bnCuwmvz87o/s1600-h/IMG_3393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1roCi-GiLI/AAAAAAAAAV0/bnCuwmvz87o/s400/IMG_3393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429907431193217202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't even remember what this was. I think it's just good ol' chicken meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rqRBpD1xI/AAAAAAAAAWE/hJATCpjlF0E/s1600-h/IMG_3394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rqRBpD1xI/AAAAAAAAAWE/hJATCpjlF0E/s400/IMG_3394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429909878967883538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some vegetables (asparagus, from memory) and pork on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rpFTDkLdI/AAAAAAAAAV8/TjlXrM0kXQs/s1600-h/IMG_3396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rpFTDkLdI/AAAAAAAAAV8/TjlXrM0kXQs/s400/IMG_3396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429908577972399570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So according to my cousin-in-law, this is duck egg that has been taken from the duck, before they have even laid it. Be careful with biting into it, no one had warned me and the minute I set my chompers down into it, a gooey yellow mess had erupted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rqvX6PfgI/AAAAAAAAAWM/IgwQHiJBKYE/s1600-h/IMG_3398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rqvX6PfgI/AAAAAAAAAWM/IgwQHiJBKYE/s400/IMG_3398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429910400341605890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And last but not least, the rice with beef on top. I wish I knew the proper name for it, but let us christen it as rice with beef on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rrVBWnL-I/AAAAAAAAAWU/cSjOaOs0itM/s1600-h/IMG_3423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rrVBWnL-I/AAAAAAAAAWU/cSjOaOs0itM/s400/IMG_3423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429911047121612770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ramen timmme! I don't know if it was just my cousin or it's a Japanese thing, but everytime we went for ramen, we had these as well. No clue what to call them - dim sims?... dumplings? I am so un-Asian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rsoTopeGI/AAAAAAAAAWc/FdMvZtOG0y8/s1600-h/IMG_3425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rsoTopeGI/AAAAAAAAAWc/FdMvZtOG0y8/s400/IMG_3425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429912477958240354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here we have good ol' ramen! At the first ramen place we went to, you could choose what to put in it. Note, this is my cousin in law's, hence the big beer glass. He opted for the egg, and the bamboo, it seems. I remember you could choose between extra meat, garlic ... chip things... okay, see this is why I am not a food blogger. Just enjoy the pictures, damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more food pics coming up, but should save them for another post. This is getting too long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-4681320870787722501?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4681320870787722501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=4681320870787722501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4681320870787722501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4681320870787722501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/01/japanese-food-stuffs.html' title='Japanese food stuffs.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rkE17LS_I/AAAAAAAAAVE/TT1JcwBAfw0/s72-c/IMG_0425.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-8012736635328673784</id><published>2010-01-23T22:29:00.009+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T22:54:09.910+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneysea.</title><content type='html'>Okay, haha, this is way overdue. I should really stop spending so much of my Internet time on Topshop, figuring out what to order next. I got my Hello Captain coat and my Space strap frill dress so yes, I am a happy camper. Anyhow, only a few more posts with the Japan stuff left, Romel has come back from the Philippines. I do believe it is his turn to share his adventures. In the meantime, enjoy Disneysea. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1revejW--I/AAAAAAAAAUU/tDVYrSqUjiE/s1600-h/IMG_1001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1revejW--I/AAAAAAAAAUU/tDVYrSqUjiE/s400/IMG_1001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429897207985142754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rf8mgzEGI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7mVX2uw_YUs/s1600-h/IMG_1042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rf8mgzEGI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7mVX2uw_YUs/s400/IMG_1042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429898532971810914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There isn't really much difference between Disneyland and Disneysea, it's not a themepark full of water rides. I guess instead of Cinderella's castle, you get Ariel's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rghyp9VcI/AAAAAAAAAUs/2p-PQAD2kTA/s1600-h/IMG_3963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rghyp9VcI/AAAAAAAAAUs/2p-PQAD2kTA/s400/IMG_3963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429899171886618050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ride - Indiana Jones. I got whiplash on this ride, when I quickly ducked to avoid an enormous dragon that honestly looked like it was going to bite my head off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1ridqrSKoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/o1wMlHSm1Hc/s1600-h/IMG_1038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1ridqrSKoI/AAAAAAAAAU8/o1wMlHSm1Hc/s400/IMG_1038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429901300048472706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ride - 20 000 Leagues Under The Sea. Not the stairs itself, you gotta walk down the stairs to get to it - not bad, more of a ride for kids. A bit on the slow side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rfGLJCqII/AAAAAAAAAUc/nP9HGvc7Ghc/s1600-h/IMG_1006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rfGLJCqII/AAAAAAAAAUc/nP9HGvc7Ghc/s400/IMG_1006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429897597911476354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ride - Journey to the Centre of the Earth. It's about you literally going around scenes as you reach the "centre of the earth" before it becomes a highspeed rollercoaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rhgyVqhkI/AAAAAAAAAU0/WOyLaGxWFzg/s1600-h/IMG_1037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1rhgyVqhkI/AAAAAAAAAU0/WOyLaGxWFzg/s400/IMG_1037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429900254133257794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This had to be my favourite ride - Tower of Terror. Sadly, this is my only picture of the tower, which isn't even that great, and was only taken as I was running to it, taking advantage of the fact that there was no line since people were watching the parade. I wish you could see how intricate and detailed the building was, it was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's about it. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-8012736635328673784?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8012736635328673784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=8012736635328673784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8012736635328673784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8012736635328673784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2010/01/disneysea.html' title='Disneysea.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/S1revejW--I/AAAAAAAAAUU/tDVYrSqUjiE/s72-c/IMG_1001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-1747223610469089021</id><published>2009-12-30T22:05:00.011+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T22:38:39.959+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland.</title><content type='html'>When we got to Disneyland at 11am, they had the entrance gates closed and admission tickets were sold out. No one was allowed to enter until 5pm, so we killed time by wandering at the nearby shopping center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Szs2lyj1bQI/AAAAAAAAATU/c_5ZqVYrxx4/s1600-h/IMG_0965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Szs2lyj1bQI/AAAAAAAAATU/c_5ZqVYrxx4/s400/IMG_0965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420986599325658370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hotel beside Disneyland looked like a freakin' castle. How awesome it would be to stay there for a night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Szs3jn4wPAI/AAAAAAAAATc/l5fLUcEs-5s/s1600-h/IMG_0976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Szs3jn4wPAI/AAAAAAAAATc/l5fLUcEs-5s/s400/IMG_0976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420987661612497922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to capture this beautiful sunset on the way into Disneyland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Szs1ny5vTXI/AAAAAAAAATM/gAb1A7z9jG8/s1600-h/IMG_3783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Szs1ny5vTXI/AAAAAAAAATM/gAb1A7z9jG8/s400/IMG_3783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420985534265642354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Szs4E4CcoLI/AAAAAAAAATk/JgU6u1la4SA/s1600-h/IMG_0987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Szs4E4CcoLI/AAAAAAAAATk/JgU6u1la4SA/s400/IMG_0987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420988232883806386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was too dark for me to take pictures with my camera, so here's just the few happy snaps I stole from my cousin's better camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Szs4usUxL9I/AAAAAAAAATs/PpZtn1VJKEk/s1600-h/IMG_3916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Szs4usUxL9I/AAAAAAAAATs/PpZtn1VJKEk/s400/IMG_3916.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420988951293931474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Szs5GkFVexI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Yi9M0EPbYkE/s1600-h/IMG_3799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Szs5GkFVexI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Yi9M0EPbYkE/s400/IMG_3799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420989361398577938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you look past Walt Disney and Mickey, you can see Cinderella's castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Szs5ev8BEUI/AAAAAAAAAT8/89M2Sqxz0ss/s1600-h/IMG_3900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Szs5ev8BEUI/AAAAAAAAAT8/89M2Sqxz0ss/s400/IMG_3900.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420989776897577282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dodgy photo of the castle, but I think my cousin's husband couldn't work out the camera's setting or some other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Szs6FP67F0I/AAAAAAAAAUE/StfrXrlU1AE/s1600-h/IMG_3901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Szs6FP67F0I/AAAAAAAAAUE/StfrXrlU1AE/s400/IMG_3901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420990438317954882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Only got to ride two major rides - Splash Mountain, and this one, Space Mountain. Waited 2 hours for this ride! But it was awesome! A really fast rollercoaster in the dark, I was panicking, thinking I would hit my head on rails above me or something. Even Splash Mountain was insane. You'd go through tunnels of cute fluffy bunnies singing then out of nowhere, you drop down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Szs6lzqlDaI/AAAAAAAAAUM/rBW5te1Qun8/s1600-h/IMG_3923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Szs6lzqlDaI/AAAAAAAAAUM/rBW5te1Qun8/s400/IMG_3923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420990997668892066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a tiring day, on the way to the carpark in the Disney monorail. It's freeeezing in Disneyland. Things to note:&lt;br /&gt;1. There is alot of waiting around for rides. ALOT. We're speaking 2 - 3 hours for the best rides and at least 40 minutes - 1 hour for the baby rides.&lt;br /&gt;2. Everyone was wearing the Mickey Mouse hats. I should've taken a picture of one... It's like a beanie with Mickey Mouse ears.&lt;br /&gt;3. Like 95% of girls in Japan wear heels. This continued in Disneyland. Yes. They stood for 2 - 3 hours at a time, in their heels. *groans* That's willpower. I'm more impressed then a person walking on coal.&lt;br /&gt;It's a gorgeous place though, and it's amazing how much detail they put into everything. Even though I never got to go on alot of the popular rides, it was still worth it just to see the place itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-1747223610469089021?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1747223610469089021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=1747223610469089021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/1747223610469089021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/1747223610469089021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/12/disneyland.html' title='Disneyland.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Szs2lyj1bQI/AAAAAAAAATU/c_5ZqVYrxx4/s72-c/IMG_0965.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-8509951422329725786</id><published>2009-12-28T17:10:00.014+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T17:35:37.876+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Let's be kids again.</title><content type='html'>Happy snaps of Kiddyland, a multi level toy store in Harajuku. They had every toy you could dream of, right down to a macaron maker, which would probably make Mai's heart palpitate like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzhMdemEtlI/AAAAAAAAAR8/NzFd6o7bAqs/s1600-h/IMG_0467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzhMdemEtlI/AAAAAAAAAR8/NzFd6o7bAqs/s400/IMG_0467.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420166220853065298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzhNGKP-ntI/AAAAAAAAASE/VkdlPXNXmSo/s1600-h/IMG_3300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzhNGKP-ntI/AAAAAAAAASE/VkdlPXNXmSo/s400/IMG_3300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420166919766318802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzhNZ6fywgI/AAAAAAAAASM/NjTLNOL2AbI/s1600-h/IMG_3301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzhNZ6fywgI/AAAAAAAAASM/NjTLNOL2AbI/s400/IMG_3301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420167259135066626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzhNtivXPhI/AAAAAAAAASU/-t4pK8BDMwY/s1600-h/IMG_3303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzhNtivXPhI/AAAAAAAAASU/-t4pK8BDMwY/s400/IMG_3303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420167596355304978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a few displays like this - don't be fooled, though. These things are TINNNNY. Note the finger for reference. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzhOH7JrLaI/AAAAAAAAASc/5Pm5A96zCH0/s1600-h/IMG_0462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzhOH7JrLaI/AAAAAAAAASc/5Pm5A96zCH0/s400/IMG_0462.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420168049584713122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More tiny things - it's like miniature Lego!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzhO6d5do4I/AAAAAAAAASk/QlfiJd3_ZSY/s1600-h/IMG_0465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzhO6d5do4I/AAAAAAAAASk/QlfiJd3_ZSY/s400/IMG_0465.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420168917905417090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzhPKmyGsiI/AAAAAAAAASs/7bohQZbNvDQ/s1600-h/IMG_0466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzhPKmyGsiI/AAAAAAAAASs/7bohQZbNvDQ/s400/IMG_0466.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420169195168379426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these displays... are they meant to be toys for kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzhP3z2CYbI/AAAAAAAAAS0/eZkDt4k78eU/s1600-h/IMG_3305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzhP3z2CYbI/AAAAAAAAAS0/eZkDt4k78eU/s400/IMG_3305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420169971768648114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzhQMJtPoKI/AAAAAAAAAS8/_KuGIWGS0b0/s1600-h/IMG_3307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzhQMJtPoKI/AAAAAAAAAS8/_KuGIWGS0b0/s400/IMG_3307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420170321234731170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzhQhKlwphI/AAAAAAAAATE/MfnKbmJfB28/s1600-h/IMG_0464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzhQhKlwphI/AAAAAAAAATE/MfnKbmJfB28/s400/IMG_0464.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420170682249029138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin was telling me though that because a lot of tourists come to Kiddyland, it's a little bit pricey compared to other toystores. I myself didn't buy anything except for a bunch of pens as a present for someone. Overall, it's a fun place to explore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-8509951422329725786?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8509951422329725786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=8509951422329725786' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8509951422329725786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8509951422329725786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/12/lets-be-kids-again.html' title='Let&apos;s be kids again.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzhMdemEtlI/AAAAAAAAAR8/NzFd6o7bAqs/s72-c/IMG_0467.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-4128633253594865385</id><published>2009-12-22T15:52:00.011+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T16:22:26.650+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Harajuku.</title><content type='html'>Like the fresh faced little onion that I was when I put my first step onto Narita Airport, I ventured into the depths of Harajuku. (Well, okay, on the next day, I went to Harajuku with my brother.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzBR_PHlizI/AAAAAAAAAPU/NEfHWpFD9CU/s1600-h/IMG_0448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzBR_PHlizI/AAAAAAAAAPU/NEfHWpFD9CU/s400/IMG_0448.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417920498558667570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, all you probably know about this place are the wacky dressed people. Surprisingly, on a weekday, I barely saw any, only about one every time I went there. Apparently, it's best to go on a Sunday, but I was unfortunate enough to have no opportunity of doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Takeshita Street/Dori is where we kicked off our Harajuku wanderings. I know, I look oddly squashed and more Asian then usual in the picture, you'll just have to put up with my hideous face as I can't be bothered to be as vain as other certain  *cough*bloggers*cough* and scribble over it on Paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzBTtCCFlfI/AAAAAAAAAPk/wf5k26BIsfo/s1600-h/IMG_0450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzBTtCCFlfI/AAAAAAAAAPk/wf5k26BIsfo/s400/IMG_0450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417922384831550962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further into Harajuku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzBVOIetZdI/AAAAAAAAAQY/txAPSVFlXiM/s1600-h/IMG_3290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzBVOIetZdI/AAAAAAAAAQY/txAPSVFlXiM/s400/IMG_3290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417924053009524178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How crazy is that bustle? So many people. If you are claustrophobic, Japan is definitely not the place for you. Wayyy too overcrowded at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzBU6UkjzEI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/bckzNwNyAow/s1600-h/IMG_0458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzBU6UkjzEI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/bckzNwNyAow/s400/IMG_0458.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417923712657902658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did we do there? Uhm. We shopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzBWNif0ZWI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/N_40_zdJgdQ/s1600-h/IMG_0456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzBWNif0ZWI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/N_40_zdJgdQ/s400/IMG_0456.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417925142325257570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzBVzCH0mgI/AAAAAAAAAQg/zaPcPJI_ZEM/s1600-h/IMG_3296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzBVzCH0mgI/AAAAAAAAAQg/zaPcPJI_ZEM/s400/IMG_3296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417924686958074370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha, just kidding, I didn't step into Chanel. My cousin was taking pictures of it for some reason. We also did the tourist thing and went into the famous Kiddyland but that's another post for another day. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-4128633253594865385?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4128633253594865385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=4128633253594865385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4128633253594865385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4128633253594865385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/12/harajuku.html' title='Harajuku.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SzBR_PHlizI/AAAAAAAAAPU/NEfHWpFD9CU/s72-c/IMG_0448.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-4668242943426029005</id><published>2009-12-21T02:06:00.009+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T02:16:59.767+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>I survived.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Sy4_4mGDYgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/-q_Mrsd39XY/s1600-h/IMG_0419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Sy4_4mGDYgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/-q_Mrsd39XY/s400/IMG_0419.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417337643304444418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got home safe. For some reason, the last post is showing up as done by Romel. Technically, I went to Japan! Me! *jabs finger at chest* Yes, 17 days of glorious Japan. Once I organise my pictures, I will share the adventures I got up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, Japan was amazing and after returning home, to have the lady in front of me put her seat down as LOOOOW as possible and the guy behind me have his knees right up against my back, unabling me to lower my seat, on my flight and then, as we hit Australia, to have the guy beside me swear loudly right by my ear "oh what the FUCK are we going to do nnnnaooooo" *picture bogan accent* then to go home and find my car window has been vandalised with white spray paint, it made me realise how intolerable Australia really is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-4668242943426029005?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4668242943426029005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=4668242943426029005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4668242943426029005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4668242943426029005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-survived.html' title='I survived.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Sy4_4mGDYgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/-q_Mrsd39XY/s72-c/IMG_0419.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-3167063709641757176</id><published>2009-11-30T23:39:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T02:06:11.401+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Arigatoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/SxO9vzq5-DI/AAAAAAAAAMk/nTJ8OYUEum0/s1600/japan-map-sm.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 360px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/SxO9vzq5-DI/AAAAAAAAAMk/nTJ8OYUEum0/s400/japan-map-sm.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409876206423767090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies for the lack of blogging. The last few days were mayhem as I spent most of it rushing around to buy yen, get my shots, have a last chance at saying bye to beloved people and now in these last few hours I have remaining in Australia, rushing to pack my bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to blog as much as I possibly can about my Japanese adventures. Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officially, 9 hours and 30 minutes until I board my flight!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-3167063709641757176?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3167063709641757176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=3167063709641757176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/3167063709641757176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/3167063709641757176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/arigatoo.html' title='Arigatoo!'/><author><name>caromelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13953001882522604351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/S97ueogKNLI/AAAAAAAAAgg/llNK2IoQ-dI/S220/IMG_7.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/SxO9vzq5-DI/AAAAAAAAAMk/nTJ8OYUEum0/s72-c/japan-map-sm.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-3253921544012489903</id><published>2009-11-16T16:42:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T16:46:24.489+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>What have I created?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SwDm15OLI6I/AAAAAAAAAOU/zRHymOHUBJc/s1600/scene1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 391px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SwDm15OLI6I/AAAAAAAAAOU/zRHymOHUBJc/s400/scene1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404573366412321698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SwDmxLgKV5I/AAAAAAAAAOM/NO8RGSPTdtg/s1600/scene2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 391px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SwDmxLgKV5I/AAAAAAAAAOM/NO8RGSPTdtg/s400/scene2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404573285420259218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SwDms4DhFTI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Bw595AIwbL4/s1600/scene3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 391px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SwDms4DhFTI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Bw595AIwbL4/s400/scene3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404573211480364338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SwDmpEGppfI/AAAAAAAAAN8/v25qY1MNtBo/s1600/scene4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 391px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SwDmpEGppfI/AAAAAAAAAN8/v25qY1MNtBo/s400/scene4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404573145995257330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SwDmjwAw04I/AAAAAAAAAN0/KMNlMGs4vIs/s1600/scene5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 391px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SwDmjwAw04I/AAAAAAAAAN0/KMNlMGs4vIs/s400/scene5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404573054702506882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(For my sake, pretend you are hearing the Psycho theme here...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SwDmfqxSKNI/AAAAAAAAANs/tw1zW5mokDM/s1600/scene6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 391px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SwDmfqxSKNI/AAAAAAAAANs/tw1zW5mokDM/s400/scene6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404572984575928530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-3253921544012489903?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3253921544012489903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=3253921544012489903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/3253921544012489903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/3253921544012489903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-have-i-created.html' title='What have I created?!'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SwDm15OLI6I/AAAAAAAAAOU/zRHymOHUBJc/s72-c/scene1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-875521958336603296</id><published>2009-11-10T21:21:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:30:03.348+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><title type='text'>Hi, Sretsis!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Svk_EZ04P7I/AAAAAAAAANc/FmqbnSjmEFc/s1600-h/sretsis.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Svk_EZ04P7I/AAAAAAAAANc/FmqbnSjmEFc/s400/sretsis.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402418572892323762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, Sretsis! *big enthusiastic wave* HIII! Wow, I think you're really pretty! You are soooooo pretty, can we be friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, what? You're going to set me back at least $500? Is this how much friendship costs nowadays? Will you please lower your price for my bank account's sake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No? Because to lower your price will make you a whore? You can't do me just this one favour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No? I'm the one who's supposed to break my back and work my ass off so I can get enough money for you? Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you, Sretsis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Svk_gnmDqqI/AAAAAAAAANk/LyOm_Q4x-eE/s1600-h/sretsis1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Svk_gnmDqqI/AAAAAAAAANk/LyOm_Q4x-eE/s400/sretsis1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402419057624591010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-875521958336603296?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/875521958336603296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=875521958336603296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/875521958336603296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/875521958336603296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/hi-sretsis.html' title='Hi, Sretsis!'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Svk_EZ04P7I/AAAAAAAAANc/FmqbnSjmEFc/s72-c/sretsis.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-8236596959179028331</id><published>2009-11-08T18:16:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T18:34:19.571+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>SHOCKING! SERZZLY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SvZw4QZFp_I/AAAAAAAAANU/Edu38oPYoZI/s1600-h/gemma+ward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SvZw4QZFp_I/AAAAAAAAANU/Edu38oPYoZI/s320/gemma+ward.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401628914852669426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HOLY SHIT YOU GUYYYZZZ! LIKE GEMMA WARD IS LYK TOTALLY WHALE-LIKE NAO! OMG GUYZZZ LIKE HIDE YOUR FOOD STUFFZZZZ CAUSE SHE WILL TOTALLY RAID OUR PANTRIES AND FRIDGES OMFG ITS THE END OF HUMANITY SHE WILL EAT US ALLL ALIIIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously?! Seriously!? She does NOT look fat. If this constitutes as fat, then a woman that is actually deemed obese must be Noah's Ark. It's just the fact that she's tall and wearing those clothes that I think emphasise her size. But by no means, is she fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some people say she asked for all this fat name-calling because she's a model. It's been like a million years since she last worked as a model, am I right? She's allowed to gain a few. Shame on &lt;a href="http://www.glamour.com/fashion/blogs/slaves-to-fashion/2009/01/the-skinny-model-debate-contin.html"&gt;Sunday Telegraph&lt;/a&gt; for calling her a "roll model". You are a pathetic example of journalism, anyway. I spit at your paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and completely loving people's comments about this on this &lt;a href="http://www.bryanboy.com/bryanboy_le_superstar_fab/2009/11/two-words-gemma-ward.html#more"&gt;guy's blog&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OMG, I can't believe in my eyes, what really happened to her?  Is she sick? :( She was one of the thin and delicate models but now, wow what a  drastic change."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; that she asks if Gemma Ward (who looks healthy by the way) is sick. Hilarious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-8236596959179028331?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8236596959179028331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=8236596959179028331' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8236596959179028331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8236596959179028331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/shocking-serzzly.html' title='SHOCKING! SERZZLY!'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SvZw4QZFp_I/AAAAAAAAANU/Edu38oPYoZI/s72-c/gemma+ward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-8351449463956951504</id><published>2009-11-06T22:20:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T23:07:46.320+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Customers are NOT always right.</title><content type='html'>Lady: *holds up shirt* 20! 20!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;Lady: 10 plus 10... 20!&lt;br /&gt;Me: You want the shirt for 20? [Lady nods] But it's 39.95.&lt;br /&gt;Lady: No no... 10 plus 10... 20! 20!&lt;br /&gt;Me: You can have it for 39.95.&lt;br /&gt;Lady: *grunts*&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;Old man: If I had a girlfriend, I would spoil her rotten. [Insert babble about being a caring, loving guy for 10 minutes.] Yeah, I got some puppies recently.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh, must be hard work, training them.&lt;br /&gt;Old man: Yes it is. Maybe if you had some spare time, you can help train them with me.&lt;br /&gt;Me: *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;Old man: So how about it, sweetheart?&lt;br /&gt;Me: *laughs awkwardly*&lt;br /&gt;Old man: Hm? Hm?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Here's your bag!&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;After closing...&lt;br /&gt;Customer: *pulls shutters open" Are you closed already?&lt;br /&gt;All staff: Yesss...&lt;br /&gt;Customer: *pulls shutters open even wider and walks in*&lt;br /&gt;All staff: *facepalm*&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;Guy [with his mum with him]: I want a refund on this underwear.&lt;br /&gt;Me: We don't refund underwear, unless they're still in the packaging. It's for hygienic reasons. We can't refund underwear in that condition.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: They're still fine, though.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Have you worn them?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Me: *glare and awkward silence for 30 seconds*&lt;br /&gt;Guy's mum: [After realising the damage of him saying yes] He only tried them on with underwear. Right, Tim?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, I will not refund the underwear.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;There was this lady who kept insisting that we give her a discount. For 2 x $13 shirts. Honestly?&lt;br /&gt;Lady: This is a terrible price.&lt;br /&gt;Ayesha: You don't have to buy the shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Lady: This is ridiculous service.&lt;br /&gt;Me: If you are not happy with the price, you do not have to spend your money on it.&lt;br /&gt;Lady: I work at Bubble Gum.&lt;br /&gt;... And that's relevant because?&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;Man: I want to refund this jacket. It fell apart after about five wears.&lt;br /&gt;Alex: The holes on the jacket look clean... like they've been cut with scissors.&lt;br /&gt;Man: No, the thing was the jacket already had the holes when I bought it.&lt;br /&gt;Alex: So you bought the jacket with holes in it?&lt;br /&gt;Man: Yeah... I mean, no. The jacket is terrible quality.&lt;br /&gt;Alex: I can't refund this jacket when it's obvious that you have cut it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Man: No, I told you, the jacket just fell apart itself.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;Man: I want a [random word]&lt;br /&gt;Me: A what? Can you describe it?&lt;br /&gt;Man: That thing that you wear under your jacket. On top of your shirt? With no sleeves.&lt;br /&gt;Me: A vest?&lt;br /&gt;Man: No, no, it's not a vest, it's called a west. Yes, I want a west.&lt;br /&gt;This was a man who could speak perfect English. I pointed out a vest to him and he kept insisting it was called a west.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;Customers are such dorks... just kidding, guys, you can be awesome sometimes, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-8351449463956951504?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8351449463956951504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=8351449463956951504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8351449463956951504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8351449463956951504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/11/customers-are-not-always-right.html' title='Customers are NOT always right.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-1304780919615030671</id><published>2009-10-18T14:02:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T13:24:58.243+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Roflman Begins!</title><content type='html'>Roflman. A man you do not want to mess with when he rofls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is our answer. Our saviour. Our hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/StqFztiWMdI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ThLbYWTfM_E/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 108px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/StqFztiWMdI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ThLbYWTfM_E/s320/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393770627173069266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will take us to heights unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/StqGDN6yYHI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Yy_CkCmt_Xg/s1600-h/aw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 85px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/StqGDN6yYHI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Yy_CkCmt_Xg/s320/aw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393770893563551858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will save us in odd ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SuETxJ_UKAI/AAAAAAAAANM/X_t8KPrNnMg/s1600-h/roflmanm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SuETxJ_UKAI/AAAAAAAAANM/X_t8KPrNnMg/s400/roflmanm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395615563782563842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE IS NO NEED TO FEAR. ROFLMAN IS HERE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-1304780919615030671?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1304780919615030671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=1304780919615030671' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/1304780919615030671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/1304780919615030671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/10/roflman-begins.html' title='Roflman Begins!'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/StqFztiWMdI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ThLbYWTfM_E/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-4729815794108347850</id><published>2009-10-16T21:36:00.009+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T20:31:23.671+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Disposition: A look at 500 Days of Summer.</title><content type='html'>As you've probably read in the Ness' post recently, both of us had an enjoyable day watching 500 Days of Summer and a nice lunch afterwards. I must say, I didn't really have any expectations coming into watching this despite hyping it up a long time ago. All I knew was that it was getting some solid reviews. Wow, did reality exceed my expectations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performances of Zooey Deschanel (as Summer) and Joseph Gordon-Levitt (as Tom) was incredible and totally believable. They have such great chemistry that you believe that they are so real that you pull for them throughout the movie. The story is a more 'realistic' but charming and at times hilarious look on your typical romantic comedy (or romcom in today's society) that is a pleasant change when shit like The Proposal is flooding our cinemas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standout performances aside, its the visual charisma and editing implemented in 500 days of summer that escalates this movie towards greatness. Understand when I say that this is a beautifully shot film with techniques and stylistic choices that just adds to the heart of the movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I must mention the soundtrack! Both Ness and I agreed that the musical choices in 500 Days is awesome. The songs complimented each scene well and thanks to this film I have a discovered a new song to pick me up when I am feeling down (Thank you Hall and Oates)! However there were also moments when a song choice in a scene can truly hit you hard and have you shocked for hours after. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that this film is perfect, it has its flaws for sure but I think that there was more heart and realism for it to not really matter. Ness' said it was depressingly real and yes, there were times when it stung me quite good. However there was also a real positive message to the film. One that inspired me to better myself and offered insight into the world love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ILCB_f0IIyI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ILCB_f0IIyI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-4729815794108347850?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4729815794108347850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=4729815794108347850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4729815794108347850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4729815794108347850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/10/sweet-disposition.html' title='Sweet Disposition: A look at 500 Days of Summer.'/><author><name>caromelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13953001882522604351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/S97ueogKNLI/AAAAAAAAAgg/llNK2IoQ-dI/S220/IMG_7.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-8006338092896167123</id><published>2009-10-14T20:26:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T20:47:04.740+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Watch it. Seriously.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/StWZhm1OhnI/AAAAAAAAAMs/pXGl-kGmgEQ/s1600-h/500DaysPoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 340px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/StWZhm1OhnI/AAAAAAAAAMs/pXGl-kGmgEQ/s320/500DaysPoster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392384931484567154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was a particularly lovely day. Recalling it backwards, had a crazy nap on the train, wandered around the city, ate at the Sydney Mint Cafe, which was really nice (wish I took photos of the food! =( My burger was awesome! And so was the banana bread and cinnamon cream... I would go into more detail about it, but no pictures...) and Romel and I also set off quite early to watch 500 Days of Summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure all of you have heard of this film. Now first thing straight, prior to watching this, I read a review of it in mX (the free newspapers circulating on trains) which ruined the ending for me. (SCREW YOU MX I WILL NEVER ACT UPON YOUR OPINIONS AGAIN! I mean c'mon, you thought Watchmen and District 9 and all these other great movies were just above average? What the hell? And your review on this movie was utter bullcrap.) Even though I knew the ending, this was such an amazing movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried throughout this whole goddamn thing. 30 minutes into it, I was sobbing and sniffing. You should've seen Romel's shirt. Where I craftily placed my head and dried my tears, when we walked out of the theatre, you would've thought he was lactating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie was quirky enough. But what hurts the most was that this movie was depressingly real. The characters were real. What happens feels so real. It's true when they say that the movie is a "story about love". Because it is. And oh god... I think I'm going to start tearing up now thinking about it. Frick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously guys, just go watch it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-8006338092896167123?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8006338092896167123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=8006338092896167123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8006338092896167123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8006338092896167123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/10/watch-it-seriously.html' title='Watch it. Seriously.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/StWZhm1OhnI/AAAAAAAAAMs/pXGl-kGmgEQ/s72-c/500DaysPoster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-7441428621958380927</id><published>2009-10-05T12:08:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T12:19:33.769+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><title type='text'>Ebaying is my hobby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SslHCPwAp-I/AAAAAAAAAMY/NHBH09J1Wp4/s1600-h/Sass+%26+Bide+ribbon+shift+dress+at+asoscom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 370px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SslHCPwAp-I/AAAAAAAAAMY/NHBH09J1Wp4/s400/Sass+%26+Bide+ribbon+shift+dress+at+asoscom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388916533038720994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I swear, if any of you BITCHES decide to outbid me on this, I will hunt you down and KILL YOU! I SERIOUSLY WILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this dress and I've been eyeing it for months now and I've been outbid on 2 auctions already so YES I AM RAVENOUS FOR IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the dress in action here, at 3:48 PAUSE THE BEAUTY AND GAPE AT ITS RIBBONY GOODNESS~!~!~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EO7lO-8FT64&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EO7lO-8FT64&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA I know what Romel's thinking haha he is bored to tears but anyway HEY GUYS I know he hasn't posted in a while, but he still loves you all like you were his own stuffed teddies in his bed at night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Creepy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-7441428621958380927?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7441428621958380927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=7441428621958380927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/7441428621958380927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/7441428621958380927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/10/ebaying-is-my-hobby.html' title='Ebaying is my hobby.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SslHCPwAp-I/AAAAAAAAAMY/NHBH09J1Wp4/s72-c/Sass+%26+Bide+ribbon+shift+dress+at+asoscom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-6463598825833982362</id><published>2009-09-28T20:52:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T21:09:07.374+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Sandwich!</title><content type='html'>So, I have an 800 word Marketing essay and a 2000 word essay about whether human rights should be enshrined into a Bill of Rights in Australia looming over my head, both of which are due in 3 days... you know what this means! About 1000 words typed up here in a crafty little blog post, oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having posted about sandwiches &lt;a href="http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/food-porn.html"&gt;before&lt;/a&gt;, you probably think that I'm insane about sandwiches! You could even say I'm insanewiched! Eurgh, what the eff happened to the English student in me? That was a terrible way to introduce this nifty site I found. Eurgh. Here we go, anyway. READY? IT'S &lt;a href="http://www.insanewiches.com/"&gt;INSANEWICHES&lt;/a&gt; - a site full of nifty sandwiches! Enjoy the site as I slave away, reading gibberish from my "Understanding Human Rights Violations" book and try to comprehend what the eff Bob Carr really is trying to determine about human rights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SsCZA04jwRI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/-g7XqSCCte0/s1600-h/racecar21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SsCZA04jwRI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/-g7XqSCCte0/s400/racecar21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386473393810030866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SsCY8ejVemI/AAAAAAAAAMI/KP7moJ80me8/s1600-h/wine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SsCY8ejVemI/AAAAAAAAAMI/KP7moJ80me8/s400/wine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386473319095958114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's swine and cheese, GET IT? GET IT? This made me giggle to no end! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SsCYwocZdVI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ssJOgPn2lsE/s1600-h/mousewich.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SsCYwocZdVI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ssJOgPn2lsE/s400/mousewich.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386473115592783186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-6463598825833982362?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6463598825833982362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=6463598825833982362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/6463598825833982362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/6463598825833982362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/sandwich.html' title='Sandwich!'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SsCZA04jwRI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/-g7XqSCCte0/s72-c/racecar21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-2469563498446039216</id><published>2009-09-26T22:17:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:52:36.412+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><title type='text'>Dr Marten's here, bitches.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Sr8Oc_EN5JI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Jjz_H8JsDtQ/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Sr8Oc_EN5JI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Jjz_H8JsDtQ/s400/043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386039570486650002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're not hardcore!&lt;br /&gt;(Falsetto) No, you're not hardcore&lt;br /&gt;Unless you live hardcore!&lt;br /&gt;(Falsetto) Unless you live hardcore&lt;br /&gt;...Well this was the song going through my mind when I slipped them on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my Docs yesterday! After being outbid on countless Ebay auctions, trying to haggle with many sellers and staring at them everytime I take that escalator that goes past the window of that shoe store in Parramatta, I finally got some shipped in from New York, New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debuted them last night to dinner with my mummy. Seeing as it was a cold windy night, I made the most of it and layered up (OH WINTER *SOB* WHAT WILL I DO WITHOUT MY LAYERS! MY LONG SCARFS AND JACKETS ON CARDIGANS AND COATS ON BLAZERS AND STOCKINGS *SNIFF* I'm a hysterical woman over this, I tell you!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Sr8OJtZlHmI/AAAAAAAAALw/yff6D4t5tO4/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Sr8OJtZlHmI/AAAAAAAAALw/yff6D4t5tO4/s400/041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386039239326899810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From out to in, haha - Stussy denim jacket, Cotton On cardigan (the only thing I still wear from that store, I hate that place and will NEVER EVER buy from there again! Take that, incredibly snobby staff! Your clothes and especially your shoes are UTTER CRAP ANYWAY), Sportsgirl scarf and dress. AND THEN the docs. (WHAT IS IT WITH ME AND CAPS LATELY? I'M JUST SO HYPED! HAHA.) Pardon the room, it's a complete mess, if you squint at the floor hard enough, you'd be able to see the ugly grey socks I wore to work that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear mummy's comments on the docs - "Geeze, Ness, out of all the things you wear, that is actually the one thing I really don't like."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I know the photos are shit. I'm not really an outfit posting person (obviously) and I lack the abilities to create the impression that I am incredibly famous with paparazzi snapping my every move/a photographer for a boyfriend/nice kind loving parents who will give me the monies to buy a hectic camera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-2469563498446039216?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2469563498446039216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=2469563498446039216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/2469563498446039216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/2469563498446039216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/dr-martens-here-bitches.html' title='Dr Marten&apos;s here, bitches.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Sr8Oc_EN5JI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Jjz_H8JsDtQ/s72-c/043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-4847867294389064533</id><published>2009-09-02T14:14:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T14:30:11.282+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><title type='text'>White stockings.</title><content type='html'>So, after a prolonged period of not buying a single item of clothing or accessories or what have yous, in a wild frenzy, I purchased a pair of white stockings from an Ebay seller (very kind, I must admit, despite the broken English, and they even sent me a heartfelt message and a piece of candy with my package). I was so excited, I put them on immediately and admired what I thought was my awesome fashion skills in the mirror. Then I realised,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am not white. My yellow Asian skin goes through it and it looks a bit funny.&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't have stick legs (Oh thanks, Mum, really, for passing on the no calf muscle gene to my brother instead of me.) but I can't quite decide if they make my legs look huge or not.&lt;br /&gt;3. They kind of don't really go with anything in my closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I Googled (Isla Fisher in Confessions of a Shopaholic style) "how to wear white stockings" and came across &lt;a href="http://blackstylecentral.thehlmn.com/2008/05/beyonce-and-her-white-stockings.html"&gt;a page of Beyonce Knowles wearing white stockings and people's comments on them&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some interesting ones:&lt;br /&gt;"I hate white stockings...they are only ok if it's easter &amp;amp; you're under 5 years old...lol!!!"&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe, her man like them because that is the only reason that I would imagine someone to wear white stockings."&lt;br /&gt;"oh no she won't leave them alone! Who wears those? My grandma..her style is always disappointing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, it's a website for fashion for black people. I didn't realise till I put up these comments and thought, "wow, the comments seem rather ghettofied"... *scrolls up* "oh the site is called Black Style Central.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But fear not, some one comes to the defence of white stockings and argues with Gossip Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QX1Ps9-SN_s/SUEVPkpyNnI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/Z0D376wcB6k/s400/gossip+girl+white+tights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QX1Ps9-SN_s/SUEVPkpyNnI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/Z0D376wcB6k/s400/gossip+girl+white+tights.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, yes, white stockings feature on Gossip Girl! Ah, my mind is at rest and the $7 that I squandered was really worth it. Awesome. (And you know, Blair Waldorf is majorly hot. I am happier that I am only another thousand dollars behind from looking like her.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-4847867294389064533?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4847867294389064533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=4847867294389064533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4847867294389064533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4847867294389064533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/white-stockings.html' title='White stockings.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QX1Ps9-SN_s/SUEVPkpyNnI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/Z0D376wcB6k/s72-c/gossip+girl+white+tights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-8468756136769307604</id><published>2009-08-27T20:17:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T21:49:09.130+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><title type='text'>Blog wars!</title><content type='html'>The claws are out in this year's blog wars, all can be read from &lt;a href="http://www.godammit.com/2009/08/04/blog-wars/"&gt;Sister Wolf's post&lt;/a&gt;. After reading the first few lines, I was getting ready to gear up with my intense lawyer skills (hur hur, as finessed by John at work, who has been forcing work experience kids onto me to boss around) and defend Luxirare in her honour, and even Susie. I even went as far as to type up what was pretty much an essay in the comment box before I read a few more recent comments, told myself to stop and just copied and pasted what I had into good ol' notepad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't blogged in a long while, but this somewhat interested me as to how it would turn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I find a few blogs repetitive and blah, but I'll admit, I check back on them from time to time and I always fail to move my hand just those few millimetres (I'm Australian and live on the metric system, so sue me) to that little red box on the upper right hand corner within ten seconds flat - not because I'm morbidly obese and find great difficulty in moving - but because I'm still curious as to what they have to say on "fashion". I like to hear about other people's opinions - after all, a blog is all about themselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not agree with alot of the things that most people have commented in Sister Wolf's blog post, and find that some of them were out of line - in particular, the lovely commentary on the size of Karla's (&lt;a href="http://karlascloset.blogspot.com/"&gt;Karla's Closet&lt;/a&gt;) legs. You can criticize a person for what they do, but not for what they are and I do think commenting on a person's appearance is just too harsh. A point raised within the comments was the fact that the skinny half naked girls like Rumi (&lt;a href="http://www.fashiontoast.com/"&gt;Fashion Toast&lt;/a&gt;) could possibly make girls insecure about starting their own blogs, because they would feel inferior - but after reading some of the comments within that post, I wouldn't be surprised to hear that those people are probably another reason to have a phobia of starting a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the girls who keep coming back and trying to argue with Sister Wolf and her horde of fans, I think they should know better and just pass by, have a looksie and not comment if they don't want to be ambushed. Stick to the blogs that they love and waste their typed up words there, where it will be appreciated. Just close that Firefox browser and forget it, and the same can be said for those girls who complain about popular bloggers. But what the hey, I'm typing here away now, when I could have easily just moved onto another blog to read. Let's just face it - there's not many who could simply do that. We're just a big bunch of bitches and the Internet is just a place to take it further from the playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so there it is, not nice and short, my opinion spread out on the internet, like a Playboy centrefold (or you could say, much like Miley Cyrus's and Vanessa Hudgens's constant stream of sexual photos), for everyone to see. I know, you probably didn't even bother reading all of this, but what the hey. It's been a long break between this blog and I. Welcome back to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-8468756136769307604?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8468756136769307604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=8468756136769307604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8468756136769307604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8468756136769307604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-wars.html' title='Blog wars!'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-2137406787723812570</id><published>2009-08-09T02:01:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T02:07:37.069+10:00</updated><title type='text'>09/08/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/Sn2hjbogBLI/AAAAAAAAALU/_r6AsuPYC5w/s1600-h/3275461929_ae4815786d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/Sn2hjbogBLI/AAAAAAAAALU/_r6AsuPYC5w/s400/3275461929_ae4815786d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367623960980620466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hehe, sweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-2137406787723812570?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2137406787723812570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=2137406787723812570' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/2137406787723812570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/2137406787723812570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/090809.html' title='09/08/09'/><author><name>caromelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13953001882522604351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/S97ueogKNLI/AAAAAAAAAgg/llNK2IoQ-dI/S220/IMG_7.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/Sn2hjbogBLI/AAAAAAAAALU/_r6AsuPYC5w/s72-c/3275461929_ae4815786d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-2173333464941578633</id><published>2009-08-02T14:47:00.010+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T23:49:38.523+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a lovely day.</title><content type='html'>Waking up early just to go to a 9am lecture start is definitely not my forte. Dealing with all the uni kids and corporate adults on a packed train isn't the way to spend a morning. So I didn't feel any regret at all by instead travelling to the great UWS to visit Ness for her first day at uni. What I actually like about UWS is the fact that there aren't as many people and that there's a metric nut-ton* of green grassy fields to enjoy. Case in point: The pictures taken below. It was a wonderful sunny, winters day and I'm quite happy with the two photos. They were the only photos taken aswell. 2 for 2 in awesomeness! (Hopefully Ness can come and edit this post to describe what she was wearing and all that jazz. Maybe mention how great I am as a photographer. =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/SnUbhCQ0ejI/AAAAAAAAALM/T0Xa2d5G3No/s1600-h/ABCD0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/SnUbhCQ0ejI/AAAAAAAAALM/T0Xa2d5G3No/s400/ABCD0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365224785438865970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/SnUa8mEq2UI/AAAAAAAAALE/WBeMNNlxBeo/s1600-h/ABCD0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/SnUa8mEq2UI/AAAAAAAAALE/WBeMNNlxBeo/s400/ABCD0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365224159396419906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also, you'll notice another design change for this blog. Actually what inspired the change is the picture above. I want to somehow incorporate it as a header of sorts or something lol. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE: Finally managed to conjure up a header of purr-tiful ness. Hope you guys like. Maybe I'll add myself someday lol.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*1 Metric Nut-ton = 3 and 7/16 U.S Crap-loads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-2173333464941578633?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2173333464941578633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=2173333464941578633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/2173333464941578633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/2173333464941578633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-lovely-day.html' title='Just a lovely day.'/><author><name>caromelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13953001882522604351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/S97ueogKNLI/AAAAAAAAAgg/llNK2IoQ-dI/S220/IMG_7.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/SnUbhCQ0ejI/AAAAAAAAALM/T0Xa2d5G3No/s72-c/ABCD0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-4382003237115562570</id><published>2009-07-20T00:56:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T01:43:17.490+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>It's totally work related.</title><content type='html'>Whenever Americans attempt to rehash something by another country, they normally fail to live up to the original - enter Japanese horror films to the American adaptations or even Britain's home grown brat, Lily Allen, to the manufactured Katy Perry from America (who dubbed herself as the skinnier Lily Allen. Uhm, no thanks.). I fear for the American version of Sweden's Let The Right One In.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough - I think they hit it right when they took on Britain's The Office. Jim/Pam is the greatest couple to ever grace television. They rule over any couple that could ever emerge out of our box sets. In fact, there is even a &lt;a href="http://mtt.just-once.net/"&gt;fan site&lt;/a&gt; dedicated to this coupling. Some day, when I am bothered, I will do a list of top 10 jam moments, but I want to rewatch season 4 &amp;amp; 5 first. For now, enjoy this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wl8b-nsuN6w&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;youtube video&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are also a series of office romances. Pretty sweet, I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TsKghhQ41FM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TsKghhQ41FM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uy0HNWto0UY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uy0HNWto0UY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-4382003237115562570?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4382003237115562570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=4382003237115562570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4382003237115562570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4382003237115562570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-totally-work-related.html' title='It&apos;s totally work related.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-4770558526893844889</id><published>2009-07-19T01:49:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T01:36:44.544+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Sushi Choo. YUM.</title><content type='html'>So, when my work pants got too loose and I was forced to hitch them up with a waist belt, to which Jacq exclaimed "jesus go eat something", I gorged at Sushi Choo's All You Can Eat offer, which is part of the Merivale Winter Feast. (Thanks, Mai. I love you. *wink wink*) And so, on a glorious Friday morning, our gang checked it out. (Ooooh, our gang. Don't mess with us mmm yeah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sushi was great, there wasn't too much variety sushi wise, but hey for $20, all you can eat, I'm not complaining. But must admit - didn't really like the staff that we had encountered upon, except for the waitress who got our table. (She was an absolute sweetheart who missed out on Don's magic tricks.) They were acting like they had a stick shoved up their ass way further then you could dig to China, but anyway... it's still worth it for food and the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romel tried to take photos but majorly failed due to the dark lighting. So here's some happy snaps as we went there. (I know, it's just me and him, we're that self absorbed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SmLlARutgtI/AAAAAAAAAKw/kKoF0329o6Y/s1600-h/ABCD0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SmLlARutgtI/AAAAAAAAAKw/kKoF0329o6Y/s320/ABCD0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360098299446395602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is businessman Romel, wearing my scarf and the rest courtesy of his parents. A word to describe his outfit - "sharp".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SmLmS1yt1qI/AAAAAAAAAK4/05jogYkhqkU/s1600-h/ABCD0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SmLmS1yt1qI/AAAAAAAAAK4/05jogYkhqkU/s320/ABCD0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360099717876143778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is your very own, with a blurred face. Don't panic, there isn't any creepy Japaneses horror film shit happening here. I hope you can find some solace in the  following picture. Yes, I smile creepy. That was supposed to be seductive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SmLm39aOcqI/AAAAAAAAALA/AhpuBQ6XPDk/s1600-h/ABCD0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SmLm39aOcqI/AAAAAAAAALA/AhpuBQ6XPDk/s320/ABCD0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360100355576066722" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blazer from Princess Highway. Camera necklace from Ebay. Pleated skirt from Emily The Strange. Shoes by Wittner (not pictured.) Everything else (hat + tee + scarf) from Sportsgirl. HAHA. It's lame that my whole wardrobe consists of that store. Sorry for the quality. We lacked an actual camera and resorted to phones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-4770558526893844889?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4770558526893844889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=4770558526893844889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4770558526893844889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4770558526893844889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/sushi-choo-yum.html' title='Sushi Choo. YUM.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SmLlARutgtI/AAAAAAAAAKw/kKoF0329o6Y/s72-c/ABCD0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-3079264460334275804</id><published>2009-06-28T23:35:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T00:32:34.753+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My name is:</title><content type='html'>Many people don't know the definition of my name. Some would call it strange, other would call it exotic perhaps sexy even. Though however way you may spell it, or pronounce it, there are many have differing opinions as to what my name really means. Here are few of my favourites courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/"&gt;urbandictionary.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/Skd1ZasFyHI/AAAAAAAAAIY/PVHVOBYGpT0/s1600-h/Urban+Dictionary+romel+-+Mozilla+Firefox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/Skd1ZasFyHI/AAAAAAAAAIY/PVHVOBYGpT0/s400/Urban+Dictionary+romel+-+Mozilla+Firefox.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/Skd1ZasFyHI/AAAAAAAAAIY/PVHVOBYGpT0/s400/Urban+Dictionary+romel+-+Mozilla+Firefox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352375761674553458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/Skd1ZJ4K3NI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/origfYbDZUE/s1600-h/Urban+Dictionary+romell+-+Mozilla+Firefox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/Skd1ZJ4K3NI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/origfYbDZUE/s400/Urban+Dictionary+romell+-+Mozilla+Firefox.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 113px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/Skd1ZJ4K3NI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/origfYbDZUE/s400/Urban+Dictionary+romell+-+Mozilla+Firefox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352375757161815250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/Skd1ZHTAYkI/AAAAAAAAAII/Gi7foB5zY0k/s1600-h/Urban+Dictionary+rom+-+Mozilla+Firefox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/Skd1ZHTAYkI/AAAAAAAAAII/Gi7foB5zY0k/s400/Urban+Dictionary+rom+-+Mozilla+Firefox.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 139px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/Skd1ZHTAYkI/AAAAAAAAAII/Gi7foB5zY0k/s400/Urban+Dictionary+rom+-+Mozilla+Firefox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352375756469068354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/Skd0-sN8U7I/AAAAAAAAAH4/no6Fjt_FNrI/s1600-h/Urban+Dictionary+rommel+-+Mozilla+Firefox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/Skd0-sN8U7I/AAAAAAAAAH4/no6Fjt_FNrI/s400/Urban+Dictionary+rommel+-+Mozilla+Firefox.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 95px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/Skd0-sN8U7I/AAAAAAAAAH4/no6Fjt_FNrI/s400/Urban+Dictionary+rommel+-+Mozilla+Firefox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352375302523474866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/Skd0-ojMtpI/AAAAAAAAAHw/3b4034K7Co0/s1600-h/Urban+Dictionary+rommel+-+Mozilla+Firefox_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/Skd0-ojMtpI/AAAAAAAAAHw/3b4034K7Co0/s400/Urban+Dictionary+rommel+-+Mozilla+Firefox_2.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/Skd0-ojMtpI/AAAAAAAAAHw/3b4034K7Co0/s400/Urban+Dictionary+rommel+-+Mozilla+Firefox_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352375301538887314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/Skd0-TRqNYI/AAAAAAAAAHo/0EQGugtnygM/s1600-h/Urban+Dictionary+rommel+-+Mozilla+Firefox_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/Skd0-TRqNYI/AAAAAAAAAHo/0EQGugtnygM/s400/Urban+Dictionary+rommel+-+Mozilla+Firefox_3.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/Skd0-TRqNYI/AAAAAAAAAHo/0EQGugtnygM/s400/Urban+Dictionary+rommel+-+Mozilla+Firefox_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352375295828178306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/Skd0-Ph9sqI/AAAAAAAAAHg/FSZUpvCI0Xs/s1600-h/Urban+Dictionary+rommel+-+Mozilla+Firefox_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/Skd0-Ph9sqI/AAAAAAAAAHg/FSZUpvCI0Xs/s400/Urban+Dictionary+rommel+-+Mozilla+Firefox_4.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/Skd0-Ph9sqI/AAAAAAAAAHg/FSZUpvCI0Xs/s400/Urban+Dictionary+rommel+-+Mozilla+Firefox_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352375294822822562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-3079264460334275804?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3079264460334275804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=3079264460334275804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/3079264460334275804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/3079264460334275804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-name-is.html' title='My name is:'/><author><name>caromelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13953001882522604351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/S97ueogKNLI/AAAAAAAAAgg/llNK2IoQ-dI/S220/IMG_7.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/Skd1ZasFyHI/AAAAAAAAAIY/PVHVOBYGpT0/s72-c/Urban+Dictionary+romel+-+Mozilla+Firefox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-1181363206365553540</id><published>2009-06-28T19:05:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T19:22:07.449+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><title type='text'>Oh, hi there, Lover.</title><content type='html'>So, Lover finally released their newest collection, White Moon Rising. (Oh gee, thanks for introducing this label to me, Mai. Now I have something else to cry over because I don't get any say in my stepmummy's and daddy's fat paychecks and have to slog it out for cash at work.) My eyes popped and I am turning into one excited little puppy over this top/dress/bodysuit thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Skc0mxoeWhI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1BQq61-J8xw/s1600-h/lover4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Skc0mxoeWhI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1BQq61-J8xw/s320/lover4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352304522915895826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Skc0iSoOw0I/AAAAAAAAAKM/YE2abZGIaYk/s1600-h/lover3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Skc0iSoOw0I/AAAAAAAAAKM/YE2abZGIaYk/s320/lover3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352304445873898306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Skc0WFLtEPI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3qY-4T2PZH8/s1600-h/lover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Skc0WFLtEPI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3qY-4T2PZH8/s320/lover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352304236106158322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I am still haggling for that Lover smock dress/Mink Pink knockoff. I think the fact that I have been eyeing it on the internet for months has lead to downright obsession/stalkerism. If I had a song for that dress, it would be that paparazzi song by Lady Gaga. Seriously. This is not healthy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-1181363206365553540?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1181363206365553540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=1181363206365553540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/1181363206365553540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/1181363206365553540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-hi-there-lover.html' title='Oh, hi there, Lover.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Skc0mxoeWhI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1BQq61-J8xw/s72-c/lover4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-54938464045170407</id><published>2009-06-25T22:56:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:02:03.041+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><title type='text'>The advertising campaign of Transformers 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SkN0LqZfUPI/AAAAAAAAAJs/0Nrf2ePtLd0/s1600-h/transform.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SkN0LqZfUPI/AAAAAAAAAJs/0Nrf2ePtLd0/s320/transform.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351248525954863346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, kids, unless you live in an underground tunnel filled with rabbits making sweet sweet love to get themselves out of there (err, see this &lt;a href="http://pbfcomics.com/?cid=PBF077-Bunny_Pit.jpg"&gt;visual link&lt;/a&gt; and you will understand.), you most likely have heard that Transformers 2 is currently in the movies. Also, you will most likely have heard that Megan Fox is in the movie. It's rather unavoidable, really. Listening to the radio at work, all I can hear is "TRANSFORMERS 2 IN CINEMAS NOW STARRING MEGAN FOX!" It seems as though the robots are forgotten and producers are trying to amp up the sex appeal of the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not one to be hating on Megan Fox, yeah she's pretty rah rah rah but she appears to be getting a massive ego over her new found fame (&lt;a href="http://www.cracked.com/funny-243-megan-fox/"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://comicbook.com/blog/2009/05/12/dear-megan-youre-no-scarlett/"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;, courtesy of Romel) as being the hottest girl alive, thanks to FHM and Maxim. Ah well. Such is life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-54938464045170407?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/54938464045170407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=54938464045170407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/54938464045170407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/54938464045170407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/advertising-campaign-of-transformers-2.html' title='The advertising campaign of Transformers 2.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SkN0LqZfUPI/AAAAAAAAAJs/0Nrf2ePtLd0/s72-c/transform.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-3652070264954711593</id><published>2009-06-17T21:05:00.008+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T21:34:51.320+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>The Apprentice.</title><content type='html'>No, not the TV show (sorry, wig-wearing-billionaire-with-a-wife-young-enough-to-be-his-kid fans, this is about food. You can go now.), this is about the restaurant at Tafe Ultimo. Yesterday, Romel dropped off my beloved Mai and I to this place. (Mai introduced it to me a year ago. Oh yeah, this place and me go way back. A drunken mess, being far too close to people's crotches for comfort and confusing Asians. Good times.) Food, as was last time, was great. It's a class for Tafe's Hospitality kids, so it's only $22 for a 3 course meal. Definitely worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some happy snaps but I was so in the moment and forgot to take pictures, until Mai reminded me at desert time. And yes, desert was actually the most disappointing part of the meal. (Yeah, yeah, it didn't look like much. Don't let this turn you off the place, though, the rest of the meal was GREAT. Trust me, it was GREAT.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SjjQSmrO_qI/AAAAAAAAAJU/-E69PeQl9MM/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SjjQSmrO_qI/AAAAAAAAAJU/-E69PeQl9MM/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348253575540571810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SjjQKw6VRlI/AAAAAAAAAJM/BCIwjkfjchQ/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SjjQKw6VRlI/AAAAAAAAAJM/BCIwjkfjchQ/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348253440849299026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meringue. I think it was meant to be with lemon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SjjP_nspP9I/AAAAAAAAAJE/cKhsExa8_5Y/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SjjP_nspP9I/AAAAAAAAAJE/cKhsExa8_5Y/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348253249397407698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had the creme brulee. (Insert the fancy apostrophes over the e's with your imagination.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SjjQczGrZUI/AAAAAAAAAJc/_BRsJLhL6mk/s1600-h/005.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/__q0kym0bbi4/SjjQczGrZUI/AAAAAAAAAJc/_BRsJLhL6mk/s320/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348253750675596610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And look! It's Mai! She is real! I covered her face, otherwise she will KILL me for putting it up. Absolutely KILL me. She may be tiny but this thing is lethal. It's like I could just put her in my backpack and use her as the ultimate weapon to unleash the fury. Remember the dude from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles? The massive robot thing and when it dies, this evil little brain comes out? I'm the robot thing and Mai would be the brain...  that analogy doesn't make sense, the brain was absolute crap without the robot ... never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-3652070264954711593?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3652070264954711593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=3652070264954711593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/3652070264954711593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/3652070264954711593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/apprentice.html' title='The Apprentice.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SjjQSmrO_qI/AAAAAAAAAJU/-E69PeQl9MM/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-1409374231041845459</id><published>2009-06-17T18:37:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T18:55:29.371+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><title type='text'>It's hard when you've fallen in love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SjirYzlf4VI/AAAAAAAAAI8/GslA0kGAjQA/s1600-h/lover.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SjirYzlf4VI/AAAAAAAAAI8/GslA0kGAjQA/s320/lover.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348213000155160914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lover. From the Black Rose Army collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For crying out loud, I would even take the Mink Pink knockoff. Why is it so difficult to find? Why did that idiot I won the Mink Pink version on Ebay from randomly decide not to sell it to me and ignore my emails? Why is the other girl from the Vogue forums not wanting to sell the Lover one to me for less than $260? Oh god. This is so hard. I can't deal with the rejection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-1409374231041845459?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1409374231041845459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=1409374231041845459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/1409374231041845459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/1409374231041845459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-hard-when-youve-fallen-in-love.html' title='It&apos;s hard when you&apos;ve fallen in love.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SjirYzlf4VI/AAAAAAAAAI8/GslA0kGAjQA/s72-c/lover.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-4421026034182392232</id><published>2009-06-09T01:06:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T20:53:12.829+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>It's exam time, y'all.</title><content type='html'>Been busy with exams for this coming week but I had to spare a few minutes and share this video with you. It made me smile and it's too cute for words. And yes, I made a &lt;a href="http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/those-crazy-europeans.html" target="blank"&gt;post about food animations&lt;/a&gt; before, so here's another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o1GyJpnTN1I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o1GyJpnTN1I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-4421026034182392232?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4421026034182392232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=4421026034182392232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4421026034182392232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/4421026034182392232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-exam-time-yall.html' title='It&apos;s exam time, y&apos;all.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-3709206047682950843</id><published>2009-06-03T21:00:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T18:56:45.456+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><title type='text'>Why?!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SiZYTxgcpUI/AAAAAAAAAIs/nNJQqnm-pac/s1600-h/wittner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SiZYTxgcpUI/AAAAAAAAAIs/nNJQqnm-pac/s320/wittner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343055104651863362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wittner. In the 50% off sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SiZYMGPcFJI/AAAAAAAAAIk/KJJ5vEvhhGw/s1600-h/urbanoriginal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SiZYMGPcFJI/AAAAAAAAAIk/KJJ5vEvhhGw/s320/urbanoriginal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343054972778714258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urban Original. Cheaper than the Wittner version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SiZYAF3d4NI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Dm1KdU01Q6Y/s1600-h/prada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SiZYAF3d4NI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Dm1KdU01Q6Y/s320/prada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343054766519738578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And above all, the almighty Prada. Mmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the same FREAKING SHOE. (Oh, why am I obsessing over them? Why!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I should NOT read fashion blogs. They make me want heels. I never wear heels. Because they make me taller/just as tall as Romel. And I am not wearing heels to uni/work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why the hell am I obsessing over these Margiela boots? You can't deny the cut out, surely, you CAN NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SiZZnGQoqAI/AAAAAAAAAI0/4z6CY4COxrw/s1600-h/cutouts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SiZZnGQoqAI/AAAAAAAAAI0/4z6CY4COxrw/s320/cutouts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343056536151828482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh eurgh. I made a post about shoes. I have never been this obsessed with shoes before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-3709206047682950843?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3709206047682950843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=3709206047682950843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/3709206047682950843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/3709206047682950843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/why.html' title='Why?!!!'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SiZYTxgcpUI/AAAAAAAAAIs/nNJQqnm-pac/s72-c/wittner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-8446181270373412001</id><published>2009-05-29T18:45:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T18:57:09.522+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><title type='text'>Blog Post 2: Electric Boogoolooooo.</title><content type='html'>Just dance. You've got to. Especially during an NCAA Tournament Baseball game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at UWS and I have no sound, but I couldn't help chuckling silently to this video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's some things there that I might have to try. :P&lt;br /&gt;It's pure epic and awesome combined into one. In a word, epic-some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes its good to remember that sport is about having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aazG7dMhE7I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aazG7dMhE7I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. UWS while cool, needs to upgrade their web browser. IE6 is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Internet_Explorer_6#Release_history"&gt;ancient&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.gtalbot.org/BrowserBugsSection/MSIE6Bugs/"&gt;buggy&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-srv/technology/daily/graphics/index20070104.html"&gt;insecure&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;IT kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-8446181270373412001?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8446181270373412001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=8446181270373412001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8446181270373412001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/8446181270373412001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/youve-got-to.html' title='Blog Post 2: Electric Boogoolooooo.'/><author><name>caromelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13953001882522604351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WS7o5VjuKMs/S97ueogKNLI/AAAAAAAAAgg/llNK2IoQ-dI/S220/IMG_7.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-6604261025851499868</id><published>2009-05-28T20:07:00.008+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T18:57:41.344+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Me is academic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Sh5i34A0R3I/AAAAAAAAAIU/nygH545Rfr4/s1600-h/parramatta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 82px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Sh5i34A0R3I/AAAAAAAAAIU/nygH545Rfr4/s320/parramatta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340814920176125810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Seriously, the ONLY picture I could find of my university on the website... there's more buildings then this picture lets on, I promise. It's not THAT much of a hole.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With many first year students reeling in horror after I tell them that 1) I left UTS to go to UWS and 2) I turned down two offers of Law courses from Macquarie to go to UWS, I've written up a list of reasons why UWS is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reasons why:&lt;br /&gt;1. UWS is a smaller uni - not much walking.&lt;br /&gt;2. UWS is in the middle of nowhere. No more skipping classes to go Paddy's Markets/DDR/some other random asian thing that my asian friends loved doing and I gladly obliged to dip myself into some asianness.&lt;br /&gt;3. No Jon Tyler to accuse me of "cheating" on homework.&lt;br /&gt;4. Accounting is lovelier. A common phrase in my tutorial - "now here's (insert some Accounting jargon)... but you don't need to know that!"&lt;br /&gt;5. C'mon, you can't deny it, the work is so easy.&lt;br /&gt;6. Having ACTUAL days off during the week is AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a reason why UWS is not better then UTS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Business Academic Skills.*&lt;br /&gt;Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Business Academic Skills. A class that requires little to no intelligence but five hundred million gazillion hours a week to complete ridiculous online quizzes and a 2 hour workshop, where you get to sit for two hours, socialise, get a few numbers (I kid you not, we swapped numbers) and discuss the origins of Friday the 13th. It teaches you how to paragraph and where to put your commas. From a kid who did 4 unit English in high school (that's you know, 8 HOURS WORTH OF ENGLISH CLASSES A WEEK BECAUSE I LOVED ENGLISH THAT MUCH.), this is barely a spark in the dim cave that is my academic life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-6604261025851499868?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6604261025851499868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=6604261025851499868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/6604261025851499868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/6604261025851499868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-academic.html' title='Me is academic.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Sh5i34A0R3I/AAAAAAAAAIU/nygH545Rfr4/s72-c/parramatta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-6964343687760754582</id><published>2009-05-27T21:11:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T18:57:58.234+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Procrastinating is MUCH MORE important than studying.</title><content type='html'>'Twas Mai, my lesbian lover's birthday today. (Okay, when I say that, I kid. She's not my lesbian lover, she's my BFF, Bratz style. Mmm... ) So we ventured to the Tea Room at QVB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Sh0gz1-JR9I/AAAAAAAAAIM/HpAyJa6sdKE/s1600-h/007.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/__q0kym0bbi4/Sh0gz1-JR9I/AAAAAAAAAIM/HpAyJa6sdKE/s320/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340460808164427730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the quaint afternoon tea set we got. African tea (which, after peering into the teapot, looked like mince meat to Mai) was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Sh0gp7ekyrI/AAAAAAAAAIE/lsdsc9xnZV8/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Sh0gp7ekyrI/AAAAAAAAAIE/lsdsc9xnZV8/s320/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340460637843933874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Sh0gfv_wtzI/AAAAAAAAAH8/1vymSg-0YP4/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Sh0gfv_wtzI/AAAAAAAAAH8/1vymSg-0YP4/s320/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340460462963210034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoy my fabooolous 7 mega pixel camera goodness and Mai's amateur but shows excellent promise photography skills. This was the sweet stuff by the way and the left thing on the front row WAS NOT macaroons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Sh0gW9AgLpI/AAAAAAAAAH0/HlVeQLJs5cw/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Sh0gW9AgLpI/AAAAAAAAAH0/HlVeQLJs5cw/s320/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340460311837159058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Sh0gM3WJ2CI/AAAAAAAAAHs/bmUueRy9Ca8/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Sh0gM3WJ2CI/AAAAAAAAAHs/bmUueRy9Ca8/s320/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340460138518665250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And me, photographed by Mai (duh... I mean the midget on my left knee possibly couldn't have done it.) Oh snap, I'm giving the camera the backhand. It's like "please, bitch!" So gangsta. (Mai, I didn't pick the second picture you snapped because I wasn't giving the camera enough attitude. HA.) Mmm. I'm a model in the making at 161 cm. I didn't get to snap the birthday girl because she wouldn't let me and besides, it's her birthday. Can't argue with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day, I would do an outfit post. But I do have a rather modest salary and lack Balenciaga/Chanel/YSL/Alexander Wang/Marc Jacobs stuff. (I have been reading wayyyyy too many fashion blogs...) And I am no good at thrifting. And all I provide in photos is gangsta-tude. But one day, soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of blogs, here's the food/fashion one, &lt;a href="http://www.luxirare.com/"&gt;Luxirare&lt;/a&gt;. And I'm out. Happy birthday, Mai. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-6964343687760754582?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6964343687760754582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=6964343687760754582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/6964343687760754582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/6964343687760754582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/procrastinating-is-much-more-important.html' title='Procrastinating is MUCH MORE important than studying.'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Sh0gz1-JR9I/AAAAAAAAAIM/HpAyJa6sdKE/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1098761374635749093.post-7076735289547794505</id><published>2009-05-26T10:38:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T18:58:25.183+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><title type='text'>twentysevennames</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Where the hell can I get my hands on this &lt;a href="http://www.twentysevennames.co.nz/" target="blank"&gt;shit&lt;/a&gt;? It's already sold out online! BLAH. Mmmm. So pretty. HAHA.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Shs9S--llYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/-HXaOk5LvoE/s1600-h/27names2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Shs9S--llYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/-HXaOk5LvoE/s320/27names2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339929179530302850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Shs9N9JCu8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/E4kXTFVymCw/s1600-h/27names.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Shs9N9JCu8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/E4kXTFVymCw/s320/27names.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339929093137939394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1098761374635749093-7076735289547794505?l=lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7076735289547794505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1098761374635749093&amp;postID=7076735289547794505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/7076735289547794505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1098761374635749093/posts/default/7076735289547794505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcleanthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/twentysevennames.html' title='twentysevennames'/><author><name>Vanessa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10173245454998040393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/SPnsgiurmRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8NtmlqSgjuc/S220/IMG_2910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__q0kym0bbi4/Shs9S--llYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/-HXaOk5LvoE/s72-c/27names2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
