<?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-5209396426134318313</id><updated>2011-12-10T15:23:47.730+08:00</updated><category term='maldita satin dress'/><category term='People Are People'/><category term='gladiators'/><category term='Terranova'/><category term='Ashley Olsen'/><category term='black'/><category term='CMG'/><category term='Vanille Patisserie'/><category term='guess jeans'/><category term='Ann Taylor'/><category term='Christmas dress'/><category term='white jacket'/><category term='gray'/><category term='Diane Von Furstenberg'/><category term='Nine West'/><category term='tie'/><category term='pleated skirt'/><category term='tatto heart'/><category term='red cardigan'/><category term='One Perfect LBD'/><category term='tan'/><category term='nail polish'/><category term='mustard foldable bag'/><category term='Giordano scarf'/><category term='Gap babydoll dress'/><category term='summer'/><category term='color blocking'/><category term='CMG gold heels'/><category term='fitted waistcoat'/><category term='Penshoppe shades'/><category term='platform maryjanes'/><category term='Simple Ordinary Vintage'/><category term='Carlos Santana'/><category term='brown purse'/><category term='CLN wooden sandals'/><category term='baggy clothes'/><category term='jumper skirt'/><category term='Charles and Keith'/><category term='oxford peep-toes'/><category term='Dunhill men&apos;s wear'/><category term='4UGlamour'/><category term='love/hate shirt'/><category term='pink nail color'/><category term='booties'/><category term='cabbage rose'/><category term='Ayala'/><category term='white flats'/><category term='gucci'/><category term='tartan'/><category term='basic white tee'/><category term='brown and black'/><category term='high waist pencil skirt'/><category term='plaid'/><category term='Mad Men'/><category term='Maldita'/><category term='part'/><category term='muses'/><category term='Fossil'/><category term='red wedges'/><category term='tan belt'/><category term='silk scarf'/><category term='smokey eyes'/><category term='Figlia strappy sandals'/><category term='purple'/><category term='Brooks Brothers'/><category term='Sky'/><category term='J. Crew'/><category term='stockings'/><category term='patterned dress'/><category term='So Fab polka dot wedges'/><category term='polka dot dress'/><category term='rihanna'/><category term='Chanel Flap Bag'/><category term='Promod necklace'/><category term='Promod belt'/><category term='bow'/><category term='Chace Crawford'/><category term='boyfriend jeans'/><category term='Ppl R Ppl platform MJ'/><category term='mustard'/><category term='leggings'/><category term='Bench V-neck tee'/><category term='blue belt'/><category term='plaid wrap'/><category term='Jaime King'/><category term='Skin Food'/><category term='Mags tube dress'/><category term='Victoria Beckham'/><category term='Raphaella Booz'/><category term='Promod'/><category term='Aeropostale'/><title type='text'>Overdressed Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>225</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-4328131485296355607</id><published>2010-03-20T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T11:57:00.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons To Hit The Gym</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Went out for grocery shopping last weekend wearing this. I needed something light and easy since the heat here in Cebu is just unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S535_XCmxbI/AAAAAAAABkc/t_UoSB4p3E4/s1600-h/edited+legs.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S535_XCmxbI/AAAAAAAABkc/t_UoSB4p3E4/s400/edited+legs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448785991100188082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S535-yP8rnI/AAAAAAAABkU/gKTtRCc8l9M/s1600-h/P3140342.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S535-yP8rnI/AAAAAAAABkU/gKTtRCc8l9M/s400/P3140342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448785981224038002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have easily gone to the beach to cool off but my body's just not ready for the required dress code, or lack thereof.&lt;br /&gt;Ok! So I'm fat right now. Fatter than I usually am. Urgh! I'm just so frustrated. It also doesn't help that I have been too lazy to get my arse to the gym.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I know, serves me right. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S536ISyNUFI/AAAAAAAABks/2fNj60E4LMk/s1600-h/P3150354.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S536ISyNUFI/AAAAAAAABks/2fNj60E4LMk/s400/P3150354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448786144576491602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This way oversized bag was a birthday gift I got for myself. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;LOL! Selfish much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Since it is another convertible bag (hand, shoulder and sling bag), I plan to use it for my upcoming trip to Australia.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, that's another good reason for me to hit the gym asap. So help me God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;On me: What A girl Wants lace cami, Dunhill men's shirt, Ayala bottoms, Promod bib necklace, Figlia ballet flats, Mags oversized bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-4328131485296355607?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/4328131485296355607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=4328131485296355607' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/4328131485296355607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/4328131485296355607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2010/03/reasons-to-hit-gym.html' title='Reasons To Hit The Gym'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S535_XCmxbI/AAAAAAAABkc/t_UoSB4p3E4/s72-c/edited+legs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-8398374169450053760</id><published>2010-03-18T11:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T11:57:00.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballerina Ambition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Let me get this out of the way first...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;No, I have never dreamed of becoming a ballerina. Never did it cross my mind and I don't have any plans to start on it in the near forseeable future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;There! I just really needed to clear that up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So why am I wearing a tutu? Just because it's fun. I'm even thinking of going snorkeling wearing a pink one. Wouldn't that just be fun?! But I have to buy an underwater cam for that first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I promise to post it here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S530VoGaaXI/AAAAAAAABj8/vmSbtq04JmY/s1600-h/P3130320.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S530VoGaaXI/AAAAAAAABj8/vmSbtq04JmY/s400/P3130320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448779776566913394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S530WHYmmXI/AAAAAAAABkE/eE6qq61p_JQ/s1600-h/P3150352.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S530WHYmmXI/AAAAAAAABkE/eE6qq61p_JQ/s400/P3150352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448779784964708722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I almost gave my dad a heart attack when I wore this tutu without the leggings. Poor dad. But I love him to death. Peace dad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On me: Ppl R Ppl shirt, Terranova tutu skirt, SM leggings &amp;amp; headband, Figlia ballet flats, Mango quilted bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/5209396426134318313-8398374169450053760?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/8398374169450053760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=8398374169450053760' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/8398374169450053760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/8398374169450053760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2010/03/ballerina-ambition.html' title='Ballerina Ambition'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S530VoGaaXI/AAAAAAAABj8/vmSbtq04JmY/s72-c/P3130320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-2146789629753094635</id><published>2010-03-15T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T14:56:14.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Major Bling Bling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I was feelin' like a cross between some ghetto girl and a 70's disco ball in this top. Lol.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I had major fun wearing it.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was until I realized that my sequins were shooting off twinkle-like reflections on anything it could catch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Talk about attention-grabbing wherever I go. It was pretty much equivalent to wearing a pink flashing neon sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what the heck... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;C'est la vie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S53XTO3q1KI/AAAAAAAABjc/0FXGrEgrg4Y/s1600-h/P3100291.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S53XTO3q1KI/AAAAAAAABjc/0FXGrEgrg4Y/s400/P3100291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448747849597244578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S53YDG8W4lI/AAAAAAAABj0/jg9ei-YF7k4/s1600-h/P3100295.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S53YDG8W4lI/AAAAAAAABj0/jg9ei-YF7k4/s400/P3100295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448748672103146066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Wore this while satisfying my sushi craving. Lately, I've noticed myself turning Japanese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S53XThglhxI/AAAAAAAABjs/rbXVQ_wmG1Q/s1600-h/P3100298.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S53XThglhxI/AAAAAAAABjs/rbXVQ_wmG1Q/s400/P3100298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448747854600701714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: thrifted sequined top, Urban Outfitters blazer, Mango skinnys, Chelsea footwear, random rings &amp;amp; bracelets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-2146789629753094635?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/2146789629753094635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=2146789629753094635' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2146789629753094635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2146789629753094635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2010/03/major-bling-bling.html' title='Major Bling Bling'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S53XTO3q1KI/AAAAAAAABjc/0FXGrEgrg4Y/s72-c/P3100291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-6852998755199526106</id><published>2010-03-09T10:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T11:14:58.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soda Vs. Coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S5W7iGsyIvI/AAAAAAAABjM/tqbuR4sSw3A/s1600-h/P3070251.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S5W7iGsyIvI/AAAAAAAABjM/tqbuR4sSw3A/s400/P3070251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446465518962877170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I used to be a coffee addict a few years back.&lt;br /&gt;That was before I stayed in the hospital for four days due to a stomach complication caused by endless cups of coffee I have been drinking.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess that was the end of my coffee days.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days though, there are still times when I get no sleep and I'm supposed to get to work with little energy.&lt;br /&gt;My new pick-me-up energizer? Soda! At least a liter of it.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to this sugar-loaded carbonated drink, I can still do a straight 10-hour shift without dropping dead in the middle of it.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S5W7X_k0x0I/AAAAAAAABi0/nI7n9ST9MO0/s1600-h/P3070250.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S5W7X_k0x0I/AAAAAAAABi0/nI7n9ST9MO0/s400/P3070250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446465345251755842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S5W7iq2eOOI/AAAAAAAABjU/kaEfErgKITE/s1600-h/P3070253.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S5W7iq2eOOI/AAAAAAAABjU/kaEfErgKITE/s400/P3070253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446465528667191522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway, it's summer here in the Philippines and I could kill for a glass of ice-cold water right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot? Go figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On me: dress from Ayala, random woven belt, Ppl R Ppl gladiators, F21 floppy hat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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/5209396426134318313-6852998755199526106?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/6852998755199526106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=6852998755199526106' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/6852998755199526106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/6852998755199526106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2010/03/soda-vs-coffee.html' title='Soda Vs. Coffee'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S5W7iGsyIvI/AAAAAAAABjM/tqbuR4sSw3A/s72-c/P3070251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-7035483734151202433</id><published>2010-02-25T14:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T14:35:38.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear John</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Celebrated my birthday last week and did a Ladies Night - minus the male stripper. (Though it would have been uber fun if we had one. Lol.) What we had overflowing though were loads of drinks: sangria, frozen margarita &amp;amp; vodka lemon drops. The margaritas were a hit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no sir, we're not alcoholics, sir no sir! Hahaha! What a fun night we had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S4YXzoyx1-I/AAAAAAAABis/rfY2WKByDn4/s1600-h/P2200217.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S4YXzoyx1-I/AAAAAAAABis/rfY2WKByDn4/s320/P2200217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442063375614990306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I wore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S4YXkj3B_pI/AAAAAAAABic/kJzd2L5UkSo/s1600-h/P2250244.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S4YXkj3B_pI/AAAAAAAABic/kJzd2L5UkSo/s400/P2250244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442063116592610962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S4YXabvV_4I/AAAAAAAABiE/vIJkUVBE3pQ/s1600-h/P2250245.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S4YXabvV_4I/AAAAAAAABiE/vIJkUVBE3pQ/s400/P2250245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442062942614192002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S4YXa1DszVI/AAAAAAAABiM/YQ215IaD0M0/s1600-h/P2250247.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S4YXa1DszVI/AAAAAAAABiM/YQ215IaD0M0/s400/P2250247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442062949410458962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;On another note, I can't wait to watch "Dear John". Another tearjerker movie from one of Nicholas Sparks' books. And I'm already in love with their OST - Set the Fire to the Third Bar by Snow Patrol and Martha Wainwright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qc0ODuEYp5o&amp;amp;hl=en_US&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/Qc0ODuEYp5o&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: Giordano denim jacket, bandage dress from SM Dept. Store, footwear from People Are People, random owl necklace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-7035483734151202433?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/7035483734151202433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=7035483734151202433' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/7035483734151202433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/7035483734151202433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2010/02/dear-john.html' title='Dear John'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S4YXzoyx1-I/AAAAAAAABis/rfY2WKByDn4/s72-c/P2200217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-1016244098531495884</id><published>2010-02-17T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T10:05:00.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting Summer Early</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Here's a head start to summer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss treated the entire team to this waterpark here in Cebu, Imperial Palace. I have been in the beach for two weekends in a row now and I'm simply loving my tan. It also wouldn't hurt if I had the perfect bikini bod too. But I'm not complaining. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3it1tcWzAI/AAAAAAAABhM/2ZHvnoz3rw8/s1600-h/imperial1.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3it1tcWzAI/AAAAAAAABhM/2ZHvnoz3rw8/s400/imperial1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438287688293075970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I tried my darnest to look for a floppy straw hat but can't seem to find one. It would have gone well with my summer look. I found one on F21. Now all I need to worry is how to have it shipped here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3it2dGS_PI/AAAAAAAABhk/ykPQW8-E1Rg/s1600-h/imperial5.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3it2dGS_PI/AAAAAAAABhk/ykPQW8-E1Rg/s400/imperial5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438287701085453554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3it109y1xI/AAAAAAAABhU/gdNe9Ae5ci8/s1600-h/imperial2.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3it109y1xI/AAAAAAAABhU/gdNe9Ae5ci8/s400/imperial2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438287690312374034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water slides that I was too chicken to ride. Boo for me!&lt;br /&gt;Though, their international buffet was too perfect for indulgence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3it22KllPI/AAAAAAAABhs/97lROklb0hA/s1600-h/imperial6.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3it22KllPI/AAAAAAAABhs/97lROklb0hA/s400/imperial6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438287707814335730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Beach person that I am, I simply cannot wait for summer to officially come!&lt;br /&gt;Please come very soon, pwetty pweeeaasee....!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special mention: Thanks to mah friend Prinkay for "playing" around with my photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;On me: Tropikal Relik maxi dress, Speed Control swimwear (underneath), Ann Taylor sandals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/5209396426134318313-1016244098531495884?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/1016244098531495884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=1016244098531495884' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/1016244098531495884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/1016244098531495884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2010/02/starting-summer-early.html' title='Starting Summer Early'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3it1tcWzAI/AAAAAAAABhM/2ZHvnoz3rw8/s72-c/imperial1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-636297120404160804</id><published>2010-02-17T07:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T07:30:00.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Weekend Escapade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My family and I decided to drive for hours last early November and went to Santander - the northern peak-most of Cebu. We stayed at an uncle's resort there then took a barge and crossed to a nearby island, Dumaguete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3h8bMRDvdI/AAAAAAAABgU/veMITqFxpyQ/s1600-h/san1.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3h8bMRDvdI/AAAAAAAABgU/veMITqFxpyQ/s400/san1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438233356640959954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3h8bUr3PHI/AAAAAAAABgc/q6-eGXrSqhE/s1600-h/san2.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3h8bUr3PHI/AAAAAAAABgc/q6-eGXrSqhE/s400/san2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438233358900870258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked for hours, ate their famous Sans Rival, had candlelight dinner by the beach, and fed fishes while swimming. Too bad we didn't get any photos. But it was still a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3h8bqdfEOI/AAAAAAAABgk/RQzxdxHl8bY/s1600-h/san3.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3h8bqdfEOI/AAAAAAAABgk/RQzxdxHl8bY/s400/san3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438233364746146018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Mom and Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3h8cCy51UI/AAAAAAAABgs/Yy0jV18TTmw/s1600-h/san4.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3h8cCy51UI/AAAAAAAABgs/Yy0jV18TTmw/s400/san4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438233371278431554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This is really not a fashion-related post. Just wanted to share with y'all what I have been doing during my long hiatus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Enjoy your day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5209396426134318313-636297120404160804?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/636297120404160804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=636297120404160804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/636297120404160804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/636297120404160804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2010/02/another-weekend-escapade.html' title='Another Weekend Escapade'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3h8bMRDvdI/AAAAAAAABgU/veMITqFxpyQ/s72-c/san1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-233099947855328170</id><published>2010-02-16T07:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T07:49:00.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Island Getaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I was at this Pandanon Island last October for a double birthday celebration of my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3hyKPfHBkI/AAAAAAAABfs/jLnmP6djXPA/s1600-h/beach1.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3hyKPfHBkI/AAAAAAAABfs/jLnmP6djXPA/s400/beach1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438222070331147842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The place had this long strip of sandbar which was just absolutely amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Unfortunately, I failed to take loads of photos since I was still depressed at that time because of all the weight that I gained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I know, vain much. But I just couldn't help it. I was so pathetic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3hyKrUVxyI/AAAAAAAABf8/Bsy4A7JF-d0/s1600-h/beach3.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3hyKrUVxyI/AAAAAAAABf8/Bsy4A7JF-d0/s400/beach3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438222077802170146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Breathtaking sunrise. Me and my friends rode off back home with this as our view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Weren't we just lucky?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3hyPztVLPI/AAAAAAAABgM/j9IBn2VTyB0/s1600-h/beach4.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3hyPztVLPI/AAAAAAAABgM/j9IBn2VTyB0/s400/beach4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438222165953817842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3hyKf9H5pI/AAAAAAAABf0/TffGTZQ9YxE/s1600-h/beach2.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3hyKf9H5pI/AAAAAAAABf0/TffGTZQ9YxE/s400/beach2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438222074752001682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;On me: white shorts and striped off-shoulder top from Ayala, Speed Control string bikini (underneath), random wayfarers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-233099947855328170?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/233099947855328170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=233099947855328170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/233099947855328170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/233099947855328170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2010/02/quick-island-getaway.html' title='Quick Island Getaway'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3hyKPfHBkI/AAAAAAAABfs/jLnmP6djXPA/s72-c/beach1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-7933770335531446127</id><published>2010-02-15T05:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T07:22:55.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Victorian Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I found more old photos of mine during my hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I'm featuring a very few photos from Glam Night at work last September.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to ditch the usual gown and dress and wore this ruffled top that my sis found at a thrift shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top's details and materials are just beautiful!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3htsd0cGrI/AAAAAAAABfc/S8_CBFjeBG4/s1600-h/glam2.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3htsd0cGrI/AAAAAAAABfc/S8_CBFjeBG4/s400/glam2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438217160736119474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3hty2t-vSI/AAAAAAAABfk/ooKtUHfshV0/s1600-h/glam1.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3hty2t-vSI/AAAAAAAABfk/ooKtUHfshV0/s400/glam1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438217270499130658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized that I look like I had an overdose of some tanning lotion in these photos. Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;On me: thrifted ruffles top, thrifted pencil skirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5209396426134318313-7933770335531446127?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/7933770335531446127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=7933770335531446127' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/7933770335531446127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/7933770335531446127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2010/02/old-victorian-lady.html' title='Old Victorian Lady'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3htsd0cGrI/AAAAAAAABfc/S8_CBFjeBG4/s72-c/glam2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-8053616033317632684</id><published>2010-02-14T17:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T07:22:40.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hello lovies!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been gone for a long time, and I would have never thought that I'd be back posting here again. But I was surfing the web one day and found myself checking fashion blogs and my own blog once more. Much to my surprise, I found 14 new comments on my last post here. And it's been what... seven freaking months!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed you all. So here I am again.&lt;br /&gt;Though I can't promise that I'll have new posts everyday, like I used to, but I'll try my hand again in keeping this blog updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of my lost photos, taken during my aunt's wedding last August. I know, I know... so long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3hnT9xk9KI/AAAAAAAABes/a9QEd4K8SG4/s1600-h/wedding2.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3hnT9xk9KI/AAAAAAAABes/a9QEd4K8SG4/s400/wedding2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438210142747554978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3hnTujK0zI/AAAAAAAABek/oUebeIBsXls/s1600-h/wedding1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3hnTujK0zI/AAAAAAAABek/oUebeIBsXls/s400/wedding1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438210138660590386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3hoJ7AQyrI/AAAAAAAABfM/iaTT5FVufDU/s1600-h/wedding4.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3hoJ7AQyrI/AAAAAAAABfM/iaTT5FVufDU/s400/wedding4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438211069716777650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Partying too hard? Not! I was such a poser. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;On me: thrifted top, harem pants from SM Dept. Store, quilted clutch still from SM, Figlia strappy sandals, random necklace and bracelets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-8053616033317632684?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/8053616033317632684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=8053616033317632684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/8053616033317632684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/8053616033317632684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2010/02/back-on-valentines-day.html' title='Back on Valentines Day'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/S3hnT9xk9KI/AAAAAAAABes/a9QEd4K8SG4/s72-c/wedding2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-3361087354204314584</id><published>2009-07-26T05:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T06:29:15.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom Is Dangerous</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;So I must be crazy. Or at least that's what my sister thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would not believe half the things I have been doing these past few days ever since my lappie went into rehab. I've had nothing to do and was already bored to death so I've been doing stuff which would usually take a lot of coercing/threatening/blackmailing before I would willingly do them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SmuEiLXeuxI/AAAAAAAABec/JcDsPyjijJc/s1600-h/P7240020.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SmuEiLXeuxI/AAAAAAAABec/JcDsPyjijJc/s400/P7240020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362525504016399122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SmuEhaIsvOI/AAAAAAAABeM/O86g7qmFkJI/s1600-h/P7240017.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SmuEhaIsvOI/AAAAAAAABeM/O86g7qmFkJI/s400/P7240017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362525490801065186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to name a few of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually got to read an entire magazine and not just flipped through the pages/pictures.&lt;br /&gt;I also managed to add more lbs. thanks to the my food outing everyday after work.&lt;br /&gt;And the craziest thing I have done has got to be when I decided to set up my own personal spa &amp;amp; salon at home. I have taken to doing my own foot scrub with mani &amp;amp; pedi, my own hair color with hot oil and I even ended up cutting my own hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waaahhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SmuEhhpylvI/AAAAAAAABeU/ZKaa5qWJZ1I/s1600-h/P7240019.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SmuEhhpylvI/AAAAAAAABeU/ZKaa5qWJZ1I/s400/P7240019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362525492818908914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I meant when I said boredom is dangerous?&lt;br /&gt;So I'm begging you to please bring back my lappie and save me from myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: Promod tunic shirt, white jacket from Surplus, leggings from SM, Promod feather necklace, clutch bag from SM, People Are People sunnies, CMG ballet flats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-3361087354204314584?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/3361087354204314584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=3361087354204314584' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/3361087354204314584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/3361087354204314584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/07/boredom-is-dangerous.html' title='Boredom Is Dangerous'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SmuEiLXeuxI/AAAAAAAABec/JcDsPyjijJc/s72-c/P7240020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-1269107629039126130</id><published>2009-07-20T11:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T11:39:05.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying My Darnest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;So I did mention on my previous post that I might go on M.I.A. for quite a while due to my lappie being thrown into rehab for the meantime. But I also remember promising that I'll still try my darnest to do an update if I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SmPk1qMKsQI/AAAAAAAABeE/fU3F_nsq4Vo/s1600-h/P7200011.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SmPk1qMKsQI/AAAAAAAABeE/fU3F_nsq4Vo/s400/P7200011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360379592010543362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is where my little story begins.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I am in no condition to be blogging right now. Aside from the fact that I have stayed up for 32 hours already, I am also on a sugar rush high in my pathetic attempt to stay up for another 6 hours. I'm amazing, am I not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just say yes, dammit!!! My temper is kinda short-fused with my lack of sleep right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SmPk1Fcs2eI/AAAAAAAABd0/r-6_wKj268c/s1600-h/P7200006.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SmPk1Fcs2eI/AAAAAAAABd0/r-6_wKj268c/s400/P7200006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360379582147779042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let me also tell you another story about the photos posted in this entry.&lt;br /&gt;I may be all smiling in them but I'll have you know that I went through a lot just to have them taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, it rained the night before so the grass was still wet while I laid on it.&lt;br /&gt;And right after having the shots taken, I immediately felt itchy all over my exposed arms and legs. I don't even want to know what were on the grass. All I know is that my skin is now red all over and has itchy,  little swollen dots.&lt;br /&gt;Geeez... I never knew I had such sensitive skin. I'm just tragic right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SmPk1dd0lWI/AAAAAAAABd8/j0ca1TSNhYY/s1600-h/P7200008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SmPk1dd0lWI/AAAAAAAABd8/j0ca1TSNhYY/s400/P7200008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360379588594931042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is me trying my darnest... all for the sake of fashion blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;On me: mom's white shirt, What A girl Wants cami, thrifted maxi dress, Fossil trinity necklace, People Are People sunnies, sister's white thong sandals&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/5209396426134318313-1269107629039126130?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/1269107629039126130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=1269107629039126130' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/1269107629039126130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/1269107629039126130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/07/trying-my-darnest.html' title='Trying My Darnest'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SmPk1qMKsQI/AAAAAAAABeE/fU3F_nsq4Vo/s72-c/P7200011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-1466898264148359494</id><published>2009-07-18T15:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T20:41:39.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Facts About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I got an award today from Honey of &lt;a href="http://stylistwanted.blogspot.com/"&gt;Playing Dress-Up&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SmF_Gg89loI/AAAAAAAABds/2AZS119GnqI/s1600-h/award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SmF_Gg89loI/AAAAAAAABds/2AZS119GnqI/s400/award.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359704781449172610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;So I'm supposed to tell you of 10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;things about me that you may not know.&lt;br /&gt;So here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I read books backwards, from end to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The grey streaks on my hair are natural, not artificially colored. I had them since I was a kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm a sucker for romantic comedies and romance novels. Actually, I'm writing a romance story right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I also have a thing with romance movies where the heroine/hero dies a poignant death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My favorite junkfood are those locally made Taquitos in red packages. I think it's the one in beef flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I grew fond of cooking from my mom and now cooks off from recipes I find on the internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I originally wanted to be a teacher or a pediatrician. Then I realized I was not so good with kids. So I took up Information Technology since computers don't have feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate packing for a trip. I pack at the 11th-est hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I spend weeks waiting for Preview's latest issue but only spend an average of 6 minutes flipping through the pages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am terribly conscious of my thick thighs. And I also want to get a nose job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I really had fun thinking of 10 trivial things about myself, especially since I have a big mouth that simply blabs away just about anything under the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;So I'm passing this award to those blogs that I also love! If you get it, do the same by putting in 10 facts about you that not so many may know and tag other bloggers with the same award.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tagging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chicinthetropics.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chic In The Tropics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fashionisthebestmedicine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pop Your Fashion Pill&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://trustme-itsparadise.blogspot.com/"&gt;Trust Me - It's Paradise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://paradeofdresses.blogspot.com/"&gt;Parade of Dresses&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yishyene.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tan Shoes With Pink Laces&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chebarcelonaidrees.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Sweet Revenge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;F.Y.I This may also be my last post for a long while. My dear lappie just crashed on me, I guess because of overuse. So I may not be able to post much for the coming weeks. But I'll still try my darnest, I promise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-1466898264148359494?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/1466898264148359494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=1466898264148359494' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/1466898264148359494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/1466898264148359494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-got-award-today-from-honey-of-playing.html' title='10 Facts About Me'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SmF_Gg89loI/AAAAAAAABds/2AZS119GnqI/s72-c/award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-8630827741393448369</id><published>2009-07-18T14:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T15:35:58.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That 70's Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I felt like I was going out for a party instead of work when I wore this silver, electric-pleated skirt. Here I go with my electric pleats fever again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this at a thrift store and fell in love with its clean lines and disco-ball shine. It actually reminds me of 70's disco nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SmF18_mY6_I/AAAAAAAABdc/FmbL21hJVQM/s1600-h/P7170003.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SmF18_mY6_I/AAAAAAAABdc/FmbL21hJVQM/s400/P7170003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359694722272652274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SmF18kJsUXI/AAAAAAAABdU/LOpj1mLJKbc/s1600-h/P7170001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SmF18kJsUXI/AAAAAAAABdU/LOpj1mLJKbc/s400/P7170001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359694714904531314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since I was headed for work, I decided to pair it up with my usual white collared shirt to look more office-ish, and some black to toughen up the look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SmF19DEznOI/AAAAAAAABdk/bSrHXHHRuPE/s1600-h/P7170007.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SmF19DEznOI/AAAAAAAABdk/bSrHXHHRuPE/s400/P7170007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359694723205536994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now remember those Marilyn Monroe moments I was talking about on my previous post? Well I had another taste of it while wearing this skirt. The skirt is actually made of a very lightweight material that sways seductively everytime I move.&lt;br /&gt;And the blowing wind that day also did not help me any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;On me: mom's white shirt, thrifted electric-pleat skirt, random necklace, Topshop footless leggings, People Are People shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-8630827741393448369?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/8630827741393448369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=8630827741393448369' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/8630827741393448369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/8630827741393448369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/07/that-70s-show.html' title='That 70&apos;s Show'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SmF18_mY6_I/AAAAAAAABdc/FmbL21hJVQM/s72-c/P7170003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-1096936554543136195</id><published>2009-07-16T17:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T17:39:15.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tender Loving Care</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;It's almost my restday from work and I'm just dying to get some decent sleep around here. It's unbelievable how exhausted I have been at work this week and I did not even realize it until it hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got so bad today to the point that I immediately zonked out the minute I got home, still with my full work clothes on. And to make things worse, I''m also experiencing some kind of memory gap. I keep losing my stuff, not remembering where I left them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not good signs, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sl70ATEJ0TI/AAAAAAAABc8/6lBxN-Eln8k/s1600-h/P7160070.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sl70ATEJ0TI/AAAAAAAABc8/6lBxN-Eln8k/s400/P7160070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358988892572340530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sl70AeSLafI/AAAAAAAABdE/B3cvWtSMFCQ/s1600-h/P7160075.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sl70AeSLafI/AAAAAAAABdE/B3cvWtSMFCQ/s400/P7160075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358988895583955442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not entirely worried since I know that it's nothing that a good beauty sleep and some pampering wouldn't cure. I'm planning to visit the salon and spa over the weekend for some TLC. And of course, I plan to get some blissful sleep and maybe even sleep until past noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sl70AubdK6I/AAAAAAAABdM/qm1WTEx0KS8/s1600-h/P7160069.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sl70AubdK6I/AAAAAAAABdM/qm1WTEx0KS8/s400/P7160069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358988899917835170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: thrifted lace dress, random camisole, Carlos Sanatana glad shoes, random bracelets from bazaar, Figlia oversized bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-1096936554543136195?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/1096936554543136195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=1096936554543136195' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/1096936554543136195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/1096936554543136195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/07/tender-loving-care.html' title='Tender Loving Care'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sl70ATEJ0TI/AAAAAAAABc8/6lBxN-Eln8k/s72-c/P7160070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-3995103396543627268</id><published>2009-07-15T14:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T15:11:12.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Stop The World &amp; Melt With You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll stop the world and melt with you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've seen the difference and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting better all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;There's nothing you and I won't do&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop the world and melt with you...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I'm listening to some Jason Mraz tunes and I'm lovin' it.&lt;br /&gt;Sunny day we have today and somehow it reminds me of the beach with some reggae songs playing in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sl1_7efMiwI/AAAAAAAABck/brbN0pyMz5I/s1600-h/P7150008.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sl1_7efMiwI/AAAAAAAABck/brbN0pyMz5I/s400/P7150008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358579791413676802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sl1_7h8WdoI/AAAAAAAABcs/mncwYVjOJAM/s1600-h/P7150009.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sl1_7h8WdoI/AAAAAAAABcs/mncwYVjOJAM/s400/P7150009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358579792341268098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;But since going to the beach is just not possible right now with my crazy work schedule, so I settled to spending some quality time with friends over pizza &amp;amp; pasta, and of course, some gossip on the sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sl1-0iUa6RI/AAAAAAAABcE/E0Ce_SkLtLU/s1600-h/ES.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sl1-0iUa6RI/AAAAAAAABcE/E0Ce_SkLtLU/s400/ES.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358578572671510802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;L-R: Bart, Flem, Aiys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I had a great time guys! It was great to chill out with you and not talk about work and stress for a change. Hope this is not our last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish Lynel and Charlie were there too! We missed you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sl1_78h0fLI/AAAAAAAABc0/2NZi2wlrBD8/s1600-h/P7150010.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sl1_78h0fLI/AAAAAAAABc0/2NZi2wlrBD8/s400/P7150010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358579799477746866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: thrifted cardigan, sister's sheer dress, random cami, LV &amp;amp; Ann Taylor hinged bracelt, Figlia sandals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209396426134318313-3995103396543627268?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/3995103396543627268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=3995103396543627268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/3995103396543627268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/3995103396543627268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/07/ill-stop-world-melt-with-you.html' title='I&apos;ll Stop The World &amp; Melt With You'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sl1_7efMiwI/AAAAAAAABck/brbN0pyMz5I/s72-c/P7150008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-5558867520460337246</id><published>2009-07-14T15:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T16:15:02.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Garage Sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;My mom has been nagging me endlessly to stop shopping for clothes. I think if I were still 9 years old, she'd surely put a ban on me and ground me for weeks if I disobeyed. Aren't I glad I'm already beyond that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here, it's not that my mom has anything against fashion. It's just that I really have no more space for all of my clothes. Well, unless I decide to use my bed as a makeshift closet and completely forgo sleeping in the process.&lt;br /&gt;So not happening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Slw9HrQeRwI/AAAAAAAABbs/YFQKXh3vVww/s1600-h/P7140008.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Slw9HrQeRwI/AAAAAAAABbs/YFQKXh3vVww/s400/P7140008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358224858744243970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Slw9H0XYygI/AAAAAAAABb0/lUT2-36ndYc/s1600-h/P7140013.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Slw9H0XYygI/AAAAAAAABb0/lUT2-36ndYc/s400/P7140013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358224861189163522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought of doing some sort of garage sale. I absolutely have no idea how to go about it so I'm just glad that I have tons of friends who offered to help me, while the rest of them have demanded to get the first pick on the items. Selfish much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Slw9ILXrGOI/AAAAAAAABb8/u6UyCCfAosY/s1600-h/P7140012.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Slw9ILXrGOI/AAAAAAAABb8/u6UyCCfAosY/s400/P7140012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358224867364378850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm all giddy and excited over this since this will be my first time to do a garage sale.&lt;br /&gt;And I have already decided that the proceeds will definitely go to my shopping bills. Anything extra from that would simply mean another shopping escapade for moi.&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, I'm so predictable already. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: thrifted lace top, What A Girl Wants cami, thrifted jumper skirt, Vivacci rust MJs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-5558867520460337246?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/5558867520460337246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=5558867520460337246' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/5558867520460337246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/5558867520460337246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/07/garage-sale.html' title='Garage Sale'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Slw9HrQeRwI/AAAAAAAABbs/YFQKXh3vVww/s72-c/P7140008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-2011964700791209877</id><published>2009-07-13T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T15:28:11.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preview July 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I'm staying up late today coz apparently, I just got home from the mall for some "light shopping." I needed to buy some toiletries which I have been putting off for like the longest time. I also went to pay some bills and check if my fave local fashion mag is already on the racks. And I was not surprised not to see any yet. Guess I'll have to check again by next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's our monthly dose of the cover's sneak peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s89.photobucket.com/albums/k221/d4delta/?action=view&amp;amp;current=main_1246268775062909.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k221/d4delta/main_1246268775062909.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really surprised they chose a veteran actress as their cover model. Preview never fails to surprise me. And to my delight, Maricel Soriano did not look like any veteran actress at all. If anything, she's totally rockin' that luxe-street look. If only I could look as fab when I turn 50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know more about Preview by checking out their official website at &lt;a href="http://www.stylebible.ph/"&gt;StyleBible.ph&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-2011964700791209877?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/2011964700791209877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=2011964700791209877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2011964700791209877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2011964700791209877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/07/preview-july-2009.html' title='Preview July 2009'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-6636423252364247100</id><published>2009-07-10T10:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T19:55:52.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Electrifying</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Slcq7OJCgxI/AAAAAAAABbc/s_Wx5aBDMXM/s1600-h/P7100006.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Slcq7OJCgxI/AAAAAAAABbc/s_Wx5aBDMXM/s400/P7100006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356797478677152530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I give you three seconds to guess the reason behind this post's title&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Timer starts now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Slcq67jeMZI/AAAAAAAABbU/yRcDmt8PzeA/s1600-h/P7100004.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Slcq67jeMZI/AAAAAAAABbU/yRcDmt8PzeA/s400/P7100004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356797473687744914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlcrdWSIGvI/AAAAAAAABbk/Y9S914W8tWo/s1600-h/P7100005.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlcrdWSIGvI/AAAAAAAABbk/Y9S914W8tWo/s400/P7100005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356798064978303730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's beacuase of those electric pleats in this dress' bottom.&lt;br /&gt;Most guys at work thought that the style is definitely vintage and they were right too. And another officemate even gave me a crash course on it. She said that the reason it's called electric pleat is because the material is "cooked", meaning pressed with intense heat for it to remain eternally pleated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the brief history Sherl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: thrifted dress, random belt, Figlia bag, CMG ballet flats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-6636423252364247100?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/6636423252364247100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=6636423252364247100' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/6636423252364247100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/6636423252364247100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/07/electrifying.html' title='Electrifying'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Slcq7OJCgxI/AAAAAAAABbc/s_Wx5aBDMXM/s72-c/P7100006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-5403391434274104513</id><published>2009-07-09T11:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T12:58:27.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steppin' It Up A Notch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I felt really lousy the other day 'coz I violated our office's dresscode policy. We were supposed to be in casual business attire but I was too much in a hurry to think of what to wear. So I ended up grabbing the safest (and nearest) thing I could get my hands on. This turned out to be my dark denim pants, which of course, were in no way considered as casual business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I felt that I needed to make up for my oversight the previous day and decided to step it up a notch. Which reminded me of my black and white cutout oxford shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss these babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlV2smhKDII/AAAAAAAABbM/V8-nRs7niAE/s1600-h/P7090002.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlV2smhKDII/AAAAAAAABbM/V8-nRs7niAE/s400/P7090002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356317840453012610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlV2egIdzsI/AAAAAAAABa8/pq0kPoPi9Lw/s1600-h/P7090004.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlV2egIdzsI/AAAAAAAABa8/pq0kPoPi9Lw/s320/P7090004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356317598220668610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlV2sdLn5CI/AAAAAAAABbE/cdiAE1g94Lc/s1600-h/P7090001.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlV2sdLn5CI/AAAAAAAABbE/cdiAE1g94Lc/s400/P7090001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356317837946774562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how my hand is always holding on to my bangs on all of my photos. Goes to show that they're long overdue for a trim. Or maybe I'll just visit my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;overpriced &lt;/span&gt;stylist (peace Francis!) and get an entirely new hairstyle. And color too! Those roots showing are just plain horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Random fact about me: Those grey streaks on my hair are absolutely natural. I swear! I had them ever since I was a kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;On me: Dunhill men's shirt, Promod fitted vest, leggings from SM, cutout oxford shoes from SM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-5403391434274104513?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/5403391434274104513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=5403391434274104513' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/5403391434274104513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/5403391434274104513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/07/steppin-it-up-notch.html' title='Steppin&apos; It Up A Notch'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlV2smhKDII/AAAAAAAABbM/V8-nRs7niAE/s72-c/P7090002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-1320512500467743622</id><published>2009-07-08T11:29:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T12:10:25.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fickle-Minded Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I was, and still am, very exhausted with the new project that I'm helping out with at work right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, I would be stressing myself out with these kind of things and would eventually end up attacking some poor, innocent bystanders.&lt;br /&gt;But lucky, poor, innocent bystanders, I've been keeping my cool lately.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I did learn something from my previous supervisor after all. Thanks to Emmy, who's the very definition of grace under pressure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlQYDU2IE7I/AAAAAAAABak/iH75r5-F7Go/s1600-h/P7030017.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlQYDU2IE7I/AAAAAAAABak/iH75r5-F7Go/s400/P7030017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355932302264767410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this time, I decided to unwind by meeting up with my blog-resident-by-now friend, &lt;a href="http://stringedmusic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jumax&lt;/a&gt;, at our usual coffee place. Our Bo's sessions really work as therapy to my old, beaten soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(soul my a*ss! we all know I don't have a soul. lol.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then decided to eat lunch at Cafe George, &lt;a href="http://stringedmusic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jumax&lt;/a&gt;'s favorite. It was my first time there so &lt;a href="http://stringedmusic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jumax&lt;/a&gt; introduced me to their garlic bread with spinach &amp;amp; cheese dip. Now let me tell you, that uber gooey spinach &amp;amp; cheese dip was the bomb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlQX3SwucAI/AAAAAAAABaU/0EMz-_xzWSI/s1600-h/P7030014.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlQX3SwucAI/AAAAAAAABaU/0EMz-_xzWSI/s320/P7030014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355932095546814466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlQX3rFfKuI/AAAAAAAABac/C1QaLJIwYbI/s1600-h/P7030015.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlQX3rFfKuI/AAAAAAAABac/C1QaLJIwYbI/s320/P7030015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355932102076345058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot day that was, by the way. So I decided to put on some summer dress. We've got some crazy weather out here. It just can't make up its mind, it's as fickle-minded as a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, I AM a girl. sheeesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlQYDrekpHI/AAAAAAAABas/v0AQ0gvFB_E/s1600-h/P7030018.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlQYDrekpHI/AAAAAAAABas/v0AQ0gvFB_E/s400/P7030018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355932308339991666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: Speed Control maxi dress, mom's white shirt, Charles &amp;amp; Keith convertible bag, Icing statement rings, sister's thong sandals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Photo Credits: Photos by Jumax. thanks btw! you're the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-1320512500467743622?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/1320512500467743622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=1320512500467743622' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/1320512500467743622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/1320512500467743622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/07/fickle-minded-girl.html' title='Fickle-Minded Girl'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlQYDU2IE7I/AAAAAAAABak/iH75r5-F7Go/s72-c/P7030017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-3847473388698651289</id><published>2009-07-05T10:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T10:44:47.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marilyn Monroe Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rebeccaroseilican.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rebecca Rose&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;left a comment on one of my recent posts saying that I am the queen of skirts. I wouldn't have noticed it myself had she not mentioned it. You see, I have always leaned towards dresses and skirts. They're the first thing I look for everytime I'm in a thriftshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlATbDrz_XI/AAAAAAAABaM/tZEO8fsnf4w/s1600-h/associated+press_marilyn_monroe_seven_yr_itch_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlATbDrz_XI/AAAAAAAABaM/tZEO8fsnf4w/s320/associated+press_marilyn_monroe_seven_yr_itch_L.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354801312509984114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;But I have to admit that wearing them sometimes becomes a chore, for one must always be careful, else accidents may happen. Allow me to cite a few of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wind blowing your skirt ala Marilyn Monroe, only, you're not Marilyn Monroe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shaving/waxing your legs, else you'll end up having man-legs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having to sit down all prim &amp;amp; proper (as if I am!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the occasional sneak-peak from under the staircase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlARNJeQiwI/AAAAAAAABZ0/2hAtw35q-H8/s1600-h/P7030013.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlARNJeQiwI/AAAAAAAABZ0/2hAtw35q-H8/s400/P7030013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354798874522323714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I'm telling you, it takes quite some courage to wear a dress/skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tried wearing pants this time around. I brought out my cropped pants and wore them to work. All I can say is that it felt good to not have to worry 'bout having Marilyn-Monroe-moments for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlARNbB1eKI/AAAAAAAABZ8/Jb_L8QAL6IA/s1600-h/P7030010.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlARNbB1eKI/AAAAAAAABZ8/Jb_L8QAL6IA/s400/P7030010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354798879234947234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlARNemyTAI/AAAAAAAABaE/frQCbbIYiK0/s1600-h/P7030012.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlARNemyTAI/AAAAAAAABaE/frQCbbIYiK0/s400/P7030012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354798880195234818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: thrifted cardigan, What A Girl Wants cami, cropped pants from SM, random gold beads, People Are People shoes, Charles &amp;amp; Keith convertible bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-3847473388698651289?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/3847473388698651289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=3847473388698651289' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/3847473388698651289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/3847473388698651289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/07/marilyn-monroe-moments.html' title='Marilyn Monroe Moments'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SlATbDrz_XI/AAAAAAAABaM/tZEO8fsnf4w/s72-c/associated+press_marilyn_monroe_seven_yr_itch_L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-1904238472474747245</id><published>2009-07-04T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T20:19:01.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ms. Conservative</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Crystal blue waters&lt;br /&gt;Hot, blazing sun&lt;br /&gt;Endless white sand&lt;br /&gt;Fresh island breeze&lt;br /&gt;Free-flowing booze&lt;br /&gt;Wild partying with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect weekend plan? Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;Current location? In my 'ol room, stuck all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkyL17k3kII/AAAAAAAABZc/sWWIFxAgeuA/s1600-h/P7020021.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkyL17k3kII/AAAAAAAABZc/sWWIFxAgeuA/s400/P7020021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353807815678333058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkyL2HrZn_I/AAAAAAAABZk/gkUbrymf9Bo/s1600-h/P7020022.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkyL2HrZn_I/AAAAAAAABZk/gkUbrymf9Bo/s400/P7020022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353807818926956530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be sailing away right now, off to an island retreat. But bad luck just won't leave me alone. I was scheduled to work this weekend. Which explains my 'Ms. Conservative' outfit instead of donning one of my skimpy bikinis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could cry right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkyL2WgvMyI/AAAAAAAABZs/mAvLNniODvI/s1600-h/P7020020.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkyL2WgvMyI/AAAAAAAABZs/mAvLNniODvI/s400/P7020020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353807822908764962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: thrifted mustard cardigan, high-waist pencil skirt from SM, skinny belt from Ross, Carlo Santana shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-1904238472474747245?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/1904238472474747245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=1904238472474747245' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/1904238472474747245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/1904238472474747245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/07/ms-conservative.html' title='Ms. Conservative'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkyL17k3kII/AAAAAAAABZc/sWWIFxAgeuA/s72-c/P7020021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-4458164769946303305</id><published>2009-07-03T13:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T03:40:40.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Be Audrey Hepburn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkyH6mhUwII/AAAAAAAABZE/RCuPadFnWsY/s1600-h/img_Audrey-Hepburn_Collectif_ref%7ECY71110_mode%7Ezoom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 370px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkyH6mhUwII/AAAAAAAABZE/RCuPadFnWsY/s400/img_Audrey-Hepburn_Collectif_ref%7ECY71110_mode%7Ezoom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353803497879158914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;To be Audrey Hepburn.&lt;br /&gt;One can only dream of becoming one of the biggest style icons for our time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break At Tiffany's anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkyH7Iieu7I/AAAAAAAABZU/2B_-89tnTjc/s1600-h/P7010018.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkyH7Iieu7I/AAAAAAAABZU/2B_-89tnTjc/s400/P7010018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353803507010812850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkyH625LdoI/AAAAAAAABZM/UOuiGeM4_6s/s1600-h/P7010015.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkyH625LdoI/AAAAAAAABZM/UOuiGeM4_6s/s400/P7010015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353803502274180738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually thrifted this dress for only $3. I'm also in love with its interesting neckline. I wish I got to take a better photo of it to show you its detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: thrifted black &amp;amp; white dress, Ann Taylor pearls &amp;amp; hinged bracelets, platform pumps from Ayala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-4458164769946303305?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/4458164769946303305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=4458164769946303305' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/4458164769946303305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/4458164769946303305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-be-audrey-hepburn.html' title='To Be Audrey Hepburn'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkyH6mhUwII/AAAAAAAABZE/RCuPadFnWsY/s72-c/img_Audrey-Hepburn_Collectif_ref%7ECY71110_mode%7Ezoom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-8057082046203225339</id><published>2009-07-02T16:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T17:49:24.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To Regular Programming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Before you all shoot me dead, let me start by saying that I officially hate my IS provider.&lt;/span&gt; I had no connection for 3 effin' days and it took 4 irate phone calls for them to actually start working on it. So much for customer service, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkyA47OuJ3I/AAAAAAAABYU/bkod35DsPZ8/s1600-h/P6300002.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkyA47OuJ3I/AAAAAAAABYU/bkod35DsPZ8/s400/P6300002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353795772497143666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkyBJ9r15II/AAAAAAAABYs/aV_gUnpYLjs/s1600-h/P6300006.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkyBJ9r15II/AAAAAAAABYs/aV_gUnpYLjs/s320/P6300006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353796065213932674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have been tied with the new project at work that I have mentioned on my last post. Not to mention that my current schedule is simply killing me. Talk about rush hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have been operating on a 3-hour sleep and 6 cups of coffee for the past 4 days. I must have a death wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkyA5ejv4tI/AAAAAAAABYk/S95QN-rvXyo/s1600-h/P6300011.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkyA5ejv4tI/AAAAAAAABYk/S95QN-rvXyo/s400/P6300011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353795781980578514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkyBKD0DH7I/AAAAAAAABY0/0xmz-nnaL9k/s1600-h/P6300007.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkyBKD0DH7I/AAAAAAAABY0/0xmz-nnaL9k/s320/P6300007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353796066858966962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I'm looking forward to right now is that I'll be on my rest day tomorrow. So expect more posts from me over the weekend. And yes, I still have a few more things I'd want to rant about.&lt;br /&gt;Oh life, so much drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkyB2VQ_UMI/AAAAAAAABY8/4TdDYs1xlR0/s1600-h/P6300003.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkyB2VQ_UMI/AAAAAAAABY8/4TdDYs1xlR0/s400/P6300003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353796827457999042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: thrifted balloon top, Promod bib necklace, Promod bubble skirt, Mags bracelet watch, Naturalizer plaid office bag, People Are People shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-8057082046203225339?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/8057082046203225339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=8057082046203225339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/8057082046203225339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/8057082046203225339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-to-regular-programming.html' title='Back To Regular Programming'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkyA47OuJ3I/AAAAAAAABYU/bkod35DsPZ8/s72-c/P6300002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-7104104739195133064</id><published>2009-06-28T16:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T04:02:22.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressure and Paranoia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;It's a Sunday and I'm trying to chill and relax at home today for I am dreading the next coming weeks. It will be pure hell at work and I wanted to come prepared. Our client is launching a sort of a special project and I'll be one of the guys spearheading it. Needless to say, the success of our account will depend on how our team performs. Not much pressure there, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkcyMM0ucYI/AAAAAAAABX0/tN3PufdQK3I/s1600-h/P6280013.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkcyMM0ucYI/AAAAAAAABX0/tN3PufdQK3I/s400/P6280013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352301867335315842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waaahhhh... I'm about to cry!&lt;br /&gt;And it also does not help that everybody is nice enough (insert: sarcasm) to remind me of the consequences every effin' minute. Not to mention that the big boss is on our ass every other minute in between. It really is not helping me any. The last thing I need is to stress myself out with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish they would just back off for a while.&lt;br /&gt;I also wish &lt;a href="http://stringedmusic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jumax &lt;/a&gt;was still in the company. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sniff sniff*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkcyM3C099I/AAAAAAAABYM/8dgLb6Er7AA/s1600-h/P6280012.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkcyM3C099I/AAAAAAAABYM/8dgLb6Er7AA/s400/P6280012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352301878668752850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm off to get a foot spa and my nails done. I also plan to get as much sleep as I can. I'm seriously getting paranoid over the possibility of me being late. And I also don't think the clients would appreciate it if they find me sleeping in the middle of the training, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkcyMpYK3II/AAAAAAAABYE/mq7QxGNfv5k/s1600-h/P6280009.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkcyMpYK3II/AAAAAAAABYE/mq7QxGNfv5k/s400/P6280009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352301875000171650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: mom's wrap top, thrifted skirt, Burberry bag, bracelets from Glamour4U, LV &amp;amp; a bazaar, Carlos Santana galdiator shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-7104104739195133064?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/7104104739195133064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=7104104739195133064' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/7104104739195133064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/7104104739195133064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/06/pressure-and-paranoia.html' title='Pressure and Paranoia'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkcyMM0ucYI/AAAAAAAABX0/tN3PufdQK3I/s72-c/P6280013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-2928390503884937908</id><published>2009-06-27T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T16:38:59.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revenge Of The Fallen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Because everybody's obsessing over Transformers 2: Revenge of the Fallen,&lt;br /&gt;because I'm feeling bitter coz I still haven't seen it myself,&lt;br /&gt;and because the lines at the cinemas are pure killers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dedicating a post to the movie's sizzling hot Megan Fox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkcoOz-7n1I/AAAAAAAABXE/23IRBk729d4/s1600-h/meganfoxlate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkcoOz-7n1I/AAAAAAAABXE/23IRBk729d4/s400/meganfoxlate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352290917090565970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, she's finger-lickin' good! She comes next to Angelina Jolie on my list.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, could she get any hotter?!!! Life is just not fair. Hmpft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkcoOtO5eaI/AAAAAAAABW8/RfxFQWYoTbY/s1600-h/megan-fox-3435.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkcoOtO5eaI/AAAAAAAABW8/RfxFQWYoTbY/s400/megan-fox-3435.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352290915278485922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really diggin' those 20's "finger wave" hairstyle. So sexy!&lt;br /&gt;My sister also wants a remake of the same flapper style on her own hair. So I started to google instructions on how to do it. Geez, I didn't know it was so technical and required a lot of materials and even an overnighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkcpVQTzXRI/AAAAAAAABXU/v77_6pbqGDU/s1600-h/meganfoxlate2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkcpVQTzXRI/AAAAAAAABXU/v77_6pbqGDU/s320/meganfoxlate2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352292127285140754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo Credits: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.teddyandmoo.com/blog/"&gt;Teddy and Moo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-2928390503884937908?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/2928390503884937908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=2928390503884937908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2928390503884937908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2928390503884937908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/06/revenge-of-fallen.html' title='Revenge Of The Fallen'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkcoOz-7n1I/AAAAAAAABXE/23IRBk729d4/s72-c/meganfoxlate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-949155048881828388</id><published>2009-06-26T10:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T02:35:26.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burnt Orange</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thinking... random thoughts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sun, sun, sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bone-melting massage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flirting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformers II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dimsum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool by Gwen Stefani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laundry again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No bullsh*t!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Foot scrub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkQ3MiQVe3I/AAAAAAAABWs/TgtowQ2VClU/s1600-h/P6260004.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkQ3MiQVe3I/AAAAAAAABWs/TgtowQ2VClU/s400/P6260004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351462945716271986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Ice-cold houseblend tea&lt;br /&gt;black lace and blush of pink&lt;br /&gt;Burberry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkQ3MIh0pEI/AAAAAAAABWc/c9WCGulkQKI/s1600-h/P6260003.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkQ3MIh0pEI/AAAAAAAABWc/c9WCGulkQKI/s400/P6260003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351462938810295362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkQ3Msy5SwI/AAAAAAAABW0/WHd7GJO_pac/s1600-h/P6260005.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkQ3Msy5SwI/AAAAAAAABW0/WHd7GJO_pac/s400/P6260005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351462948545579778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;blonde streaks&lt;br /&gt;diet&lt;br /&gt;work, work, work&lt;br /&gt;first kiss with Collin Lieberman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkQ3MTmDHSI/AAAAAAAABWk/ZEaonXKcI0U/s1600-h/P6260002.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkQ3MTmDHSI/AAAAAAAABWk/ZEaonXKcI0U/s400/P6260002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351462941780811042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I practically just grabbed and threw on this outfit one lazy afternoon. I was attempting to evade insomnia but failed miserably so I ended playing dress up instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;8 hours later, I was holding on for dear life to a venti cup of iced caramel macchiato with 2 extra shots of espresso at work.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't help my mood one bit.&lt;br /&gt;'Nuff said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: mom's shirt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;, thrifted chiffon dress, Promod leather belt, Raphaella Booz platform wedges&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-949155048881828388?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/949155048881828388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=949155048881828388' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/949155048881828388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/949155048881828388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/06/burnt-orange.html' title='Burnt Orange'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkQ3MiQVe3I/AAAAAAAABWs/TgtowQ2VClU/s72-c/P6260004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-3045543690180388557</id><published>2009-06-25T09:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T12:20:48.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn In New York</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Here I am again with my autumn obsession. Seriously guys, I think autumn has the best fashion to offer because they have the richest colors ever! I wonder what style autumn would bring us this year around. Now I'm all dreamy-eyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkLUN1oXTgI/AAAAAAAABWU/LuL-o1Udr48/s1600-h/P6250009.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkLUN1oXTgI/AAAAAAAABWU/LuL-o1Udr48/s400/P6250009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351072641469337090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just got home from work and I'm planning to cook spicy gambas for lunch. Gawd, I miss Bubba Gump!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkLUNnYjA9I/AAAAAAAABWE/1kOV2r4l0yE/s1600-h/P6250002.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkLUNnYjA9I/AAAAAAAABWE/1kOV2r4l0yE/s400/P6250002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351072637644899282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I've been going gaga over are the twister fries from McDonald's, paired with caramel sundae. And yesterday, I also made french toasts and topped it with strawberry ice cream. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*yum yum*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkLUN7cDLMI/AAAAAAAABWM/NYZRehAw8oE/s1600-h/P6250006.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkLUN7cDLMI/AAAAAAAABWM/NYZRehAw8oE/s400/P6250006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351072643028298946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder I've gained 50 lbs. these past few weeks. Arghhh!!!! I'm such a weakling. I so hate myself right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: Bench men's shirt, bubble skirt from Ayala, Icing beaded necklace, Figlia bag, Raphaella Booz platform wedges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-3045543690180388557?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/3045543690180388557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=3045543690180388557' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/3045543690180388557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/3045543690180388557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/06/autumn-in-new-york.html' title='Autumn In New York'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SkLUN1oXTgI/AAAAAAAABWU/LuL-o1Udr48/s72-c/P6250009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-6812645032806177023</id><published>2009-06-22T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:42:01.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza, Pasta And Some Booze</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I woke up on Father's day terribly hungry in the middle of the night. And when I couldn't find any decent food in the fridge, then I turned hungry &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AND &lt;/span&gt;grumbly. Good thing Jumax was also up and we decided to meet up for a carbo-overload session. And this time, we steered clear from our usual breakfast at Bo's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sj3-uZx8zBI/AAAAAAAABV0/UQiCPuroWxE/s1600-h/P6210007.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sj3-uZx8zBI/AAAAAAAABV0/UQiCPuroWxE/s400/P6210007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349712005533846546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sj3_E0EWoqI/AAAAAAAABV8/Zq6LZiDaOtE/s1600-h/P6210002.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sj3_E0EWoqI/AAAAAAAABV8/Zq6LZiDaOtE/s400/P6210002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349712390547481250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sj3-uDBNglI/AAAAAAAABVs/M4uW0TIOa1M/s1600-h/P6210003.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sj3-uDBNglI/AAAAAAAABVs/M4uW0TIOa1M/s400/P6210003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349711999423840850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, we visited our friend's new pizza place and had our fill of pizza (of course!), pasta and beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes people, you read it right, I had beer!&lt;br /&gt;I don't usually go for them but the pizza would juz go perfectly with the bottle of ice-cold beer.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh... just perfect for a lazy Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sj3-txS8v5I/AAAAAAAABVk/8vyvqgLNt_4/s1600-h/P6210001.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sj3-txS8v5I/AAAAAAAABVk/8vyvqgLNt_4/s400/P6210001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349711994666401682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After pizza, we then went to Ayala mall to buy some gifts and food for our dads. I got my dad another pair of walk shorts. I figured he needed a new one since he has been wearing the one I got him during my last U.S. trip a little too often. Isn't he the cutest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: Terranova racer back, What A Girl Wants cami, shorts from a bazaar, sister's oversized bag, thrifted scarf tied to the bag, Glamour4U earrings, Icing rings, Mags bracelet watch, CMG ballet flats&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-6812645032806177023?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/6812645032806177023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=6812645032806177023' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/6812645032806177023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/6812645032806177023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/06/pizza-pasta-and-some-booze.html' title='Pizza, Pasta And Some Booze'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sj3-uZx8zBI/AAAAAAAABV0/UQiCPuroWxE/s72-c/P6210007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-3375422572892888659</id><published>2009-06-21T08:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T16:34:43.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Licensed To Drool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;On my recent shopping spree, I noticed that I bought quite a number of items in black. I haven't worn them yet since our weather has not yet made up its mind on what season it is going to be. I kid you not when I say that if it rains tonight, the sun then  blazes over your head the very next morning. That's how fickle-minded the weather has been lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sj0edRh5NQI/AAAAAAAABVU/ocLJ8hqOyII/s1600-h/P6190247.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sj0edRh5NQI/AAAAAAAABVU/ocLJ8hqOyII/s400/P6190247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349465420656620802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And besides, I didn't want to ruin my latest pair of shoes. Funny how I just want to drool over them and never want to wear them. Is this normal or not? Ha! But they're simply to die for!!!&lt;br /&gt;So go ahead, drool over them. We could all drool together. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sj0d5VQGOCI/AAAAAAAABVM/ZDvfy9a-q-0/s1600-h/P6190246.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sj0d5VQGOCI/AAAAAAAABVM/ZDvfy9a-q-0/s400/P6190246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349464803180427298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sj0edVcXRGI/AAAAAAAABVc/D5oxzG9qYLQ/s1600-h/P6190248.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sj0edVcXRGI/AAAAAAAABVc/D5oxzG9qYLQ/s400/P6190248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349465421707166818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These amazingly comfortable pants, I got during a recent sale in SM. I was so glad when I discovered them with all the craze going on in such a crowded place. You see, I didn't know they were holding a sale that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had my annual flu shot this weekend. There's still a gnawing pain on my left arm but I'm just glad I'm not coming down with a fever as it's known to happen after getting a vaccine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sj0c7cxFx2I/AAAAAAAABUs/EV63zCOzAos/s1600-h/P6190245.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sj0c7cxFx2I/AAAAAAAABUs/EV63zCOzAos/s320/P6190245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349463740045969250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY FATHER'S DAY TO ALL DADS OUT THERE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: Softcore striped shirt, cropped pants from SM, random bands tied as bracelets, People Are People platforms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-3375422572892888659?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/3375422572892888659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=3375422572892888659' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/3375422572892888659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/3375422572892888659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/06/licensed-to-drool.html' title='Licensed To Drool'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sj0edRh5NQI/AAAAAAAABVU/ocLJ8hqOyII/s72-c/P6190247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-3096358727862140728</id><published>2009-06-20T11:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T11:27:00.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Second Tag Ever!!!</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Eden of &lt;a href="http://chicinthetropics.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chic In The Tropics&lt;/a&gt; for tagging me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;My 20 Favorite Things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;COLOR &lt;/span&gt;- Black since it never fails to make me look slimmer everytime I have the need for it (which is like all the time!) And I will always love white for it's versatility and freshness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;DESSERT&lt;/span&gt;- Anything with caramel. These days, it's McDonald's caramel sundae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sjuy_XPgGdI/AAAAAAAABSs/Y5S8ieyHI_I/s1600-h/216438643LoUHsT_fs.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sjuy_XPgGdI/AAAAAAAABSs/Y5S8ieyHI_I/s320/216438643LoUHsT_fs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349065784073132498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SMELL &lt;/span&gt;- I love the contradiction with Ralph Lauren's Polo Sport for Women. An unlikely choice for me and that's exactly why I love it. For everyday use, I have Bath &amp;amp; Body's sexy Japanese Cherry Blossom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sju06ZGD-1I/AAAAAAAABTc/urjbW0QkKso/s1600-h/polo+sport+large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sju06ZGD-1I/AAAAAAAABTc/urjbW0QkKso/s320/polo+sport+large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349067897694321490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;FLOWER &lt;/span&gt;- I'm good with anything. I think I would be more into how it is artfully arranged. Yeah, I'm big on flower arranging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ANIMAL &lt;/span&gt;- Dog. We have a watch dog at home named Sparky. But all he does is sleep and eat. And he also barks at us coz he does not recognize us when we're wearing our sunnies. Silly dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;MONTH &lt;/span&gt;- December for all the obvious reasons. I love the feeling of shopping for gifts and outfits for parties. And Christmas sales are also amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sju06W_VSdI/AAAAAAAABTk/n1gIrTlu6fc/s1600-h/shopping460_1015139c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sju06W_VSdI/AAAAAAAABTk/n1gIrTlu6fc/s320/shopping460_1015139c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349067897129224658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEVERAGE &lt;/span&gt;- Nothing beats ice-cold water. And of the alcoholic kind, sicne I don't drink beer, I lean more towards hard drinks such as vodka and tequila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sju1EM4OhTI/AAAAAAAABT8/rafNgHlMZe0/s1600-h/vodka-T0753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sju1EM4OhTI/AAAAAAAABT8/rafNgHlMZe0/s320/vodka-T0753.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349068066213758258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SHOES &lt;/span&gt;- Ohhhh... my list could go on forever. But mostly, I go for high heels for drama and platform wedges for comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SNACK &lt;/span&gt;- Believe it or not, I love that old red Taquitos corn chips. Don't ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SONG/S&lt;/span&gt; - My ultimate favorite is Say What You Want by Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sju06_45n3I/AAAAAAAABT0/RLJ58OqJNOw/s1600-h/Texas_whiteonblonde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sju06_45n3I/AAAAAAAABT0/RLJ58OqJNOw/s320/Texas_whiteonblonde.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349067908108099442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;BOOK &lt;/span&gt;- Don't tell anybody but I'm actually a romantic. Anything from Judith McNaught, Nora Roberts, etc. Darn! This is going to ruin my reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;FRUIT &lt;/span&gt;- Seedless grapes!!! I'm notorious for eating up all our grapes on New Year's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjuzAc9Sq7I/AAAAAAAABTM/YJNL4BnMoqI/s1600-h/Flame_seedless_grapes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjuzAc9Sq7I/AAAAAAAABTM/YJNL4BnMoqI/s320/Flame_seedless_grapes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349065802787236786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;HAIRSTYLE &lt;/span&gt;- I would be forever thankful to sideswept bangs. They really help a lot with my uber round face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PIECE/S OF CLOTHING&lt;/span&gt; - If there's anything that I have overused, it's gotta be my dad's white shirt. I love it to death! And I love my dad too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sju3bwn5XbI/AAAAAAAABUM/Kn9iUlVCp0k/s1600-h/CIMG1342.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sju3bwn5XbI/AAAAAAAABUM/Kn9iUlVCp0k/s320/CIMG1342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349070669969186226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;STORES TO SHOP&lt;/span&gt; - Thrift shops are the BEST!!! Trust me on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sjuy_wyKdKI/AAAAAAAABS8/49Th9goZOiA/s1600-h/3040058901_15a2116f43_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 159px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sjuy_wyKdKI/AAAAAAAABS8/49Th9goZOiA/s320/3040058901_15a2116f43_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349065790929400994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SEASON &lt;/span&gt;- We only have summer and rainy season here. Between the two, I can easily choose summer for the sun and the beach. But I also wish we had fall here. Outfits during this season are always the juiciest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sju06q5qbtI/AAAAAAAABTs/7fvI9soqq20/s1600-h/summer-beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sju06q5qbtI/AAAAAAAABTs/7fvI9soqq20/s320/summer-beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349067902474153682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;HOBBY &lt;/span&gt;- You put me anywhere with internet and I'd be the happiest girl ever. Other than that, I love to read. Told ya I'm a geek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjuzAEJJfvI/AAAAAAAABTE/TF8AgZKiIHY/s1600-h/books.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjuzAEJJfvI/AAAAAAAABTE/TF8AgZKiIHY/s320/books.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349065796126080754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;THINGS TO COLLECT&lt;/span&gt; - Definitely shoes! I've got boxes and boxes of them. They are some that I have already forgotten that I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sju2KkqDDqI/AAAAAAAABUE/I_nkNLTxngQ/s1600-h/shoes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sju2KkqDDqI/AAAAAAAABUE/I_nkNLTxngQ/s320/shoes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349069275187580578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;MOVIE &lt;/span&gt;- Last Samurai never fails to make a cry baby out of me every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sju06KQdeOI/AAAAAAAABTU/PI61T60rmbc/s1600-h/imgThe+Last+Samurai2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sju06KQdeOI/AAAAAAAABTU/PI61T60rmbc/s320/imgThe+Last+Samurai2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349067893711403234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;RESTAURANT &lt;/span&gt;- I really don't have anything in particular. I'd go anywhere with good food and ambiance. Yeah, ambiance matters a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm tagging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dawnlittleteacup.blogspot.com/"&gt;Little Tea Cup&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cereza72.wordpress.com/"&gt;Adventures of Pinay Neska&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fabulous-nirvana.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fab Heaven&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fashionhandglide.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fashion Handglide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://idressforme.blogspot.com/"&gt;I Dress For Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chebarcelonaidrees.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Sweet Revenge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ondressingup.blogspot.com/"&gt;On Dressing Up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://paradeofdresses.blogspot.com/"&gt;Parade of Dresses&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rebeccaroseilican.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rebecca Rose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://amorousandsunkissed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sun-kissed Dreamer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yishyene.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tan Shoes With Pink Shoelaces&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stringedmusic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Moving Souls One Blog At A Time&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-3096358727862140728?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/3096358727862140728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=3096358727862140728' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/3096358727862140728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/3096358727862140728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-second-tag-ever.html' title='My Second Tag Ever!!!'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sjuy_XPgGdI/AAAAAAAABSs/Y5S8ieyHI_I/s72-c/216438643LoUHsT_fs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-767788721173763256</id><published>2009-06-19T15:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T17:32:05.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Choco Is My Personal Shrink</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Went out again for breakfast with my dear friend and constant Bo's partner,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://stringedmusic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jumax&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;. I'm so glad I've got a friend whom I can call when I'm feeling shitty and someone who makes me feel better just by being there. Love you loads, &lt;a href="http://stringedmusic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jumax&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was saying, I was feeling shitty (a.k.a. stressed much) because of work lately. And I could just imagine how it'll turn worse, then to worst, during the coming weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Please do pray for my soul. And don't be too surprised if I won't get to post soon. It'll only mean that I didn't survive and died from stressing.  Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjtZX-6OIhI/AAAAAAAABSE/BZCaYZXfOCw/s1600-h/P6180231.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjtZX-6OIhI/AAAAAAAABSE/BZCaYZXfOCw/s400/P6180231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348967250991653394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjtZYFiGeZI/AAAAAAAABSM/MTcGE9lM4aw/s1600-h/P6180238.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjtZYFiGeZI/AAAAAAAABSM/MTcGE9lM4aw/s400/P6180238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348967252769536402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;It seems that our Bo's sessions have been becoming frequent lately. We call these sessions as therapy sessions (and the hot choco are our own shrinks?).&lt;br /&gt;And this time, the busy Rap joined us for a little catching up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjtZYbo7M4I/AAAAAAAABSU/UhyakLehvJw/s1600-h/P6180227.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjtZYbo7M4I/AAAAAAAABSU/UhyakLehvJw/s400/P6180227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348967258703737730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjtZY1cJdHI/AAAAAAAABSk/1DjjEiNIYRw/s1600-h/P6180243.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjtZY1cJdHI/AAAAAAAABSk/1DjjEiNIYRw/s400/P6180243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348967265629467762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Above: Jumax &amp;amp; Rap. Below: Moi &amp;amp; Rap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;We also did a little gift hunting for Rap's husband for their wedding anniv. Yahoo for you guys!&lt;br /&gt;(F.Y.I. My contribution was stapling the gift bag together. Hahaha! I just had to add that in.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjtZYt4N4-I/AAAAAAAABSc/PUQEDd0wSXI/s1600-h/P6180241.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjtZYt4N4-I/AAAAAAAABSc/PUQEDd0wSXI/s400/P6180241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348967263599715298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I also saw another bookshop but this time, I was too sleepy to check out their goodies. Bummer! (On geek mode again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: thrifted cardigan, thrifted skirt, Charles &amp;amp; Keith convertible bag, Vivacci MJs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-767788721173763256?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/767788721173763256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=767788721173763256' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/767788721173763256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/767788721173763256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/06/hot-choco-is-my-personal-shrink.html' title='Hot Choco Is My Personal Shrink'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjtZX-6OIhI/AAAAAAAABSE/BZCaYZXfOCw/s72-c/P6180231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-5541243455500058413</id><published>2009-06-17T19:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T20:41:10.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>50% Harvard Geek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I feel such a geek in this outfit and I'm lovin' it!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was by Booksale yesterday and was book thrifting for hours. Booksale is a bookstore which sells used books and at a lesser price. It's the thriftshopping version for books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, I am a geek for 50% of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjjipykurpI/AAAAAAAABRk/ETLw01X6nI0/s1600-h/P6170235.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjjipykurpI/AAAAAAAABRk/ETLw01X6nI0/s400/P6170235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348273765080805010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjjiqPptIzI/AAAAAAAABR0/ghXwDHr9IdU/s1600-h/P6170233.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjjiqPptIzI/AAAAAAAABR0/ghXwDHr9IdU/s400/P6170233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348273772886303538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also bread shopping on that same day. I bought some fancy bread with some fancy design. Aren't they the cutest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjjipwZge6I/AAAAAAAABRs/nu_WKDSb-Po/s1600-h/P6160226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjjipwZge6I/AAAAAAAABRs/nu_WKDSb-Po/s400/P6160226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348273764496866210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjjiqHBVSWI/AAAAAAAABR8/yMjFakC7cio/s1600-h/P6170237.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjjiqHBVSWI/AAAAAAAABR8/yMjFakC7cio/s400/P6170237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348273770569484642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That cardigan I have on, I call my granny cardigan and I got it for only Php50 ($1) at a thrift store. Talk about cheap thrill! Gotta love 'em thriftshops!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: thrifted cardigan, What a Girl Wants cami, thrifted polka-dot skirt, Raphaella Booz platform wedges, vintage shoulder bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;, random jeweled bracelet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-5541243455500058413?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/5541243455500058413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=5541243455500058413' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/5541243455500058413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/5541243455500058413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/06/50-harvard-geek.html' title='50% Harvard Geek'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjjipykurpI/AAAAAAAABRk/ETLw01X6nI0/s72-c/P6170235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-7465565621161719577</id><published>2009-06-15T13:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T16:28:00.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Told You So</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjXlPyaBRZI/AAAAAAAABRc/V0TWKGiu67M/s1600-h/P6150231.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjXlPyaBRZI/AAAAAAAABRc/V0TWKGiu67M/s400/P6150231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347432191964038546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;It has been raining like crazy these past few days and just now while I'm typing this, strong winds are causing me to shut our windows close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this weather may come as a relief for some who have been dying of summer's heat stroke, but 'lil ol' me is hating it right now. You see, my mom has been reminding me to save some moolah for me to get my own car but I have been too busy shopping for clothes and shoes. So serves me right that I'm still commuting to work and the rain these days is ruining my beautiful shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could already hear my mom saying "I told you so." &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Sigh*&lt;/span&gt;  Mothers! Will they ever be wrong?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjXlPpYL4EI/AAAAAAAABRM/wkAe8K9sw78/s1600-h/P6150228.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjXlPpYL4EI/AAAAAAAABRM/wkAe8K9sw78/s400/P6150228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347432189540425794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm still rocking these tan booties of mine since I have realized that they're my best bet with this rainy season and car-less days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjXlP8s0ATI/AAAAAAAABRU/lquZ4g9uejA/s1600-h/P6150230.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjXlP8s0ATI/AAAAAAAABRU/lquZ4g9uejA/s400/P6150230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347432194727215410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Sorry for the blurry photos. Mom had to take them for me and she may not be the best photog around here.&lt;br /&gt;But I still love you Mom! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: Ashley by 26 International jacket, random racer back, random skinny jeans, Charles &amp;amp; Keith &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;convertible bag, booties from SM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-7465565621161719577?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/7465565621161719577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=7465565621161719577' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/7465565621161719577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/7465565621161719577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-told-you-so.html' title='I Told You So'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjXlPyaBRZI/AAAAAAAABRc/V0TWKGiu67M/s72-c/P6150231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-5310942418677856846</id><published>2009-06-14T18:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T14:25:36.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Social Life: Mission Accomplished</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Part II of my attempt to resurrect my social life from the dead.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I went out supposedly for coffee with "The Gels." But this plan turned out to be dinner, then coffee, then the bookstore. And add to that a little window shopping. I am still on the lookout for a new pair of dark, oversized sunnies to replace my broken one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the pouring rain that day, we all ended up leaving late and the lovely &lt;a href="http://amorousandsunkissed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sun-kissed Dreamer&lt;/a&gt; had to pick each one of us up.&lt;br /&gt;And thank God for that too 'coz it was seriously flooding right outside our house.&lt;br /&gt;Drainage system? What drainage system?!!! Our subdivision is such a failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the rain and flood gave me an idea of what to wear for that night. I thought it would have been appropriate to don some booties and sweater to go with the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjTDzfcaQlI/AAAAAAAABQs/UosG-rREy4k/s1600-h/P6130241.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjTDzfcaQlI/AAAAAAAABQs/UosG-rREy4k/s400/P6130241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347113946977026642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjTFnL-FKCI/AAAAAAAABRE/Sv49oTYVln8/s1600-h/P6130240.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjTFnL-FKCI/AAAAAAAABRE/Sv49oTYVln8/s400/P6130240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347115934614366242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;And boy was I glad to have gone out that night inspite of the rain. We had dinner at Mooon Cafe for some Mexican food then had coffee at UCC to try their Jap coffee. And let me also tell you that my eyes practically bulged out when I saw their prices. Php300++ ($7) for one effing slice of a cake!!! I could already get a 12-inch Subway sandwich that could last me an entire day with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjTDzNcGbjI/AAAAAAAABQk/Za0CqSGfq8g/s1600-h/P6130234.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjTDzNcGbjI/AAAAAAAABQk/Za0CqSGfq8g/s400/P6130234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347113942143888946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;L-R: moi, Kendi of  &lt;a href="http://mentallymisbegotten.blogspot.com/"&gt;monologues of the mentally misbegotten&lt;/a&gt;, G, Alele &amp;amp; Toni of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://amorousandsunkissed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sun-kissed Dreamer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjTFQY47weI/AAAAAAAABQ8/FtME3eyr51A/s1600-h/P6130229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjTFQY47weI/AAAAAAAABQ8/FtME3eyr51A/s400/P6130229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347115542945448418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;UCC's iced Irish cream espresso coffee and their button to call for a server&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then proceeded to Fully Booked (an uber cool bookstore) where we all morphed to the geeks that we truly were. Ha! I got to purchase 2 books which I don't think I'll ever get to read. I know... sad, just sad.&lt;br /&gt;This was then followed by a photoshoot session right outside the bookstore since they don't allow photographs inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjTDzF2zK3I/AAAAAAAABQc/mk4sW9a-Teg/s1600-h/4658_1086756768324_1208555666_30190751_4801497_n.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjTDzF2zK3I/AAAAAAAABQc/mk4sW9a-Teg/s400/4658_1086756768324_1208555666_30190751_4801497_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347113940108389234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjTFQcreQtI/AAAAAAAABQ0/1RcD6oWHkGs/s1600-h/P6130236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjTFQcreQtI/AAAAAAAABQ0/1RcD6oWHkGs/s400/P6130236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347115543962731218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;things we found along the way: green apples, Belo Medical Center (and no, I didn't get anything done)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjTDyze_auI/AAAAAAAABQU/WP8ZVaErX_o/s1600-h/4630_1174197275762_1252976038_30465288_5326304_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjTDyze_auI/AAAAAAAABQU/WP8ZVaErX_o/s400/4630_1174197275762_1252976038_30465288_5326304_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347113935176690402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I'm just so glad that I got to do this with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Gels&lt;/span&gt; and got to catch up with them inspite everyone's busy schedule. I hope I would get to join more of their sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got to see a lot of the usual party people that night, the usual weekend crowd. Nice catching up with them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overdressed Me's social life: Mission Accomplished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjTDytfuJRI/AAAAAAAABQM/kl24Jl4Fo34/s1600-h/4630_1174194315688_1252976038_30465222_7094570_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjTDytfuJRI/AAAAAAAABQM/kl24Jl4Fo34/s400/4630_1174194315688_1252976038_30465222_7094570_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347113933569139986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: thrifted sweater, Topshop footless leggings, booties from SM, CHarles &amp;amp; Keith convertible bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Photo Credits: Thanks to Rose with her fancy DSLR and to G for putting up with my crazy photo moments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5209396426134318313-5310942418677856846?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/5310942418677856846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=5310942418677856846' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/5310942418677856846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/5310942418677856846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/06/social-life-mission-accomplished.html' title='Social Life: Mission Accomplished'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjTDzfcaQlI/AAAAAAAABQs/UosG-rREy4k/s72-c/P6130241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-2140991247012223375</id><published>2009-06-13T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T16:34:00.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My So-Called Social Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I promised myself that I'd take care of my social life over this weekend because sadly, I have taken it for granted over these past few months and my list of friends is starting to dwindle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started it with off with breakfast with &lt;a href="http://stringedmusic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jumax&lt;/a&gt; right after I got off from work. It felt good doing catching up with her. Let's just say that we keep each other sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjMy2RTcMMI/AAAAAAAABQE/AtPwvSdwsNY/s1600-h/P6120224.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjMy2RTcMMI/AAAAAAAABQE/AtPwvSdwsNY/s400/P6120224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346673090558177474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then went to the mall after our chika marathon and went on an impromptu shopping spree. I was drooling over a lot of pieces over at Charles &amp;amp; Keith and I'm still on the lookout for dark oversized sunnies.&lt;br /&gt;I did not get home 'till late afternoon and by that time, I have already been up for more than 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh... the beauty of rest days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjMy2JfAcxI/AAAAAAAABP8/mJb0Pz3LOVo/s1600-h/P6120223.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjMy2JfAcxI/AAAAAAAABP8/mJb0Pz3LOVo/s400/P6120223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346673088459207442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a few more things planned for the rest of this weekend. And if you've got gigs there, hit me up with a note. I just might drop by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Thanks to &lt;a href="http://stringedmusic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jumax&lt;/a&gt; for being my photog for the day. You're the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;On me: Bayo cardigan, What A Girl Wants laced cami, thrifted skirt, Charles &amp;amp; Keith convertible bag, CMG ballet flats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-2140991247012223375?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/2140991247012223375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=2140991247012223375' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2140991247012223375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2140991247012223375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-so-called-social-life.html' title='My So-Called Social Life'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjMy2RTcMMI/AAAAAAAABQE/AtPwvSdwsNY/s72-c/P6120224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-2415230719546789271</id><published>2009-06-12T09:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T03:34:13.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjDJjLnqJcI/AAAAAAAABPc/JR9gaa613cI/s1600-h/P6110006.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjDJjLnqJcI/AAAAAAAABPc/JR9gaa613cI/s400/P6110006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345994363940513218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;My feet are now dead from walking the streets for hours in effing high heels.&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, I have actually just participated again in a thrift shopping escapade with a couple of my friends, after months of banning myself from any form of shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, it was completely unplanned, thus explaining why I didn't come prepared with my trusty ballet flats. We practically visited every single thrift shop on the entire strip. Poor neglected feet of mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjDJi8NKhDI/AAAAAAAABPU/I1qrENcl0hA/s1600-h/P6110004.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjDJi8NKhDI/AAAAAAAABPU/I1qrENcl0hA/s400/P6110004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345994359802856498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjDJjMKaH4I/AAAAAAAABPk/N6BpS73pVsw/s1600-h/P6110009.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjDJjMKaH4I/AAAAAAAABPk/N6BpS73pVsw/s400/P6110009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345994364086263682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this outfit, I actually wore it in two different ways that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People at work thought I looked like some schoolgirl. And after they've gotten over that, they then moved on to obsessing over the fact that the white shirt was my dad's. So now they call it as the "infamous dad's shirt." I found this really hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjDJjlS5ImI/AAAAAAAABP0/QIFgwDx4GK8/s1600-h/P6110012.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjDJjlS5ImI/AAAAAAAABP0/QIFgwDx4GK8/s400/P6110012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345994370832736866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjDJjThKlGI/AAAAAAAABPs/-tQeEvIz5gg/s1600-h/P6110010.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjDJjThKlGI/AAAAAAAABPs/-tQeEvIz5gg/s400/P6110010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345994366060762210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that together with this renewed spirit for shopping, that my gusto for everything else in my simple life would also come back. I even have a few social appointments lined up today and for the rest of the weekend. Aren't you proud of me already?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: dad's shirt, thrifted skirt, platform MJs from Leaveland, skinny belt from SM, Glamour4U wooden earrings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-2415230719546789271?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/2415230719546789271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=2415230719546789271' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2415230719546789271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2415230719546789271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-to-school.html' title='Back To School'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjDJjLnqJcI/AAAAAAAABPc/JR9gaa613cI/s72-c/P6110006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-4714877010641405889</id><published>2009-06-11T15:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T16:04:13.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger Police</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;So you have been reading about Tzietel, my crazy friend who's currently in Dubai.&lt;br /&gt;Very recently, she has been harassing me with letters of complaint and guilt trips everytime I miss posting an entry.&lt;br /&gt;Geez, whoever appointed her as the blogger police?! Is there even such thing? Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before she takes out her handcuffs, here goes my post for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjC5FgWmV0I/AAAAAAAABPE/D5unjtkj8Dw/s1600-h/P6110015.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjC5FgWmV0I/AAAAAAAABPE/D5unjtkj8Dw/s400/P6110015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345976261923985218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something that I wore last week. If I remember correctly, I just decided to grab the nearest thing that day on my way to work.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, it was because I was running late as usual. I guess I was still suffering from hangover from my recent vacay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjC5Fb1DIQI/AAAAAAAABO8/AvS4A4zmXVQ/s1600-h/P6110019.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjC5Fb1DIQI/AAAAAAAABO8/AvS4A4zmXVQ/s400/P6110019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345976260709523714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjC5F539GeI/AAAAAAAABPM/9jedJ0J7P5E/s1600-h/P6110017.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjC5F539GeI/AAAAAAAABPM/9jedJ0J7P5E/s400/P6110017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345976268774775266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for not cutting me any slack and always keeping me in line, Officer Tzietel.&lt;br /&gt;Goes to show how well you know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: thrifted dress, Maldita headband, skinny belt from SM, People Are People MJs, Ann Taylor sunnies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-4714877010641405889?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/4714877010641405889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=4714877010641405889' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/4714877010641405889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/4714877010641405889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/06/blogger-police.html' title='Blogger Police'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SjC5FgWmV0I/AAAAAAAABPE/D5unjtkj8Dw/s72-c/P6110015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-8270513686042909765</id><published>2009-06-10T20:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T20:40:37.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depression/Boredom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;What the hell is wrong with me these days?!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have been dragging myself and squeezing myself to death for more creative juice. And I'd hate to go all melodramatic about this but I'm just not feeling inspired at all. I think I'm feeling depressed.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe just bored.&lt;br /&gt;Both of which are just sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this phase would be a quick one and that I'll get over it very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Si-pC-Q2NgI/AAAAAAAABO0/0kocf3n7ufU/s1600-h/P6100002.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Si-pC-Q2NgI/AAAAAAAABO0/0kocf3n7ufU/s400/P6100002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345677151250560514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Si-pC9Y4lsI/AAAAAAAABOs/ZY00R0RpoxU/s1600-h/P6100003.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Si-pC9Y4lsI/AAAAAAAABOs/ZY00R0RpoxU/s400/P6100003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345677151015835330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously only have 3 minutes to spare to post this entry before I leave for work so this is going to be a quick one.&lt;br /&gt;'Till my next post then. That's if I don't die of depression/boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: thrifted jacket, Bench men's V-neck shirt, thrifted polka-dot skirt, Carlo Santana shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-8270513686042909765?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/8270513686042909765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=8270513686042909765' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/8270513686042909765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/8270513686042909765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/06/depressionboredom.html' title='Depression/Boredom'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Si-pC-Q2NgI/AAAAAAAABO0/0kocf3n7ufU/s72-c/P6100002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-7871269481940926748</id><published>2009-06-08T16:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T16:34:01.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preview June 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;So here I am again, waiting for the latest issue of Preview magazine, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;even though I know that copies will probably get in on the later part of the month, or the middle as the soonest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;So why do I insist on waiting as eary as the first week? Let's just say that I'm an uber impatient person and I just can't help but hope that a miracle will happen and that a copy would drop off from heaven straight to my lap anytime today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Okay, that's too much to ask. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;The least they could do is deliver earlier to our side of the country. But then again, even that is too much to ask too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;So I'll just go back to my waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;So I settled with this again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s89.photobucket.com/albums/k221/d4delta/?action=view&amp;amp;current=main_1243571004052909.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k221/d4delta/main_1243571004052909.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Here's a peek of their cover with Marian Rivera playing as Barbie, in celebration of Barbie's 5oth birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Yeah, that explains the pink overload.&lt;br /&gt;I like that they did not attempt to turn her into an over-tanned blond. And I also like that deer-caught-in-the-headlight eyes. I'm not so sure though if I like the model herself. We'll see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;And again, don't forget to drop by Preview's official website,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.stylebible.ph/"&gt;StyleBible.ph&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;They featured these new hot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.stylebible.ph/article.php?id=644"&gt;Nooka watches&lt;/a&gt; t&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;hat are uber cool. Go, check it our for yourselves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-7871269481940926748?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/7871269481940926748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=7871269481940926748' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/7871269481940926748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/7871269481940926748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/06/preview-june-2009.html' title='Preview June 2009'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-5817470977208347645</id><published>2009-06-07T17:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T17:21:28.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Shot The Sheriff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Was M.I.A. again.&lt;br /&gt;Guilty!&lt;br /&gt;So sorry guys.&lt;br /&gt;Tzietel, don't kill me. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's worse is I don't have any valid reason.&lt;br /&gt;I was just feeling lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiuEmP6X1RI/AAAAAAAABOU/jLVnMJKuucA/s1600-h/P6070001.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiuEmP6X1RI/AAAAAAAABOU/jLVnMJKuucA/s400/P6070001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344511175446484242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiuEmCtTiqI/AAAAAAAABOc/XG9F7gREOQo/s1600-h/P6070002.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiuEmCtTiqI/AAAAAAAABOc/XG9F7gREOQo/s400/P6070002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344511171902016162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiuEmbYnKCI/AAAAAAAABOk/8MrjwTcFvpw/s1600-h/P6070003.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiuEmbYnKCI/AAAAAAAABOk/8MrjwTcFvpw/s400/P6070003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344511178526107682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too lazy to go to fashion shows.&lt;br /&gt;Too lazy to go out and drink with friends.&lt;br /&gt;Too lazy to shop at the mall.&lt;br /&gt;Too lazy even to leave my room to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I change my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Tzietel, you can shoot me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: shirt from Walmart, shorts from a bazaar, thrifted silk scarf worn as a belt, Ann Taylor sunnies, CMG polka-dot wedges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-5817470977208347645?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/5817470977208347645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=5817470977208347645' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/5817470977208347645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/5817470977208347645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-shot-sheriff.html' title='I Shot The Sheriff'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiuEmP6X1RI/AAAAAAAABOU/jLVnMJKuucA/s72-c/P6070001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-8908741345637233042</id><published>2009-06-04T08:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T09:32:34.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons In Life by Palawan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiIH8lpznEI/AAAAAAAABME/ARIqbojoCKE/s1600-h/P5270224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiIH8lpznEI/AAAAAAAABME/ARIqbojoCKE/s400/P5270224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341840845495835714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I know I've been flooding entries about my Palawan trip these past few days. I just can't help but try to relive those happy, sunny days as summer comes to an end. And more importantly, these beautiful  memories will always be treasured in my heart (emo much?). Seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SihyfyRYBzI/AAAAAAAABM0/4oPn_amtEIc/s1600-h/P5280012.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SihyfyRYBzI/AAAAAAAABM0/4oPn_amtEIc/s400/P5280012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343646848271255346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SihygOJeVHI/AAAAAAAABM8/ufAgJonDvNA/s1600-h/P5280069.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SihygOJeVHI/AAAAAAAABM8/ufAgJonDvNA/s400/P5280069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343646855754306674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;So here goes a round-up of all the fun we had in Palawan. As my sister and I keep on saying, the photos and videos were just not enough to capture the true beauty of the place, neither the real essence of fun and family that we experienced while we were there. And cliche as this may sound, words would also never be enough to explain how I felt. I could only simply hope that you get to experience it as I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiIH8wkMmGI/AAAAAAAABMM/YsP3N0khCZo/s1600-h/P5290004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiIH8wkMmGI/AAAAAAAABMM/YsP3N0khCZo/s400/P5290004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341840848425097314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SihzBqomM1I/AAAAAAAABNM/-WD1I_MbAcs/s1600-h/P5280084.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SihzBqomM1I/AAAAAAAABNM/-WD1I_MbAcs/s400/P5280084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343647430336721746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SihzBmjbakI/AAAAAAAABNE/TxnC_EzumUs/s1600-h/P5280074.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SihzBmjbakI/AAAAAAAABNE/TxnC_EzumUs/s400/P5280074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343647429241301570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And for the record, I was as pessimistic as I could get about this trip. From the rainy weather, to the lack of civilization (in reference to no wifi, no cabs, no AC, no mall, not even an effing movie hauz). I even had fear that my cousins would be boring and that we'd not get along well. I was in fact, acting like the city brat that I'm easily stereotyped as.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sihze9FhqWI/AAAAAAAABNU/s6lIzCsZrIQ/s1600-h/P5290058.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sihze9FhqWI/AAAAAAAABNU/s6lIzCsZrIQ/s400/P5290058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343647933506103650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SihzexRGSUI/AAAAAAAABNc/yx75okrHqto/s1600-h/P5290061.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SihzexRGSUI/AAAAAAAABNc/yx75okrHqto/s400/P5290061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343647930333415746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiID3nXn_jI/AAAAAAAABKs/37aIr45c7PY/s1600-h/P5260070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiID3nXn_jI/AAAAAAAABKs/37aIr45c7PY/s400/P5260070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341836362010590770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sihz9AFYoNI/AAAAAAAABNk/HphfKqf8dSw/s1600-h/P5290052.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sihz9AFYoNI/AAAAAAAABNk/HphfKqf8dSw/s400/P5290052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343648449706893522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sihz9csVa7I/AAAAAAAABNs/Vee0RV4IKD4/s1600-h/P5290067.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sihz9csVa7I/AAAAAAAABNs/Vee0RV4IKD4/s400/P5290067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343648457386453938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am proud to say that the place has taught me more than I expected. From humility, love for nature, being kind (everyone was so nice), patience (it was kinda required with my adorably &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kulit&lt;/span&gt; cousins), to the true meaning of family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to give a special shoutout to the Dueñas family who have extended their hospitality to my own crazy family. It was such a joy to learn that they are as crazy and cool as we are. Inspite of the nosebleed I had in using my very limited Tagalog vocabulary, we were still able to annoy each other and bond in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sih0UIYLKjI/AAAAAAAABN0/HjVPOvtSW9o/s1600-h/P5270203.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sih0UIYLKjI/AAAAAAAABN0/HjVPOvtSW9o/s400/P5270203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343648847070177842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sih0ULIeCkI/AAAAAAAABN8/E7LKFIlfxL0/s1600-h/P5270222.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sih0ULIeCkI/AAAAAAAABN8/E7LKFIlfxL0/s400/P5270222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343648847809612354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;To Michael a.k.a. Monkel (only we can call him that), love your witty &amp;amp; sarcastic humor, which is so rare to find these days. I already miss our daily verbal sparrings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;To Marvin a.k.a. Korean boy, i'm sure you'll be breaking alot of hearts very soon. i already pity those girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;To Mauie, good to know I have a cousin who can swim. He's our own personal lifeguard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;To Macky, the kid who makes his own words. Dodas ka! Thanks for "DODAS".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;To Maverick, it was good to have a new &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bunso &lt;/span&gt;to kiss and hug again since my own brother is too old for it already. I'm surely gonna miss it when I see him next time and he'll be too old for it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;To auntie Zeny &amp;amp; uncle Bob, thank you thank you thank you and SUPER BIG THANK YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;These guys made our trip so much better. I'd seriously fly to Palawan just to see them again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sih02YGQQkI/AAAAAAAABOE/6cxfp3FMaQk/s1600-h/P5260137.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sih02YGQQkI/AAAAAAAABOE/6cxfp3FMaQk/s400/P5260137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343649435405533762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sih02p4JfeI/AAAAAAAABOM/VJufe9Lmu3E/s1600-h/P5260136.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sih02p4JfeI/AAAAAAAABOM/VJufe9Lmu3E/s400/P5260136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343649440178208226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nuff chessiness! Blame it on a momentary lapse on my part. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously guys, you definitely have to go to Palawan too. Let the place cast it's spell on you. (This is me playing tourism ad for Palawan.)&lt;br /&gt;And I promise you, it will do you a whole world of good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-8908741345637233042?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/8908741345637233042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=8908741345637233042' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/8908741345637233042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/8908741345637233042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/06/lessons-in-life-by-palawan.html' title='Lessons In Life by Palawan'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiIH8lpznEI/AAAAAAAABME/ARIqbojoCKE/s72-c/P5270224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-3635181405150711878</id><published>2009-06-03T08:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T08:37:01.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Green</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiIOiRGKfaI/AAAAAAAABMU/cP7DHgdKK4g/s1600-h/P5300001.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiIOiRGKfaI/AAAAAAAABMU/cP7DHgdKK4g/s400/P5300001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341848089882426786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Packing for Palawan was hell for me. Not only did I not have enough time to do it in between my 9-straight days of work and 4 hours of sleep, I also never got the chance to shop for it. I ended up doing my packing within an hour only, and on the night before we were to fly out. Unbelievable, isn't it? As my sis said, "You're f*cking Wonder Woman." Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just glad I remembered to bring a deo. But I did forget to bring my own toothbrush. Thanks to my mom for her incredible "mommy-foresight", she gave me a spare one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiIOi0ywuXI/AAAAAAAABMk/cY7hINla1AU/s1600-h/P5260043.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiIOi0ywuXI/AAAAAAAABMk/cY7hINla1AU/s400/P5260043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341848099464722802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I didn't forget to bring were my accessories. It being a summer escapade, I decided to play tourist and do an overload of it. But I also had enough sense to only bring one set of it, otherwise, I would have gone excess baggage on PAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiIOjHKm1pI/AAAAAAAABMs/LOPp3utg5FA/s1600-h/P5260046.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiIOjHKm1pI/AAAAAAAABMs/LOPp3utg5FA/s400/P5260046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341848104396576402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my theme this summer was white and wood. Overdressed Me is going green. I also urge you to do the same thing. I even no longer ask for my groceries or purchases to be stored in a plastic. And I now hate it when I see plastics floating in the sea. Go get a yourself a canvas shopping bag. Palawan has done this to me. Go green!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiIOiiSAE8I/AAAAAAAABMc/qoFqTLwBMk0/s1600-h/P5260087.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiIOiiSAE8I/AAAAAAAABMc/qoFqTLwBMk0/s400/P5260087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341848094495478722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Accessories: Icing beaded necklace, shell ring and wooden earrings from Glamour4U, wooden bracelet from a bazaar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-3635181405150711878?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/3635181405150711878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=3635181405150711878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/3635181405150711878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/3635181405150711878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/06/going-green.html' title='Going Green'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiIOiRGKfaI/AAAAAAAABMU/cP7DHgdKK4g/s72-c/P5300001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-3138543428481802256</id><published>2009-06-02T07:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T07:56:00.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Like Any Fable</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;On our last day in Palawan, we decided to go to Estrella Falls. It was a 3-hour drive from our place and had unpaved road in some parts of the trip. Hearing this, I then decided that I would not enjoy this activity.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;But just like any fable in the bible, I learned otherwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;What do you know, I actually ended up ass-deep in their ice-cold water to babysit the little cousins and actually enjoyed it. I even gave piggyback rides. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;*Gasp* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiH3eRQLhnI/AAAAAAAABKc/u288av-_Bg0/s1600-h/P5290008.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiH3eRQLhnI/AAAAAAAABKc/u288av-_Bg0/s400/P5290008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341822732437522034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I also jumped off the falls and ended up with a stub on my foot and bruises all over my leg. And not to mention a badly bruised (think dark purple) swollen finger. God, it's even hard to type this post right now. Who knew the middle finger was so useful. Now I have more reason to flash the dirty finger and get away with it. Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiH3ekEoVxI/AAAAAAAABKk/XJtbWXz4aMM/s1600-h/P5290009.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiH3ekEoVxI/AAAAAAAABKk/XJtbWXz4aMM/s400/P5290009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341822737489352466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;goofing around with my cool cousins, Marvin &amp;amp; Michael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;And yeah, we also had the appearance of the usual crew of monkeys. They were hovering over us while we were eating lunch. I knew we should have taken that crash course on How To Defend From Monkey Attacks For Dummies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiH3eamTLtI/AAAAAAAABKU/VmvgBH21dtg/s1600-h/P5290007.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiH3eamTLtI/AAAAAAAABKU/VmvgBH21dtg/s400/P5290007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341822734946217682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On me: dress from Ayala, polka-dot two piece from Ayala, thrifted silk scarf, Ann Taylor sandals, Icing bead necklace, Glamour4U earrings &amp;amp; ring, bracelet from a bazaar&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-3138543428481802256?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/3138543428481802256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=3138543428481802256' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/3138543428481802256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/3138543428481802256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-like-any-fable.html' title='Just Like Any Fable'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiH3eRQLhnI/AAAAAAAABKc/u288av-_Bg0/s72-c/P5290008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-4351513480870907704</id><published>2009-06-01T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T16:58:00.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Monkey Business Allowed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiHpFKkf5XI/AAAAAAAABJ8/gIgBbZygK6w/s1600-h/P5280071.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiHpFKkf5XI/AAAAAAAABJ8/gIgBbZygK6w/s400/P5280071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341806907984176498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;On our third day in Palawan, we went to the Subterranean River Park a.k.a Underground River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were also planning to take their 2-hour monkey trail but decided against it since it would have taken too much of our time. Also, because no one took the crash course on Defense From Monkey Attack 101. Hahaha. No kidding. We were actually warned not to carry plastic bags coz the monkeys would attack us thinking the plastics carry food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiHpE6bKsYI/AAAAAAAABJs/k2g8XXTP7To/s1600-h/P5280006.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiHpE6bKsYI/AAAAAAAABJs/k2g8XXTP7To/s400/P5280006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341806903650070914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And besides, if I really wanted to see monkeys, I already know a few number of people who closely resemble one. Ehem ehem. Ha! I hope they're not reading this. But if they are, peace out! You know I luhv you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to the underground river. We actually got an eyeful of bats and those small birds responsible for the bird's nest soup that I adore. We actually took a ride on this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;banca &lt;/span&gt;(small boat)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for 45-minutes through the cave. Kudos to our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;banca &lt;/span&gt;guide for the amazing stories he told and most especially for his jokes and punchlines with perfect timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiHpFMbf9oI/AAAAAAAABJ0/v4CZ1-h183I/s1600-h/P5280016.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiHpFMbf9oI/AAAAAAAABJ0/v4CZ1-h183I/s400/P5280016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341806908483303042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys should visit Palawan. It should be on your bucket list or something. I fully recommend it. I guess we all need a monkey scare at least once in our life. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiHpFaa1pKI/AAAAAAAABKE/FpxkCn6oOqQ/s1600-h/P5280075.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiHpFaa1pKI/AAAAAAAABKE/FpxkCn6oOqQ/s400/P5280075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341806912238625954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I swear I'm about to make life vests that look fashionable and with better cut. Those orange ones were hideous and I had to wear them everytime we're on water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;On me: nautical dress from Walmart, nautical tankini from SM, thrifted silk scarf, Ann Taylor sandals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-4351513480870907704?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/4351513480870907704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=4351513480870907704' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/4351513480870907704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/4351513480870907704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-monkey-business-allowed.html' title='No Monkey Business Allowed'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiHpFKkf5XI/AAAAAAAABJ8/gIgBbZygK6w/s72-c/P5280071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-2560244980712340758</id><published>2009-05-31T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T09:56:54.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting My Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I'm finally back from Palawan.&lt;br /&gt;And surprisingly, I didn't throw a fit with the fact that I didn't have wifi there.&lt;br /&gt;I think I really needed that reconnection with people. It was so good to bond with my family and my cool cousins. Thank God sarcastic humor runs in the family! Else, I would have died of boredom sans the wifi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiHhnajEceI/AAAAAAAABJM/nIeO8fmY2Pw/s1600-h/P5280080.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiHhnajEceI/AAAAAAAABJM/nIeO8fmY2Pw/s400/P5280080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341798700295680482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;And what do you know, I also unearthed my very little patience and used them on my very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kulit&lt;/span&gt; little cousins. I even agreed to play babysitter for them. I know, it's a shocker!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;But who could resist these cuties, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiHiZrlG3CI/AAAAAAAABJk/P0o6lx5tT7Y/s1600-h/P5260055.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiHiZrlG3CI/AAAAAAAABJk/P0o6lx5tT7Y/s400/P5260055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341799563861089314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;look at those adorable sunnies on Maverick and Macky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;For the four days we stayed in Palawan, my dad made sure each of our day was jammed-packed with activities. Imagine waking up at 5 am everyday and going home really tired but still wanting for more. It's amazing I still have the energy to post this today when I should be recharging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiHhnaJzPoI/AAAAAAAABJU/uyFG97X6IjE/s1600-h/P5270170.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiHhnaJzPoI/AAAAAAAABJU/uyFG97X6IjE/s400/P5270170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341798700189695618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Thank God too for the beautiful weather the entire time we were there. I heard Cebu had rain. Now I feel so blessed. Perfect sunny weather, cool &amp;amp; adorable cousins, and a crazy yet very loving family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Just counting my blessings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiHhnuKdehI/AAAAAAAABJc/0vQnJ3BOaCQ/s1600-h/P5280082.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiHhnuKdehI/AAAAAAAABJc/0vQnJ3BOaCQ/s400/P5280082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341798705561172498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: Speed Control maxi dress, nautical-themed two-piece from SM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;, thrifted silk scarf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-2560244980712340758?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/2560244980712340758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=2560244980712340758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2560244980712340758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2560244980712340758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/05/counting-my-blessings.html' title='Counting My Blessings'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiHhnajEceI/AAAAAAAABJM/nIeO8fmY2Pw/s72-c/P5280080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-3006898634095758180</id><published>2009-05-28T16:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T09:31:31.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, I'm At A Beach!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Greetings from sunny Palawan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sh0Z2Hqtj8I/AAAAAAAABI0/_uoC8v5BrQQ/s1600-h/P5270182.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sh0Z2Hqtj8I/AAAAAAAABI0/_uoC8v5BrQQ/s400/P5270182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340453150693101506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Okay, so I was able to squeeze in a few minutes to do a quick post. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sh0Z2XWbGYI/AAAAAAAABJE/MwlX8RRo9TU/s1600-h/P5270217.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sh0Z2XWbGYI/AAAAAAAABJE/MwlX8RRo9TU/s400/P5270217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340453154902972802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I just got back from our island hopping and I had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;We did fish feeding and I tell you, those fishes act like they've never been fed. hahaha. We also did the regular snorkeling and swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sh0Z2XXNo-I/AAAAAAAABI8/4fHWzz-9724/s1600-h/P5270204.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sh0Z2XXNo-I/AAAAAAAABI8/4fHWzz-9724/s400/P5270204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340453154906285026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;More posts to come. Tomorrow, we'll visit the underground river.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I promise there'll be more when I get back to Cebu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: 24th &amp;amp; Ocean two-piece suit, thrifted scarf, People Are People sunnies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-3006898634095758180?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/3006898634095758180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=3006898634095758180' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/3006898634095758180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/3006898634095758180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-im-at-beach.html' title='Finally, I&apos;m At A Beach!'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sh0Z2Hqtj8I/AAAAAAAABI0/_uoC8v5BrQQ/s72-c/P5270182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-2094114338531995250</id><published>2009-05-27T18:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T10:35:11.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Formal Letter Of Complaint</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I just laughed my ass off when Tzietel, my crazy friend in Dubai, sent a formal complaint against my lack of new posts. Can they even do that? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sh0XQIA0gLI/AAAAAAAABIk/9MSjLkShj9g/s1600-h/P5260028.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sh0XQIA0gLI/AAAAAAAABIk/9MSjLkShj9g/s400/P5260028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340450298927546546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the comment she posted today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basin gusto na nimo mag update? gikapoy nako ug open sa imong blog human walay bag-o. toink! i can see u from here, ayaw ko hapaka ug bag ba, brutal kaau ka. wahahhaha... D, u wanna post your goodies for the palawan trip, excited ko ay... lab u.mwah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation:&lt;br /&gt;you might want to do an update by now? i'm tired of opening your blog everyday and end up with nothing new. and i can now imagine your reaction from here. you would have already hit me with your nag by now. you were always so violent. wahahaha... seriously, do post your goodies from Palawan, im so excited for them. love u. mwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, I love that crazy gurl! Miss her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sh0XQbWRE3I/AAAAAAAABIs/mCbCktwDxMo/s1600-h/P5260037.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sh0XQbWRE3I/AAAAAAAABIs/mCbCktwDxMo/s400/P5260037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340450304117773170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's right, I've been M.I.A. lately since I'm on my week-long late-summer vacay in Palawan. Everything has been amazing so far, except for the fact that there's limited wifi spots around here. But the again, maybe that's good. I think I need to catch up on the outside world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sh0XP-WZo_I/AAAAAAAABIc/twjUviP8PlA/s1600-h/P5260031.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sh0XP-WZo_I/AAAAAAAABIc/twjUviP8PlA/s400/P5260031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340450296333706226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to post more if I can find time to go to their wifi spots here. For now, let me leave you with some photos of mine at the airport while we were waiting for our flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiHsy99lrlI/AAAAAAAABKM/qQ0fxksLX7g/s1600-h/P5260051.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SiHsy99lrlI/AAAAAAAABKM/qQ0fxksLX7g/s400/P5260051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341810993408618066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: Maldita yellow blazer, ruffled shift dress from Ayala, Guess skinnies, People Are People sunnies, Icing bead necklace, bracelet from a bazaar, Raphaella Booz platform wedges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-2094114338531995250?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/2094114338531995250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=2094114338531995250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2094114338531995250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2094114338531995250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/05/formal-letter-of-complaint.html' title='Formal Letter Of Complaint'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sh0XQIA0gLI/AAAAAAAABIk/9MSjLkShj9g/s72-c/P5260028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-1403347989780441840</id><published>2009-05-23T18:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T19:56:14.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bad Case of Hangover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;It's a weekend and I terribly need to make up for the bad case of sleep deprivation I have. So you have to make do with these photos I got while surfing the web today, barely awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Disclaimer: I cannot be held accountable for comments I place when I'm working in a half-asleep state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Shfe0nTwsGI/AAAAAAAABIU/JDOGG0Wb56A/s1600-h/lindsay_lohan.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Shfe0nTwsGI/AAAAAAAABIU/JDOGG0Wb56A/s400/lindsay_lohan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338980878757441634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I would never go out in public with just my jammies on. Or maybe La Lohan's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;the one having a serious case of sleep deprivation and she's sleep-walking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Shfe0YXlz1I/AAAAAAAABIM/KU3I2w4zBhw/s1600-h/leighton_meester.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Shfe0YXlz1I/AAAAAAAABIM/KU3I2w4zBhw/s400/leighton_meester.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338980874746974034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Everybody looks lovely in this photo except for the Queen B. She actually looks like some soccer mom in a PTA meeting. She needs to ditch that loose suit and also that blond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Shfe0QHDEKI/AAAAAAAABIE/sVST-bnkvhg/s1600-h/fergie.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Shfe0QHDEKI/AAAAAAAABIE/sVST-bnkvhg/s400/fergie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338980872530104482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Is Fergie planning of going back to her old wacky Black Eyed Peas days? And here I was thinking that she has already matured beautifully and glamorously. I take it back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Shfe0HFqIzI/AAAAAAAABH8/gMqofRPacdw/s1600-h/angelina_jolie.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Shfe0HFqIzI/AAAAAAAABH8/gMqofRPacdw/s400/angelina_jolie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338980870108357426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Now this couple could do no wrong in my book. Especially that number on Angie. So sensuous and provocative, it's almost a sin to even glance at it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;And so I lay myself to sleep. Hopefully an outfit post tomorrow. Ta-ta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Photo credit:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.people.com/"&gt;www.People.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-1403347989780441840?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/1403347989780441840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=1403347989780441840' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/1403347989780441840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/1403347989780441840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/05/bad-case-of-hangover.html' title='A Bad Case of Hangover'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Shfe0nTwsGI/AAAAAAAABIU/JDOGG0Wb56A/s72-c/lindsay_lohan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-1245371539864232371</id><published>2009-05-22T10:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:24:02.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working In A Snail Pace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Today, I went on another thrift shopping escapade. Sadly though, it didn't turn out as great as I expected it to be. Especially considering that I haven't gone to a thrift shop in ages. I didn't find any great pieces and some of the shops were even still closed when I got there. Nothing wrong with being an early bird, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShYLwvxc6lI/AAAAAAAABHs/UZ_bFfqgoCE/s1600-h/P5220041.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShYLwvxc6lI/AAAAAAAABHs/UZ_bFfqgoCE/s400/P5220041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338467340379810386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also keeping this post short 'coz my dearest lappie is acting up on me. It's working in a snail pace today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShYLw0ANsyI/AAAAAAAABH0/2Hs6HlhCKFc/s1600-h/P5220042.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShYLw0ANsyI/AAAAAAAABH0/2Hs6HlhCKFc/s400/P5220042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338467341515469602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just a quick F.Y.I.: I had a terrible time wearing this dress since the lining underneath was too short so the chiffon material ended up being too revealing. I had to keep pulling it down every 10 seconds or so. It was that, or I had to remain seated the entire 9 hours at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShYLwf0yVGI/AAAAAAAABHk/Rr1KfiyzBto/s1600-h/P5220040.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShYLwf0yVGI/AAAAAAAABHk/Rr1KfiyzBto/s400/P5220040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338467336098829410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: Bayo cardigan, thrifted dress, random woven belt, Raphaella Booz platform wedges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-1245371539864232371?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/1245371539864232371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=1245371539864232371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/1245371539864232371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/1245371539864232371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/05/working-in-snail-pace.html' title='Working In A Snail Pace'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShYLwvxc6lI/AAAAAAAABHs/UZ_bFfqgoCE/s72-c/P5220041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-3735545599338293217</id><published>2009-05-21T06:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T06:01:00.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer's Not Over Yet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShNcVBubhtI/AAAAAAAABG8/3UX-s6Tx88s/s1600-h/P5200032.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShNcVBubhtI/AAAAAAAABG8/3UX-s6Tx88s/s400/P5200032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337711499674355410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;It has been raining a lot lately so it seems like the rainy season is well on it's way.&lt;br /&gt;But please not before I get to go on my long-overdue summer escapade to Palawan. Lord, I beg of you to please hold off those rain clouds and so I can enjoy some sun before summer officially ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShNcUXPuW_I/AAAAAAAABGs/NNtIvaNDKoI/s1600-h/P5200030.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShNcUXPuW_I/AAAAAAAABGs/NNtIvaNDKoI/s400/P5200030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337711488271277042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm short of killing myself right now just so I can go on this freaking trip. Due to the necessary adjustment I had with my schedule at work, I will end up working for 9 straight days just so I can have the 5 days off from work to fly to Palawan.&lt;br /&gt;Some people actually call this suicide and I'd probably go crazy, but I'll take the risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShNcUzDTl_I/AAAAAAAABG0/E47hNkvb8TQ/s1600-h/P5200031.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShNcUzDTl_I/AAAAAAAABG0/E47hNkvb8TQ/s400/P5200031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337711495735384050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip better be worth it. Else, I'm so gonna throw a fit. Mark my words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On me: thrifted shirt dress worn underneath, random belt, thrifted purple cardigan, platform pumps from Ayala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-3735545599338293217?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/3735545599338293217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=3735545599338293217' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/3735545599338293217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/3735545599338293217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/05/summers-not-over-yet.html' title='Summer&apos;s Not Over Yet'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShNcVBubhtI/AAAAAAAABG8/3UX-s6Tx88s/s72-c/P5200032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-8625875718886542747</id><published>2009-05-20T05:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T05:05:00.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller Coaster Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Things are going so well lately. Good news just keep on rolling my way. Dear God, pleazzzz keep 'em comin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) I finally was accepted in Independent Fashion Bloggers. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;So excited to join&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; 'em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Was invited to a really cool party this weekend. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I am truly honored.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Have already finalized our long overdue summer trip to Palawan. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4.) This blog is getting a lot of response. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Thank you to all of you guys!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) Positive reviews for my "secret project" has been coming in like kuh-ray-zee! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;An icing on top of the cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShJNhn7EEjI/AAAAAAAABGc/R16jZIf8MEM/s1600-h/P5190033.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShJNhn7EEjI/AAAAAAAABGc/R16jZIf8MEM/s400/P5190033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337413748435194418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling a lot of emotions, I feel like I'm on a freakin' roller coaster ride.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm lovin' it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShJNhzRLeRI/AAAAAAAABGk/JI6xEIly7iA/s1600-h/P5190034.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShJNhzRLeRI/AAAAAAAABGk/JI6xEIly7iA/s400/P5190034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337413751480744210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I also want to dedicate this entry to a very dear friend of mine in Dubai.&lt;br /&gt;Tzietel, you know I love you to bits and I miss you like hell!&lt;br /&gt;Come back home soon. I need somebody crazier than I am just so I can look sane next to you. Lol. You better take care of yourself there coz I can't afford botox from worrying over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShJNhnXIvEI/AAAAAAAABGU/7SPVs11-twQ/s1600-h/P5190032.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShJNhnXIvEI/AAAAAAAABGU/7SPVs11-twQ/s400/P5190032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337413748284505154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: my 'lil bro's shirt, thrifted cardigan, leggings from SM, random woven belt, Raphaella Booz platform wedges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-8625875718886542747?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/8625875718886542747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=8625875718886542747' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/8625875718886542747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/8625875718886542747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/05/roller-coaster-ride.html' title='Roller Coaster Ride'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShJNhn7EEjI/AAAAAAAABGc/R16jZIf8MEM/s72-c/P5190033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-3435544864487836494</id><published>2009-05-19T00:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:44:00.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To Black</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShFDRCqcOVI/AAAAAAAABF8/_O2u2t8bi7o/s1600-h/P5180023.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShFDRCqcOVI/AAAAAAAABF8/_O2u2t8bi7o/s400/P5180023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337120993462466898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;All this black I'm wearing is reminding me of that movie, Phantom of The Opera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Gawd, I love that movie! I officially fell in love with the Phantom. Note though that this was even way before I learned that the role was played by hunky Gerard Butler, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;There was something in the songs that were just hauntingly beautiful and achingly sad.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShFDRJMyttI/AAAAAAAABF0/tymem1XuIwM/s1600-h/P5180022.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShFDRJMyttI/AAAAAAAABF0/tymem1XuIwM/s400/P5180022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337120995217159890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;So just ignore me while I blabber on and on about love, I'm just inspired these past few days. And no, I'm not going into details with you on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShFDRHmVL0I/AAAAAAAABFs/-JbvCvdpQ8k/s1600-h/P5180021.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShFDRHmVL0I/AAAAAAAABFs/-JbvCvdpQ8k/s400/P5180021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337120994787405634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I digress. So back to the color black.&lt;br /&gt;Black is not the friendliest color when you're subjected to the heat of the summer sun. You'd think that an island girl like me would know better than to wear all black while going around the city to have the sun glare and pierce at you all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who haven't experienced this yet, spare yourselves the suffering and trust me on this one. And to those of you who had the unfortunate event of experiencing it, I absolutely sympathize with you.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShFD72v8jUI/AAAAAAAABGM/7JLacbaXO14/s1600-h/P5180025.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShFD72v8jUI/AAAAAAAABGM/7JLacbaXO14/s400/P5180025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337121728998706498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;By the way, that necklace I wore on the photos has sadly died a natural death. Or not.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was trying to work out it's tiny latch today to take it off, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think &lt;/span&gt;I accidentally broke the strings and all the little beads came rolling everywhere. They're all over my floor right now and I'm just too tired (read: too lazy) to clean them up.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a waste of a beautiful thing. I did love that necklace and it did serve me well.&lt;/span&gt; Rest in peace beaded necklace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: thrifted polka dot dress shirt, woooden earrings from Glamour4U, random beaded necklace, random skinny jeans, garter belt from SM, satin shoes from Leaveland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-3435544864487836494?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/3435544864487836494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=3435544864487836494' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/3435544864487836494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/3435544864487836494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-to-black.html' title='Back To Black'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShFDRCqcOVI/AAAAAAAABF8/_O2u2t8bi7o/s72-c/P5180023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-2795393900301423064</id><published>2009-05-18T07:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T07:24:00.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sweet Smile And Charming Self</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;It's official, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I truly suck as a friend!&lt;br /&gt;So my good friend Karl messaged me that he wanted to go out for dinner or something. But I was too absorbed and in the zone doing this secret project I have to have noticed his message. And by the time that I finally got to read it, I was already too tired and ended up dozing off to la la land before I got to send a reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sg-JKSIOTLI/AAAAAAAABE0/Hd5KqNGPhP8/s1600-h/P5170037.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sg-JKSIOTLI/AAAAAAAABE0/Hd5KqNGPhP8/s400/P5170037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336634893215354034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually notorious for this type of behaviour. No wonder I don't have a lot of friends. I should be lucky I still have a few of them, considering my terrible temper and childish tantrums. Wonder what keeps them with me. Must be my sweet smile and charm. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Scoff*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sg-IYy0dS4I/AAAAAAAABEc/nlaHkFIrXK4/s1600-h/P5170033.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sg-IYy0dS4I/AAAAAAAABEc/nlaHkFIrXK4/s400/P5170033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336634042997361538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(an early morning view from my mom's garden)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I seriously need to get a life instead of always being holed up in my room with my face in front of my lappie for practically the entire day. My friends say this is no longer healthy even for me.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope he does not hate me so much after this. I plan to make it up to him and pray to god that that, together with my sweet smile and charming self, he'll let me off the hook easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sg-KG1BvtjI/AAAAAAAABFE/qLnFrJpR2fw/s1600-h/P5170038.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sg-KG1BvtjI/AAAAAAAABFE/qLnFrJpR2fw/s400/P5170038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336635933375575602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: Gap Kids sundress, Esprit mustard scarf, People Are People gladiators&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-2795393900301423064?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/2795393900301423064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=2795393900301423064' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2795393900301423064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2795393900301423064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-sweet-smile-and-charming-self.html' title='My Sweet Smile And Charming Self'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sg-JKSIOTLI/AAAAAAAABE0/Hd5KqNGPhP8/s72-c/P5170037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-1308595385910471520</id><published>2009-05-17T10:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T11:22:34.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Quite The Party Animal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Yesterday, I woke up hungry at 2 in the morning and it was just my luck that I couldn't find anything to eat in our fridge. Well, there were the usual frozen food and canned meat but I refused to take in anything that even slightly resembles fastfood. I already have enough of that at work every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sg-BpQ0AONI/AAAAAAAABEM/jkjMtVShGos/s1600-h/P5170032.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sg-BpQ0AONI/AAAAAAAABEM/jkjMtVShGos/s400/P5170032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336626629345032402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I remembered eyeing those french toasts that Jumax ordered the other day at the coffee shop and I decided to put my cooking skills to a test and tried to recreate them with the available resources we have at home. And besides, I'm also crazy enough to make french toasts at 2 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sg-BplBfbpI/AAAAAAAABEU/nNyppxjL2uc/s1600-h/P5160030.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sg-BplBfbpI/AAAAAAAABEU/nNyppxjL2uc/s400/P5160030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336626634770312850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also ended up making soup and ham to go with my breakfast. And I've got to say, it was not bad at all. I'm giving myself a pat on the back right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sg-BpW-LabI/AAAAAAAABEE/gQ-xDG_KY70/s1600-h/P5170031.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sg-BpW-LabI/AAAAAAAABEE/gQ-xDG_KY70/s400/P5170031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336626630998321586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sg-BpMVVxyI/AAAAAAAABD8/ypbABCBWJ-8/s1600-h/P5170036.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sg-BpMVVxyI/AAAAAAAABD8/ypbABCBWJ-8/s400/P5170036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336626628142679842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was a weekend so I decided to take it easy and just chill for the rest of the day. I'm not quite the party animal kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: One Perfect kimono-like top, shorts from a bazaar, shoes from Artwork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-1308595385910471520?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/1308595385910471520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=1308595385910471520' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/1308595385910471520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/1308595385910471520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-quite-party-animal.html' title='Not Quite The Party Animal'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sg-BpQ0AONI/AAAAAAAABEM/jkjMtVShGos/s72-c/P5170032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-1971905902651239961</id><published>2009-05-15T13:04:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T14:18:34.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lakers Vs. Rockets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sgz9lTgHKlI/AAAAAAAABDk/is60NA-BHeA/s1600-h/P5150033.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sgz9lTgHKlI/AAAAAAAABDk/is60NA-BHeA/s400/P5150033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335918475859143250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Contrary to popular belief, I do have a social life and I also do have friends. I do sometimes leave my hole of a room to see what the rest of the world is up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I conveniently prepared a couple of evidence for you to prove my point. Check out the photos from my last day out with my friends. I met up with them this morning for some bacon and pancakes for breakfast at a nearby coffee shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sgz-bWEVisI/AAAAAAAABD0/R9EoDCWno4M/s1600-h/P5150045.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sgz-bWEVisI/AAAAAAAABD0/R9EoDCWno4M/s400/P5150045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335919404260887234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Exhibit A: Jumax &amp;amp; boss Emmy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Jumax here is flying to Manila next month for her architecture board exams. I'm very sure she'll do so well with her exams since she's been holed up with her books for months already. Talk about pressure! And I'm so gonna miss this gurl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;While Emmy here is literally my boss at work. So you totally would understand why I can't say anything bad about her. This is probably me kissing ass with her. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, she's the very epitome of grace under pressure, which I always admired and wished I possessed too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sgz9k-5rBbI/AAAAAAAABDE/BnAnG-Lqbd0/s1600-h/P5150035.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sgz9k-5rBbI/AAAAAAAABDE/BnAnG-Lqbd0/s400/P5150035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335918470329206194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Exhibit B: Rap &amp;amp; Moi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Now Rap here is one lucky, overpaid person. She has a very positive outlook and is a big fan of sports. In fact, while we were chatting over breakfast, she had the realtime gamecast of Lakers and Rockets' game 6 on my lappie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sgz9_KEpIjI/AAAAAAAABDs/qVODan8VvwA/s1600-h/P5150031.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sgz9_KEpIjI/AAAAAAAABDs/qVODan8VvwA/s400/P5150031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335918920004608562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sgz9lHkNaRI/AAAAAAAABDU/5YqBBvc-EdA/s1600-h/P5150028.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sgz9lHkNaRI/AAAAAAAABDU/5YqBBvc-EdA/s400/P5150028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335918472655104274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;And because they're all my friends, it was just natural for them to take turns in taking my photos. I'm so gonna quote Rap when she said, "Fashion first before sports." She couldn't have said it better. After all, I don't know shit about sports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: random T-shirt, Promod fitted vest, Tommy Hilfiger skinnies, Aloha Vans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-1971905902651239961?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/1971905902651239961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=1971905902651239961' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/1971905902651239961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/1971905902651239961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/05/lakers-vs-rockets.html' title='Lakers Vs. Rockets'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sgz9lTgHKlI/AAAAAAAABDk/is60NA-BHeA/s72-c/P5150033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-4132809046845242419</id><published>2009-05-14T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T12:54:34.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preview May 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-align: center;"&gt;I've keep playing this waiting game every single month. I hate how magazine publications are not distributed as fast as I wish they were. You see, they are usually published in another region and still need to be shipped to our far away city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-align: center;"&gt;And one of the few things that impatient me hates, is waiting, next to body odor. I should already be a saint by now with all the patience I've been applying over this. Hmph!&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to get my hands on this month's issue of Preview. It wasn't in yet when I went hunting for it last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s89.photobucket.com/albums/k221/d4delta/?action=view&amp;amp;current=main_1241782975050809.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k221/d4delta/main_1241782975050809.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I settled on checking their official website &lt;a href="http://www.stylebible.ph/"&gt;StyleBible.ph&lt;/a&gt; instead to get a peek of their latest cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a big fan of Ruffa Gutierrez but those LVs are delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-4132809046845242419?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/4132809046845242419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=4132809046845242419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/4132809046845242419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/4132809046845242419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/05/preview-may-2009.html' title='Preview May 2009'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-2242537378086921750</id><published>2009-05-13T10:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T11:14:29.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and Sex and Magic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I have not been in any mood to dress up lately. So forgive me for the lousy outfits lately. I seriously need a new inspiration. I'm not even tempted to shop for clothes. This is so efing frustrating. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sgo6HUKBKtI/AAAAAAAABCs/SkY5zPWz4A8/s1600-h/blog+458.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sgo6HUKBKtI/AAAAAAAABCs/SkY5zPWz4A8/s400/blog+458.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335140605917997778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I would completely feel bad if I don't get to use my brand new cam. I have got to put it in good use, right?&lt;br /&gt;So here are my first ever shots outdoors after like the longest time. I think I already had enough of that mustard wall inside the house, though I have already grown fond of it (my mom painted that wall herself).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sgo6Hpps_pI/AAAAAAAABC0/dLXWCGh7dkA/s1600-h/blog+459.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sgo6Hpps_pI/AAAAAAAABC0/dLXWCGh7dkA/s400/blog+459.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335140611688038034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randomness: I can't seem to get enough of the song Love and Sex and Magic by Ciara ft. Justin Timberlake. It has been on repeat on my iPod for days and I just can't help but dance to it everytime it's on. So sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;On me: Bayo cardigan, thrifted shift dress, American Eagle pleated skirt, Betty leggings, CMG ballet flats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-2242537378086921750?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/2242537378086921750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=2242537378086921750' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2242537378086921750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2242537378086921750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-and-sex-and-magic.html' title='Love and Sex and Magic'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sgo6HUKBKtI/AAAAAAAABCs/SkY5zPWz4A8/s72-c/blog+458.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-5347977746507609389</id><published>2009-05-12T18:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T19:12:23.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Truth Of The Matter Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Aside from being overdressed 80% of the time, the simple truth is that I'm just one simple girl. Seriously, no kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;And to prove my point to you guys, I'm giving you a special private tour to my daily bag of magic tricks (or not!). You see, I have been lugging around oversized bags for like the longest time but you'd be surprised at how little I carry inside it. A guy officemate of mine before once commented that I don't do the bag size any justice. Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SglX6vB5EcI/AAAAAAAABCk/dWWyR-2wYHI/s1600-h/P5120027.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SglX6vB5EcI/AAAAAAAABCk/dWWyR-2wYHI/s400/P5120027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334891900165493186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my trusty Charles &amp;amp; Keith convertible bag&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motorola flip phone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iPod Nano w/ d uber cute angel silicone protector&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bath &amp;amp; Body irresistible apple body spray&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my omnipresent sunnies&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine West mustard wallet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penshoppe cheek tint&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revlon Pink in the Afternoon lipstick&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revlon Pink Afterglow gloss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;And this is entirely non-fashion related, but these are what I have been eating lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SglX6RzaylI/AAAAAAAABCc/PkAzqn5vTOI/s1600-h/P5120023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SglX6RzaylI/AAAAAAAABCc/PkAzqn5vTOI/s400/P5120023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334891892320160338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I bought tons of BreadTalk's pizza bread so it's all I've been eating for the past few days. The cake was the one I got for mom on Mother's Days and we've also got some ice cream in the fridge, strawberry &amp;amp; chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh lord, this is not helping my weight at all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-5347977746507609389?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/5347977746507609389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=5347977746507609389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/5347977746507609389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/5347977746507609389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/05/simple-truth-of-matter-is.html' title='Simple Truth Of The Matter Is'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SglX6vB5EcI/AAAAAAAABCk/dWWyR-2wYHI/s72-c/P5120027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-3480916379072625055</id><published>2009-05-10T12:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T14:47:21.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Years And Years Of Rebellion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I went out this morning to visit my grandma at the hospital before she gets discharged. I also went by the mall to buy lunch for Mother's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my delight, my rebellious brother (who once dropped out of school) called me asking if he can bring some ice cream to celebrate Mother's Day with us. This has been the highlight of my day! I'm so glad my brother turned out to be a thoughtful and responsible person after all those years of rebellion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgZt_8IBU2I/AAAAAAAABB4/qUtll_zZqoU/s1600-h/CIMG1592.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgZt_8IBU2I/AAAAAAAABB4/qUtll_zZqoU/s400/CIMG1592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334071753905886050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw Roselle (a.k.a Atsi) at this pastry shop where I bought a cake for mom. She commented that it was her first time to see me so bare. You see, she's not used to seeing me in anything else aside my conservative office clothes. Her comment really amused me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgZuAb0NAiI/AAAAAAAABCQ/04PBSb5LwRQ/s1600-h/CIMG1594.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgZuAb0NAiI/AAAAAAAABCQ/04PBSb5LwRQ/s400/CIMG1594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334071762412700194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atsi and I have actually been working together for the past 9 months, her as the team's Quality Analyst. I suddenly felt sad when I realized that tonight will be the last time that we'll be working together since each of us has been assigned a new team to handle at work. I'm surely gonna miss her. She has been one of the very few people who has been able to tolerate and understand me at my worst temper ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgZuALtjhgI/AAAAAAAABCE/B9EOJH90efw/s1600-h/CIMG1593.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgZuALtjhgI/AAAAAAAABCE/B9EOJH90efw/s400/CIMG1593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334071758089848322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I also started to check out some digital cameras at the mall. I've been mulling over the thought of getting a new one ever since our old cam started going berserk on us. My friend told me of this great deal he found at this one shop but I ran out of patience trying to look for the shop so I ended giving up on it. Maybe when I finally have enough time (and patience), I'll get serious on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: Maldita satin dress, two-strand headband from Ross, People Are People gladiators, Charled &amp;amp; Keith convertible bag, Ann Taylor sunnies, Fossil watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-3480916379072625055?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/3480916379072625055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=3480916379072625055' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/3480916379072625055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/3480916379072625055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/05/years-and-years-of-rebellion.html' title='Years And Years Of Rebellion'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgZt_8IBU2I/AAAAAAAABB4/qUtll_zZqoU/s72-c/CIMG1592.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-4781292037542356180</id><published>2009-05-09T06:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T06:53:16.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Apple A Day Keeps The Doctor Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;It was funny how people kept mistaking me for a doctor the entire day while I visited my grandma at the hospital. Can't say I blame them too 'coz I was actually wearing this white jacket yesterday. Even the cab driver thought I was also a doctor when I gave him the hospital's name for him to drive me to. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgS3H3PKS_I/AAAAAAAABBw/MU9AW38Unjw/s1600-h/CIMG1588.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgS3H3PKS_I/AAAAAAAABBw/MU9AW38Unjw/s400/CIMG1588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333589204428016626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my grandma is fine. She actually looked like nothing happened at all and is ready to go back to her gardening tools. I swear, she totally rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgS3Hm3ZBSI/AAAAAAAABBo/WhIFDmXksro/s1600-h/CIMG1585.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgS3Hm3ZBSI/AAAAAAAABBo/WhIFDmXksro/s400/CIMG1585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333589200033350946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I absolutely sucked as a stand-in nurse for my grandma yesterday. Apart from buying breakfast and lunch for everyone there, I just ended up sleeping the rest of the day. I wanted to make up for it by watching over her today but I heard she's ready for discharge today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a day after an operation and she's ready to go home. Told 'ya she rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgS3Hg4nU3I/AAAAAAAABBg/W2j9NLfwaxg/s1600-h/CIMG1579.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgS3Hg4nU3I/AAAAAAAABBg/W2j9NLfwaxg/s400/CIMG1579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333589198427870066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: thrifted white jacket, mom's blue top, Promod wide-legged pants, People R People Sunnies, Buxton laptop bag, CMG shoes, LV and Ann Taylor bangles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-4781292037542356180?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/4781292037542356180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=4781292037542356180' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/4781292037542356180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/4781292037542356180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/05/apple-day-keeps-doctor-away.html' title='An Apple A Day Keeps The Doctor Away'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgS3H3PKS_I/AAAAAAAABBw/MU9AW38Unjw/s72-c/CIMG1588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-7986351261843493731</id><published>2009-05-08T10:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T10:19:01.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saving For The Rainy Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Here I go again. Another post of me wearing stockings. I really should stop obsessing over them.&lt;br /&gt;But I think this will be my last for now. Gawd, I hope so. 'Coz it's just not practical to be wearing 'em with this summer heat over our heads right now. I should be saving these for the rainy season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgJV1M3JtbI/AAAAAAAABAQ/cUlFmYC5Wsw/s1600-h/CIMG1492.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgJV1M3JtbI/AAAAAAAABAQ/cUlFmYC5Wsw/s400/CIMG1492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332919281234064818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my way to the hospital right now. I'm on hospital duty for my grandma's operation. And how I wish that like most hotels &amp;amp; airports, hospitals would also have free wifi. But that's just wishful thinking. They wouldn't even allow me to connect my lappie's power cable to their ports there. Bummer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgJV1FrpwgI/AAAAAAAABAI/hoy1i3h07lA/s1600-h/CIMG1472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgJV1FrpwgI/AAAAAAAABAI/hoy1i3h07lA/s400/CIMG1472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332919279306785282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning of dropping by some coffee shop nearby to go online again. And maybe I'll also sneak in some thrift shopping time in between. You see, our hospitals here are practically neighbors with my fave thrift shops.&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, I miss thrift shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgJV1YnpS7I/AAAAAAAABAY/XdjHdCT1G4c/s1600-h/CIMG1495.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgJV1YnpS7I/AAAAAAAABAY/XdjHdCT1G4c/s400/CIMG1495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332919284390251442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: thrifted silver top, thrifted navy skirt, stockings from SM, earrings from Ayala Maze, LV &amp;amp; Ann Taylor hinged bangles, random beads, platform pumps from Ayala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-7986351261843493731?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/7986351261843493731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=7986351261843493731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/7986351261843493731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/7986351261843493731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/05/saving-for-rainy-days.html' title='Saving For The Rainy Days'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgJV1M3JtbI/AAAAAAAABAQ/cUlFmYC5Wsw/s72-c/CIMG1492.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-6043574079269501773</id><published>2009-05-07T10:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T10:45:21.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Smiley Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I completely missed posting my outfit yesterday. I was so dead tired that I fell asleep the very minute my head touched my soft pillows.&lt;br /&gt;And sleep I did, for 12 effing hours. Hallelujah! It was the best sleep I've had for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgJKLgr0guI/AAAAAAAAA_w/GieCNel19bA/s1600-h/CIMG1559.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgJKLgr0guI/AAAAAAAAA_w/GieCNel19bA/s400/CIMG1559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332906470372836066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was almost late for work for oversleeping but I didn't care at all. For someone who sleeps an average of 3 hours everyday, that 12-hour sleep would have been worth it.&lt;br /&gt;But thanks to the uber jiffy cab (to the point of possibly getting fined for overspeeding), I was able to make it on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgJKLsqCgPI/AAAAAAAAA_4/csg2_qaTaLo/s1600-h/CIMG1561.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgJKLsqCgPI/AAAAAAAAA_4/csg2_qaTaLo/s400/CIMG1561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332906473586589938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in such a good mood the entire day. People at work didn't quite know what to do with a happy and smiley me. Can't blame them though. Me, smiling? Definitely weird! They all probably thought I'd gone crazy or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgJKL67OdVI/AAAAAAAABAA/fBEUiKdxj7g/s1600-h/CIMG1562.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgJKL67OdVI/AAAAAAAABAA/fBEUiKdxj7g/s400/CIMG1562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332906477416772946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: SM plaid shirt, Promod fitted waistcoat, Tommy Hilfiger skinny's, Fossil dress watch, Raphaella Booz platform wedges, Charles &amp;amp; Keith convertible bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-6043574079269501773?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/6043574079269501773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=6043574079269501773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/6043574079269501773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/6043574079269501773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-smiley-face.html' title='Happy Smiley Face'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgJKLgr0guI/AAAAAAAAA_w/GieCNel19bA/s72-c/CIMG1559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-5322812221219564179</id><published>2009-05-06T15:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T13:08:45.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Tagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;[1] What are your current obsessions?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;breaking free from my self-imposed shopping ban and go thrift shopping galore! gawd, i miss those thrift shops. and oh yeah, i'm also loving my AC to death right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/user/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgJqUQc0ymI/AAAAAAAABBY/fxC3JrLqQOo/s1600-h/33120170_34330a0ff4.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgJqUQc0ymI/AAAAAAAABBY/fxC3JrLqQOo/s400/33120170_34330a0ff4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332941805005884002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[2] What is your weirdest obsession? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;reading books from end to start. i just can't stop myself. it's like idle hands or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;[3] What are you wearing today?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;men's oversized shirt, leggings &amp;amp; ballet flats. define comfy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;[4] What’s for dinner today?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;nobody eats dinner in our place anymore. it seems like everyone's on a diet... er, except me. which reminds me...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;[5] Why is today special?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i finally got to sleep for 12 straight hours after being sleep-deprived for weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[6] What would you like to learn to do?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;how to create my own clothes instead of shopping for them. but my entire family knows i suck at it and that i can't sew even if my life &lt;/span&gt;depended on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[7] What’s the last thing you bought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;some sailor-inspired tankini which i don't think i'l ever get to wear. our Palawan escapade was cancelled. bummer! (not actual photo below)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgJl-Gd2jmI/AAAAAAAABAw/RNEE9_pIn8o/s1600-h/redwhiteblueswim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgJl-Gd2jmI/AAAAAAAABAw/RNEE9_pIn8o/s400/redwhiteblueswim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332937026322206306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[8] What are you listening to right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Lily Allen's sassy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;It's Not Me, It's You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; album has been on repeat on my iPod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgJl99LFbqI/AAAAAAAABAg/g7PdDd6P9L8/s1600-h/1233559584_lily-allen-its-not-me-its-you-2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgJl99LFbqI/AAAAAAAABAg/g7PdDd6P9L8/s400/1233559584_lily-allen-its-not-me-its-you-2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332937023827570338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;[10] What is your most challenging goal right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;drag myself from bed to work everyday. does this count? coz i really find this effing hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[11] What do you think about the person who tagged you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Cherie is such a darling! i envy her beach escapades and her fun-loving nature. and she's so pretty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;[12] If you could have a house totally paid for, fully furnished anywhere in the world, where would you like it to be?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i don't care where but i just want some beachfront property. i imagine escaping there everytime i get too stressed with the city's hustle &amp;amp; bustle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[13] What would you like to have in your hands right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;keys to my own car. i badly need it to go around. i swear, those cab drivers are getting rich with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;[14] What would you like to get rid of?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;definitely my weight! there are so many looks i'd like to pull off but only after i lose 30 lbs. or more.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;[15] If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;at a hilltop spot with the drool-worthy view of Santorini, Greece. my friend Jumax &amp;amp; i are planning to go there next year after saving gazillions of money. that or we're robbing some bank. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgJl-XXHDLI/AAAAAAAABA4/SVEn6wVEhzs/s1600-h/Santorini.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgJl-XXHDLI/AAAAAAAABA4/SVEn6wVEhzs/s400/Santorini.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332937030857329842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;[16] Which language do you want to learn?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Egyptian. I just saw again The Mummy Returns and I found all their Egyptian talk sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;[17] What do you look for in a friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;someone funny &amp;amp; someone who'll keep me grounded even when i'm throwing one of my world-class tantrums.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;[18] Who do you want to meet in person?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i'd rather not. i unusually get tongue-tied when in the presence of people whom i really want to impress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;[20] What’s the favorite piece of clothing in your own closet?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i'd say all my thrifted items over any branded item i have. they're my real treasures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;[21] What is your dream job?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;to travel everywhere and get paid while doing it. how cool is that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;[22] Any favorite models?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;none really. i'm more of a Lookbook and Chictopia kinda gal. i appreciate clothes more when worn by real people.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;[24] What would you like an endless supply of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hair conditioner. it may not look like it, but im super vain with my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;[25] Girl crush?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;this Brit socialite, Peaches Geldof. i featured her here once.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/02/peaches-and-cream-delight.html"&gt;check her out here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgJl-I1gjII/AAAAAAAABAo/3O-Yu0Qvcfg/s1600-h/PixiePachesGeldofWI_468x652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgJl-I1gjII/AAAAAAAABAo/3O-Yu0Qvcfg/s400/PixiePachesGeldofWI_468x652.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332937026958298242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;[26] Do you admire anyone’s style?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i hate celebrity fashion but i'd be a hypocrite if i say i don't like The Olsens, Lindsay Lohan and Nicole Richie's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;[27] Describe your personal style.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i still find it funny when my sister's bff once described my style as "bitchy". so not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;anyway, i basically like dresses &amp;amp; skirts. oh, and definitely heels due to my obvious lack of height. and i very rarely wear denim jeans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I have so many people I wanna tag but they do not have blog accounts. Most of them are in Chictopia and I don't have an account there. So I'm tagging for now:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dawnlittleteacup.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Little Tea Cup&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://camerafilmroll.blogg.se/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Camera Film Roll&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://amorousandsunkissed.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sun-Kissed Dreamer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yvestyle.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Urban Harlequin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209396426134318313-5322812221219564179?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/5322812221219564179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=5322812221219564179' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/5322812221219564179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/5322812221219564179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Tagged!'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SgJqUQc0ymI/AAAAAAAABBY/fxC3JrLqQOo/s72-c/33120170_34330a0ff4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-6868163843751396532</id><published>2009-05-05T10:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T13:02:31.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Play Pretend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sf_FetpR9bI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/-lA1PmZG4BU/s1600-h/CIMG1529.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sf_FetpR9bI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/-lA1PmZG4BU/s400/CIMG1529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332197615269442994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Being in the middle of summer here in our tropical country, I knew I had no business wearing stockings or leggings.&lt;br /&gt;And yet, it has been a staple to my wardrobe recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ask you to just bear with me while I pretend that we have four seasons here to dress up for. I'm just pathetic, I know. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sf_FezXAkmI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/I-QOZm9tc-k/s1600-h/CIMG1534.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sf_FezXAkmI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/I-QOZm9tc-k/s400/CIMG1534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332197616803418722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sf_FfF0RDNI/AAAAAAAAA_o/dmZFLW2aGz4/s1600-h/CIMG1554.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sf_FfF0RDNI/AAAAAAAAA_o/dmZFLW2aGz4/s400/CIMG1554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332197621757971666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be a short post. I have been missing on a lot of sleep. I'm morphing again to the geek that I really am. Read: Been reading a lot again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to get a life. But until then, I've decided to bank on more sleep for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sf_Fe5P_ONI/AAAAAAAAA_g/ArusoHv5TAQ/s1600-h/CIMG1536.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sf_Fe5P_ONI/AAAAAAAAA_g/ArusoHv5TAQ/s400/CIMG1536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332197618384582866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I was tagged by the very sweet Cherie of &lt;a href="http://paradeofdresses.blogspot.com/"&gt;Parade of Dresses&lt;/a&gt;. Sorry I have not yet started on it. But I promise to do so as soon as I get my much needed sleep. 'Till then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: thrifted dress, Maldita headband, Topshop footless leggings, Fossil 32" necklace, platform MJs from Leaveland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-6868163843751396532?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/6868163843751396532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=6868163843751396532' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/6868163843751396532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/6868163843751396532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/05/lets-play-pretend.html' title='Let&apos;s Play Pretend'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sf_FetpR9bI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/-lA1PmZG4BU/s72-c/CIMG1529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-7310810649687297243</id><published>2009-05-04T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T08:22:00.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody Hates Bad News</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I'm telling you, being tactless has its own advantage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Everybody hates bad news and my mom &amp;amp; dad were having a difficult time telling my brother &amp;amp; sister that our Palawan trip is being canceled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;So I dropped the bomb instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I'm pretty much sure they're disappointed. Heck, even indifferent as I am, I too was disappointed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SftyKQXW2iI/AAAAAAAAA_A/w6Yq0kMWPGs/s1600-h/CIMG1502.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SftyKQXW2iI/AAAAAAAAA_A/w6Yq0kMWPGs/s400/CIMG1502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330980104440306210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Not to mention that I have already spent on a lot of stuff in preparation for that trip. And just when I was already seriously thinking of going to the gym and going on a starvation-diet for it too. Such a bummer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SftyKk6LqpI/AAAAAAAAA_I/cyQm4QbKK_M/s1600-h/CIMG1508.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SftyKk6LqpI/AAAAAAAAA_I/cyQm4QbKK_M/s400/CIMG1508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330980109955082898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;So much sad news, and on a Monday nonetheless. I'm already feeling gray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need something to cheer me up. Some vodka perhaps? Where's Karl (my drinking buddy) when you needed him?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SftyKBttkhI/AAAAAAAAA-4/3QWeP1lfltQ/s1600-h/CIMG1501.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SftyKBttkhI/AAAAAAAAA-4/3QWeP1lfltQ/s400/CIMG1501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330980100507537938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: mom's ruched top, tube dress from a local shop, Icing feather necklace, White Stag animal-print bag, People Are People sunnies, CMG ballet flats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-7310810649687297243?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/7310810649687297243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=7310810649687297243' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/7310810649687297243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/7310810649687297243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/05/everybody-hates-bad-news.html' title='Everybody Hates Bad News'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SftyKQXW2iI/AAAAAAAAA_A/w6Yq0kMWPGs/s72-c/CIMG1502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-4002644091532887679</id><published>2009-05-03T11:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T13:00:38.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Channeling The '20s &amp; '60s</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Sunday and I thought I'd take it easy today. No rushing to anywhere, no talk of work (hopefully!) and no headaches of any sort. I'm simply chillin' today while listening to some bossa. This while browsing through some celebrity fashion sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly no longer check celebrity sites ever since I discovered the likes of &lt;a href="http://lookbook.nu/"&gt;Lookbook&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.chictopia.com/"&gt;Chictopia&lt;/a&gt;. I figured I'd rather look for refreshing ideas of real clothes worn by real people, if you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s89.photobucket.com/albums/k221/d4delta/?action=view&amp;amp;current=drew_barrymore2_200.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k221/d4delta/drew_barrymore2_200.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't help but notice how Drew Barrymore came in the scene again in a fashionable whirlwind. She was all over the town a few weeks ago while promoting her latest flick, Grey Gardens. I just adored her in her '20s and '60s inspired looks (see above).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s89.photobucket.com/albums/k221/d4delta/?action=view&amp;amp;current=drew_barrymore200.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k221/d4delta/drew_barrymore200.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also threw in a few modern looks. I'm not really a big fan of those puffy sleeves but the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;silhouette is classic and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;shoes are to die for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on a completely different note, I've been stuffing myself with food from the very minute I woke up and then even more food as every hour goes by. This is all my mom's fault. She cooked all these food 'coz the boys are all gathering up today to watch the much-anticipated boxing match between Manny Pacquiao &amp;amp; Ricky Hatton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't help my need to lose weight at all!&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I know I'm whining already. Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Photo Credits: www.People.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-4002644091532887679?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/4002644091532887679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=4002644091532887679' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/4002644091532887679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/4002644091532887679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/05/channeling-20s-60s.html' title='Channeling The &apos;20s &amp; &apos;60s'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-2960899716213309091</id><published>2009-05-02T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T08:34:01.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Picnics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;My family decided to enjoy some picnic food today. We'll be grilling some plantain and some sweet corn. I'm also planning to make this drink recipe that I've been toying with ever since I tasted it during my U.S. trip. I swear, it'll all be perfect for summer! The only thing missing is the red &amp;amp; white checkered picnic blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sflr6Iooh1I/AAAAAAAAA-o/nvZo3BjPJEc/s1600-h/CIMG1449.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sflr6Iooh1I/AAAAAAAAA-o/nvZo3BjPJEc/s400/CIMG1449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330410280464189266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed that I've been cooking a lot lately. My Cajun shrimp the other day was a success, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;Cooking is actually one of my mom's passion so I do not find it surprising that we caught on it too. I just have not been cooking for quite a while now ever since I started working. So it's good to know I still have it in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sflr6GZc0vI/AAAAAAAAA-g/vRfqDOdZkNo/s1600-h/CIMG1455.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sflr6GZc0vI/AAAAAAAAA-g/vRfqDOdZkNo/s400/CIMG1455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330410279863636722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sflr52DqCgI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/RLOi4i2tJTA/s1600-h/CIMG1466.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sflr52DqCgI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/RLOi4i2tJTA/s400/CIMG1466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330410275477260802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only down side to this is that I will surely gain weight with all the cooking. As if I need any more weight on me. As it is, I have already gained back all the weight I lost 3 years ago. Well, if I've done it before, then I can do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er, I hope so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;On me: thrifted mustard top, Fossil necklace, thrifted skirt, Topshop footless leggings, platform pumps from Ayala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-2960899716213309091?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/2960899716213309091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=2960899716213309091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2960899716213309091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2960899716213309091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer-picnics.html' title='Summer Picnics'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sflr6Iooh1I/AAAAAAAAA-o/nvZo3BjPJEc/s72-c/CIMG1449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-7565192769315386720</id><published>2009-05-01T06:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T06:26:00.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Old Black &amp; White TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I'm squeezed in right now in a little corner of my room since my bed has a mountain of clothes and my shoes are all over the floor. I know, I'm such a mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfllCo_YTTI/AAAAAAAAA-A/jrBurPEZw2U/s1600-h/CIMG1443.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfllCo_YTTI/AAAAAAAAA-A/jrBurPEZw2U/s400/CIMG1443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330402730007088434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be off from work today and I plan to finalize my closet design so I can finally give it to dad. He promised he'd have a closet made for us. We seriously need more space for all our clothes, shoes &amp;amp; bags. I swear, my closet is about to burst wide open any minute by now.&lt;br /&gt;And how I'd love to have a walk-in closet! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;*wink wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfllC6FkM3I/AAAAAAAAA-I/tDNm6UZzTRI/s1600-h/CIMG1441.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfllC6FkM3I/AAAAAAAAA-I/tDNm6UZzTRI/s400/CIMG1441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330402734596436850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Anyway, I revisited my closet and I was inspired to do some mixing &amp;amp; matching. This is one of the outfits I came up with. I have a lot more pieces that has potential and I'm still thinking of ways to wear them. Of course, I'll be posting them here soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfllCyrE_dI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/Jas9XNzjDKw/s1600-h/CIMG1437.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfllCyrE_dI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/Jas9XNzjDKw/s400/CIMG1437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330402732606291410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Now I need to go back to my mess and start on cleaning up here. Else I'll have no place to sleep in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: thrifted dress, random headband, thrifted cardigan, Topshop footless leggings, cutout oxfords from SM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/5209396426134318313-7565192769315386720?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/7565192769315386720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=7565192769315386720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/7565192769315386720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/7565192769315386720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-old-black-white-tv.html' title='Our Old Black &amp; White TV'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfllCo_YTTI/AAAAAAAAA-A/jrBurPEZw2U/s72-c/CIMG1443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-6321452035367461428</id><published>2009-04-30T10:36:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T11:27:22.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On A Very Rare So-Not-Me Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;You wouldn't believe the hell I had gone through tonight. But on a very rare so-not-me moment, I have decided not to air it out and bitch about it here. So you guys are safe today. Ha!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Let's just leave it to say that after a few curses, a few tears and an episode of my tantrum, I ended up going back home for the rest of my day at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfkX6i72QuI/AAAAAAAAA9o/0oJOfhrcEoU/s1600-h/CIMG1429.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfkX6i72QuI/AAAAAAAAA9o/0oJOfhrcEoU/s400/CIMG1429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330317928547369698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;So I'm at home right now, bored with TV and  have already overslept for the day.&lt;br /&gt;Random fact: Sleep of beyond my usual 4 hours is already considered oversleeping for me.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, maybe that makes me insomn&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;iac too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfkX64kQrvI/AAAAAAAAA9w/324vz8vUinc/s1600-h/CIMG1427.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfkX64kQrvI/AAAAAAAAA9w/324vz8vUinc/s400/CIMG1427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330317934354018034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfkX62NJMrI/AAAAAAAAA94/Zgq-WDm_I2s/s1600-h/CIMG1428.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfkX62NJMrI/AAAAAAAAA94/Zgq-WDm_I2s/s400/CIMG1428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330317933720187570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I'm keeping this short today. With my mom gone out of town, I have to feed myself. And I've been wanting to try my hand at Cajun cooking. Gawd, I miss Bubba Gump!&lt;br /&gt;I've got some shrimps in the fridge and some rice that I also wanna turn java.&lt;br /&gt;Crossing my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: Maldita top, thrifted skirt, random wooven belt, Fossil watch, Vivacci MJs, Charles &amp;amp; Keith bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5209396426134318313-6321452035367461428?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/6321452035367461428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=6321452035367461428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/6321452035367461428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/6321452035367461428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/04/very-rare-so-not-me-moment.html' title='On A Very Rare So-Not-Me Moment'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfkX6i72QuI/AAAAAAAAA9o/0oJOfhrcEoU/s72-c/CIMG1429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-1319267489326015800</id><published>2009-04-29T11:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:20:10.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Carb Overload</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I'm all alone at home today. The rest of the family went to a beach somewhere out of town. I decided not to go since I have so much to do at work. And I also just went on a short vacay during our caving adventure. Anyway, I already filed for another leave from work for my family's ultimate getaway next month to Palawan. Now that, I'm definitely excited for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SffTYp3TXdI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/c2NQO4_avUY/s1600-h/CIMG1409.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SffTYp3TXdI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/c2NQO4_avUY/s400/CIMG1409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329961104524402130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I'm enjoying the entire place all to myself. But the silence is also making me contemplate on my very obvious need to lose weight.  Especially with all the outfits I'm planning to wear during our trip. But I'm just too lazy to start on it. Heck, I've been postponing for the n&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; time my diet start date. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;It also doesn't help any that mom's been feeding me with carb overload. Thanks by the way for the pasta Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SffTY1dMbiI/AAAAAAAAA9g/jQ_VaL4ATWk/s1600-h/CIMG1412.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SffTY1dMbiI/AAAAAAAAA9g/jQ_VaL4ATWk/s400/CIMG1412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329961107636121122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, I've also noticed I've been wearing this belt, pumps &amp;amp; bag together a lot lately. Just bear with me. I'm still on my self-imposed shopping ban and I have no choice but to do closet shopping for now. Besides, it's such a good challenge, I just can't resist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;On me: George dress from Walmart, random belt, SM evening clutch, platform pumps from Ayala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-1319267489326015800?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/1319267489326015800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=1319267489326015800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/1319267489326015800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/1319267489326015800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/04/on-carb-overload.html' title='On Carb Overload'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SffTYp3TXdI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/c2NQO4_avUY/s72-c/CIMG1409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-5648522631862073657</id><published>2009-04-28T14:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T16:37:52.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly In A Trench Coat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Trench coats remind me of New Yorkers. I imagine them hailing one of the infamous yellow cabs in the midst of bustling Time Square. It's mesmerizing to watch groves of people move so fast as if they could beat time itself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know better than that. Which is why I prefer to chill in my 'ol island city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sfa5RNH-27I/AAAAAAAAA9I/MRhOKeQhN_s/s1600-h/CIMG1406.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sfa5RNH-27I/AAAAAAAAA9I/MRhOKeQhN_s/s400/CIMG1406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329650914271615922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Anyway, speaking of my island city, our weather here lately changes so often it's enough to give you whiplash.&lt;br /&gt;It was raining hard on my way out to work but the minute I crossed the bridge to the city, the place was so obviously dry. I swear, I've never felt so silly wearing a trench coat before. Heck! To think, the city's just a 30-minute drive from my place.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sfa5RDdjiYI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/A2j015LquDs/s1600-h/CIMG1408.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sfa5RDdjiYI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/A2j015LquDs/s400/CIMG1408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329650911677745538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;And just a few seconds ago, I heard thunder right outside my window... and we're in the middle of the summer season.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'm blaming this one to global warming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: thrifted dress, July shiftdress underneath, Studioline trench coat, sister's oversized bag, platform pumps from Ayala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-5648522631862073657?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/5648522631862073657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=5648522631862073657' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/5648522631862073657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/5648522631862073657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/04/silly-in-trench-coat.html' title='Silly In A Trench Coat'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sfa5RNH-27I/AAAAAAAAA9I/MRhOKeQhN_s/s72-c/CIMG1406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-3567334011029947407</id><published>2009-04-27T07:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T07:36:00.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Once, Going Twice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I have worn this dress before and I wore it again today using different accessories to change the look. I wore it to church and earned a couple of stares. Nothing new there.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfPgml-rNvI/AAAAAAAAA84/ybL4lAgUOSs/s1600-h/CIMG1401.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfPgml-rNvI/AAAAAAAAA84/ybL4lAgUOSs/s400/CIMG1401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328849737744070386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I'll be at my cousin's 18th birthday later tonight. I promise I'll be posting photos of my outfit. I got my cousin a pair of shoes from People Are People as a gift.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike me, my cousin is quite tall. And I find it funny how she's very conscious with her height, which is why she insisted that I get her flats instead of heels. While I on the other hand, is tempting death everyday with the ankle-breakers that I wear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; Isn't it ironic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfPgm-i8emI/AAAAAAAAA9A/Vt5FMNocihU/s1600-h/CIMG1405.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfPgm-i8emI/AAAAAAAAA9A/Vt5FMNocihU/s400/CIMG1405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328849744338647650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Anyway, here's a special HAPPY BIRTHDAY shoutout to Korina!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Stay gorgeous and sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: thrifted dress, random belt, evening clutch from SM, platform pumps from Ayala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-3567334011029947407?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/3567334011029947407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=3567334011029947407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/3567334011029947407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/3567334011029947407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/04/going-once-going-twice.html' title='Going Once, Going Twice'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfPgml-rNvI/AAAAAAAAA84/ybL4lAgUOSs/s72-c/CIMG1401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-2583863904618767359</id><published>2009-04-26T07:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T08:17:45.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Works Like A Charm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;This one's a really late post. I wore this last week at work but with the crazy schedule I had, I have completely forgotten about it.&lt;br /&gt;I was only reminded of it when I saw one of the trainers at work (here's a shoutout to you Jib!) I remembered the comment he made that this was by far his fave outfit of mine because of the shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfOjUMQKueI/AAAAAAAAA8o/l2_kUfkwmuc/s1600-h/CIMG1398.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfOjUMQKueI/AAAAAAAAA8o/l2_kUfkwmuc/s400/CIMG1398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328782351391177186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, this pair is found interesting enough by people to the point that I can use them as a conversation starter. Works like a charm everytime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I could also hook a guy with it? Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfOjUJjlscI/AAAAAAAAA8w/-xpoiC5078I/s1600-h/CIMG1391.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfOjUJjlscI/AAAAAAAAA8w/-xpoiC5078I/s400/CIMG1391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328782350667329986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: mom's white shirt, mom's cardigan, thrifted skirt, random belt, Mags bracelet watch, Icing ring, sister's oversized bag, cutout Oxfords from SM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-2583863904618767359?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/2583863904618767359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=2583863904618767359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2583863904618767359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2583863904618767359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/04/works-like-charm.html' title='Works Like A Charm'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfOjUMQKueI/AAAAAAAAA8o/l2_kUfkwmuc/s72-c/CIMG1398.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-8829503375850973581</id><published>2009-04-25T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T07:12:16.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am The Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;There was a power blackout today and it was just simply impossible to stay indoors without dying from heat stroke. Darn global warming! Plus, I was just too bored without my internet connection at home.&lt;br /&gt;So I thought of going out to some coffee shop to shamelessly hog their free wifi and AC. But it turned out that the entire region was actually affected with the power outage. Just my luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfOXNjNzIyI/AAAAAAAAA8g/pjymdL293F8/s1600-h/CIMG1367.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfOXNjNzIyI/AAAAAAAAA8g/pjymdL293F8/s400/CIMG1367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328769043156640546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Anyway, the heat was so unbearable that you'd sweat even when you're simply sitting down, even when you're fresh from a shower. It was that bad!&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to go out wearing something comfortable and airy. Forget that I have arms the same size as of my thighs. I wasn't planning on dying on heat stroke.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfOWzP5MqiI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/tZQkXigTtEs/s1600-h/CIMG1382.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfOWzP5MqiI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/tZQkXigTtEs/s400/CIMG1382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328768591293360674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up at Bo's in BTC and met up with my dear friend, Jumax. We gossiped a little over dinner at this Jap resto and stayed up late at night while she studied and I blogged. Definitely good times!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfOWyzuW_4I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/r16S7iuec_k/s1600-h/CIMG1372.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfOWyzuW_4I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/r16S7iuec_k/s400/CIMG1372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328768583731707778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: tube dress from a local shop, random racer back, People Are People sunnies, wooden bracelet from a bazaar, my sister's flats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-8829503375850973581?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/8829503375850973581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=8829503375850973581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/8829503375850973581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/8829503375850973581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-sun.html' title='I Am The Sun'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfOXNjNzIyI/AAAAAAAAA8g/pjymdL293F8/s72-c/CIMG1367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-7453636453820485607</id><published>2009-04-24T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T06:37:01.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventure Up The Mountains</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;The weather here has been acting really weird this past week. It gets cloudy early morning, then it's really warm by noon, then come evening, it effing rains! What the hell! It freaking beats the four seasons in other countries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfMeO-OS5cI/AAAAAAAAA8A/mnpnuFHmNdE/s1600-h/IMG_7232.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfMeO-OS5cI/AAAAAAAAA8A/mnpnuFHmNdE/s400/IMG_7232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328636026679387586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(the entire wacky crew, me chillin' by the pool, the slippery waterfall we had to cross to get to the cave, us with our helmets on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;So we ended up not getting a lot of sun during our family outing a few days ago.  We went to this mountain resort and were brave enough (or stupid enough) to try caving &amp;amp; spelunking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfMbJFZzZrI/AAAAAAAAA7w/ckDNGs19pUs/s1600-h/IMG_7342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfMbJFZzZrI/AAAAAAAAA7w/ckDNGs19pUs/s320/IMG_7342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328632626992604850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(some stalactytes inside the cave, my brother coming out from the tiny cave entrance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;It was pretty intense for a couch potato like me. Lol. We had to cross this waterfall with really strong current and had to hold on to a rope for dear life. Then we had to enter this cave which barely had an opening, that we had to crawl to get in.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dangerous as it was, I would totally do it again at a drop of a hat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfLpdZozloI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/JoajkSfMuTo/s1600-h/IMG_7380.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfLpdZozloI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/JoajkSfMuTo/s400/IMG_7380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328578000440235650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;We decided to take a refreshing night swim when we got back from our mini-adventure. We definitely needed it after harassing ourselves with that climb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: thrifted beach cover-up, Aeropostale back bikini (underneath), Ann Taylor pebbled sandals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfLpdkzP2aI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/DsbrMh2Sngw/s1600-h/IMG_7595.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfLpdkzP2aI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/DsbrMh2Sngw/s400/IMG_7595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328578003436820898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;This is what I wore on our last day. We had loads of ice cream before we drove home. It was a perfect way to beat the summer heat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: Bench men's shirt, shorts from a bazaar, random woven belt, Ann Taylor pebbled sandals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-7453636453820485607?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/7453636453820485607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=7453636453820485607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/7453636453820485607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/7453636453820485607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/04/adventure-up-mountains.html' title='Adventure Up The Mountains'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfMeO-OS5cI/AAAAAAAAA8A/mnpnuFHmNdE/s72-c/IMG_7232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-2640949295489583954</id><published>2009-04-23T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T06:36:45.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Versatility Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I know I have been gone for quite a while. My family and I celebrated my dad's birthday out of town. We went to this mountain resort (not the beach, for a change) and did caving &amp;amp; spelunking. I have so much story to share about this on my next post. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'm gonna leave you with a late post of what I wore before I went on our trip. It's another feature on the versatility of my clothes. I wore the same polka dot tunic dress on the same day for different purposes. Versatility is something I recently discovered ever since I learned that the new "in" thing is "closet shopping." Or so I say. Go ahead and quote me on that. Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;For Work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfLcl1emRFI/AAAAAAAAA7A/StQ8uLHYYqY/s1600-h/jacket.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfLcl1emRFI/AAAAAAAAA7A/StQ8uLHYYqY/s400/jacket.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328563851701404754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; On me: thrifted jacket, thrifted polka dot tunic dress, thrifted skirt, random belt, platform pumps from Ayala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;For the Mall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfLcl2v_NOI/AAAAAAAAA7I/jG39sVf1PjA/s1600-h/no+jacket.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfLcl2v_NOI/AAAAAAAAA7I/jG39sVf1PjA/s400/no+jacket.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328563852042777826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: thrifted polka dot tunic dress, Promod wide belt, random skinnies, Charles &amp;amp; Keith convertible bag, platform pumps from Ayala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-2640949295489583954?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/2640949295489583954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=2640949295489583954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2640949295489583954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2640949295489583954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/04/versatility-part-ii.html' title='Versatility Part II'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SfLcl1emRFI/AAAAAAAAA7A/StQ8uLHYYqY/s72-c/jacket.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-6614880814775763317</id><published>2009-04-20T14:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T15:38:30.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Night Stand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;And before my mom goes into cardiac arrest, no, I didn't just have one. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was what people at work thought because of what I was wearing. I didn't realize how an oversized men's shirt screams &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"all-nighter"&lt;/span&gt; until they mentioned it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Well sorry guys, but I refuse to reduce myself into such a cliche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SewiBOWDT1I/AAAAAAAAA6w/ybhtm0hvj0E/s1600-h/CIMG1340.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SewiBOWDT1I/AAAAAAAAA6w/ybhtm0hvj0E/s400/CIMG1340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326669863698255698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;In all honesty, I just wanted an easy and comfy thing to wear since I was meeting Jumax right after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;And so I just replied to them, "The day that I wear this with a necktie instead for a belt, that would be the day that I actually did it."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That seemed to work in shutting them up. Ha! Me and my big, sarcastic mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SewiBTkcblI/AAAAAAAAA64/NjZndo-BD7E/s1600-h/CIMG1342.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SewiBTkcblI/AAAAAAAAA64/NjZndo-BD7E/s400/CIMG1342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326669865100799570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SewiA43aY8I/AAAAAAAAA6o/9i-PJ7ncLnI/s1600-h/CIMG1339.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SewiA43aY8I/AAAAAAAAA6o/9i-PJ7ncLnI/s400/CIMG1339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326669857932600258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Reasons why I love this shirt: It used to be my dad's until he got tired of me borrowing it every other day. Lol. And I swear it's so comfy that I even once slept in it. And that was how I discovered that it's also wrinkle-free.&lt;br /&gt;What more could I ask for?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: dad's white shirt, Promod wide belt, Betty leggings, platform pumps from Ayala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-6614880814775763317?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/6614880814775763317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=6614880814775763317' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/6614880814775763317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/6614880814775763317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-night-stand.html' title='One Night Stand'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SewiBOWDT1I/AAAAAAAAA6w/ybhtm0hvj0E/s72-c/CIMG1340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-8650064113264672556</id><published>2009-04-19T09:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T11:15:51.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Sun Up To Sun Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;It seems that due to the self-imposed shopping ban that I have put upon myself, I have discovered the beauty of shopping from my own closet. You'll be surprised with what treasures you can find there. Geez, I even unearthed some items that I have totally forgotten I had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;And so today, I thought it would just be right for me to do a feature on versatility of clothes. I'm going to show you how I wear the same thing but at the same time, change my look with just a few accessories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;For Day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeqS1bbPEZI/AAAAAAAAA6g/pMDmRp20gdk/s1600-h/day+look.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeqS1bbPEZI/AAAAAAAAA6g/pMDmRp20gdk/s400/day+look.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326230955911745938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: Terranova tunic shift, thrifted cardigan, What A girl Wants white undershirt, Guess skinny jeans, Totes office bag, Fossil watch, Raphaella Booz platform wedges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;For Night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeqS1NrSP_I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/ZABxUSoRfn8/s1600-h/night+look.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeqS1NrSP_I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/ZABxUSoRfn8/s400/night+look.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326230952220966898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: Terranova tunic shift, thrifted cardigan, What A girl Wants black undershirt, SM evening clutch, platform pumps from Ayala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-8650064113264672556?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/8650064113264672556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=8650064113264672556' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/8650064113264672556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/8650064113264672556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/04/from-sunp-to-sun-down.html' title='From Sun Up To Sun Down'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeqS1bbPEZI/AAAAAAAAA6g/pMDmRp20gdk/s72-c/day+look.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-559857001743308583</id><published>2009-04-18T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T15:41:49.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Sweet About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I have managed to bum and laze around for one whole day. I did nothing but sleep, eat and sleep some more. I barely went out of my room. I know, so sloth of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SemC7ANEl0I/AAAAAAAAA5w/ZceWn8iTY7I/s1600-h/CIMG1314.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SemC7ANEl0I/AAAAAAAAA5w/ZceWn8iTY7I/s400/CIMG1314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325931984521041730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;So now my body clock is all messed up. I really should be sleeping right now. I've still got work tonight and a long work week ahead. But I'm still hooked on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.fictionpress.com/"&gt;Fictionpress&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I'm sure I'm gonna suffer the effects of this later at work. And serves me right too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SemC7b3H0bI/AAAAAAAAA54/Ag8OsUlJFDU/s1600-h/CIMG1316.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SemC7b3H0bI/AAAAAAAAA54/Ag8OsUlJFDU/s400/CIMG1316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325931991945171378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SemC7bPKgII/AAAAAAAAA6A/OVbhdQhcpHA/s1600-h/CIMG1317.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SemC7bPKgII/AAAAAAAAA6A/OVbhdQhcpHA/s400/CIMG1317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325931991777575042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;So I'm keeping this post short and sweet. And I swear I'm gonna turn my laptop off right after this so I can finally get some sleep around here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: Maldita tunic dress, thrifted skirt, random skinny belt, otes office bag, Fossil watch, Carlos Santana footwear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-559857001743308583?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/559857001743308583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=559857001743308583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/559857001743308583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/559857001743308583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/04/nothing-sweet-about-me.html' title='Nothing Sweet About Me'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SemC7ANEl0I/AAAAAAAAA5w/ZceWn8iTY7I/s72-c/CIMG1314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-5026095110744429068</id><published>2009-04-16T09:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T11:54:44.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Be Normal Is To Be Boring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;It's really driving me crazy that nothing exciting is happening in my life right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I'm soooo bored, it could almost bring me to tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And  so I felt that I needed a change, a huge one. This is why I've been toying with the idea of moving to the morning shift at work, after 4 years of running around at night. I'm thinking of trying out the normal life of the normal people for the first time ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeagizOXbfI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/VGNjuWz9aSg/s1600-h/CIMG1310.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeagizOXbfI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/VGNjuWz9aSg/s400/CIMG1310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325120129138650610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;But my boss is trying to talk me out of this plan. He said I'd simply get more bored and will soon waste away until I feel like yanking my own hair out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;*Shivers!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that my boss knows me a little too well. In all honesty, two of the things I fear the most are normalcy and boredom.&lt;br /&gt;To me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;to be normal is to be boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeagjK1pd-I/AAAAAAAAA5o/YUqF6SSqObQ/s1600-h/CIMG1312.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeagjK1pd-I/AAAAAAAAA5o/YUqF6SSqObQ/s400/CIMG1312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325120135477426146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I just comfort myself to sleep with what my dear friend Jumax once told me. She said, "D, you'll never be normal." God bless her soul. She will always have this calming and grounding effect on me. And gawd I miss that gurl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeagjEL9LtI/AAAAAAAAA5g/u0FfX4sOH8g/s1600-h/CIMG1311.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeagjEL9LtI/AAAAAAAAA5g/u0FfX4sOH8g/s400/CIMG1311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325120133691944658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; Absolute randomness: Any more mustard and I'd blend right in with that wall. I'm so not over mustard yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: mom's tunic dress, mustard skirt from Ayala, random woven belt, Charles &amp;amp; Keith convertible bag, MJ's from Ross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-5026095110744429068?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/5026095110744429068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=5026095110744429068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/5026095110744429068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/5026095110744429068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-be-normal-is-to-be-boring.html' title='To Be Normal Is To Be Boring'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeagizOXbfI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/VGNjuWz9aSg/s72-c/CIMG1310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-4214074442086049228</id><published>2009-04-15T08:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T08:24:35.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suffering From Heat Stroke</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Today, I had breakfast at Starbucks while I waited for the malls to open. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Now before you guys jump at me, I want you to know that I did not go on another one of my infamous shopping spree. I just needed to run some errands, pay some bills and buy a gift for my cousin's 18th birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeR7e4TONCI/AAAAAAAAA5A/dADVzU1V788/s1600-h/CIMG1303.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeR7e4TONCI/AAAAAAAAA5A/dADVzU1V788/s400/CIMG1303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324516429898069026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;In truth and all honesty, I wasn't even tempted to buy a single thing. At first, I was afraid something's gonna catch my eyes and I'll go berserk with wanting to buy it, but it actually felt weird that I ended up going home empty handed. Maybe I have finally instilled my self-restraint and discipline. It could also have been a side-effect of my lack of sleep. Or maybe I was just suffering from heat stroke. Ha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeR7eyFh5JI/AAAAAAAAA5I/_sQ27v_W4CI/s1600-h/CIMG1302.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeR7eyFh5JI/AAAAAAAAA5I/_sQ27v_W4CI/s400/CIMG1302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324516428230026386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(peacock feather necklace w/ cute charms I got from Icing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Anyway, I ate Starbuck's spinach quiche. I'm surely a big fan of those French quiche, but I never thought that I would ever like spinach in this lifetime of mine. To make me eat spinach and even more, make me like it, now that's a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;big wow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; in my book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeR7fGasNxI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/j0W8M2MT1V4/s1600-h/CIMG1298.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeR7fGasNxI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/j0W8M2MT1V4/s400/CIMG1298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324516433687492370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: mom's top, thrifted bubble skirt, necklace from Icing, Ann Taylor sunnies, sister's oversized bag, CMG ballet flats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-4214074442086049228?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/4214074442086049228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=4214074442086049228' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/4214074442086049228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/4214074442086049228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/04/suffering-from-heat-stroke.html' title='Suffering From Heat Stroke'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeR7e4TONCI/AAAAAAAAA5A/dADVzU1V788/s72-c/CIMG1303.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-403700952911515116</id><published>2009-04-14T06:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T11:56:57.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Were Little Tea Cup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;In my usual haste to work (all thanks to my supreme ability to procrastinate), I ended up throwing on anything I could get my hands on. And so I ended dressing as my sister,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://dawnlittleteacup.blogspot.com/"&gt;Little Tea Cup&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeK_Q2tF_pI/AAAAAAAAA4g/oxWb2tdeHJg/s1600-h/CIMG1295.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeK_Q2tF_pI/AAAAAAAAA4g/oxWb2tdeHJg/s400/CIMG1295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324028005788810898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Funny how different our style is. I always thought she goes for anything young and dreamy, almost whimsical. And so I wasn't surprised when people at work thought I looked like Tinkerbelle or some other Disney fairy. A far cry from how my sister's friend described my style - bitchy. (Shoutout to Kendii: I still haven't gotten over that remark, by the way.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeK_QgqS5dI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/1amPcgWstJU/s1600-h/CIMG1296.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeK_QgqS5dI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/1amPcgWstJU/s400/CIMG1296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324027999871493586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;And I'm just too tired to move an inch right now. I've been using up all my energy for the past week doing nothing but read, read some more and read everything on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.fictionpress.com/"&gt;Fiction Press&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;.  I have been staying up late and have not been getting enough sleep for work. And not to mention that I have been slacking big time at work just so I can sneak in some more reading. In need of a major R&amp;amp;R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: my sister's top, sister's skirt,  sister's oversized bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; (yep, she pretty much owns everything I'm wearing here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;random wide belt, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;CMG ballet flats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-403700952911515116?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/403700952911515116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=403700952911515116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/403700952911515116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/403700952911515116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-you-were-little-tea-cup.html' title='If I Were Little Tea Cup'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeK_Q2tF_pI/AAAAAAAAA4g/oxWb2tdeHJg/s72-c/CIMG1295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-1120008073431778707</id><published>2009-04-13T07:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T07:44:00.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puss In The Boots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;This one's gonna be a quick one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I'm currently doing my best imitation of Puss In The Boots' innocent, wide-eyed expression at my dad. I'm trying to convince him, more like beg him, to bring home my fave roasted chicken and pork for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeFgzQMd6zI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/w7MTqI3BLcs/s1600-h/CIMG1294.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeFgzQMd6zI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/w7MTqI3BLcs/s400/CIMG1294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323642668165491506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Isn't he just adorable?! Am I not adorable too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeFgzMFupbI/AAAAAAAAA4I/KgGLYw7LJFo/s1600-h/Shrek2022020Puss20in20Boots.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeFgzMFupbI/AAAAAAAAA4I/KgGLYw7LJFo/s400/Shrek2022020Puss20in20Boots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323642667063485874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;And I actually think my plan's gonna work. Between me and Puss In The Boots, my dad doesn't stand the slightest chance. Ha!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to go back and grovel some more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: my 'lil bro's shirt, thrifted striped jumper, Ann Taylor sunnies, sister's oversized bag, CMG ballet flats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-1120008073431778707?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/1120008073431778707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=1120008073431778707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/1120008073431778707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/1120008073431778707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/04/puss-in-boots.html' title='Puss In The Boots'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SeFgzQMd6zI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/w7MTqI3BLcs/s72-c/CIMG1294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-7188032129582547113</id><published>2009-04-12T07:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T07:55:00.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartless Bitch In Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Happy Easter Sunday y'all!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;It seems like everybody's heading to the beach today. How I'd love to be at one too and bask under the scorching sun. Too bad I have been too lazy to make myself bikini-ready. Food simply sounded so much better compared to sweating like a pig while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;lifting pounds of weights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Of course, I'm regretting this big time by now. Boohoo for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sd_0LoOFuGI/AAAAAAAAA3w/-_JJfWr2Hj0/s1600-h/CIMG1267.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sd_0LoOFuGI/AAAAAAAAA3w/-_JJfWr2Hj0/s400/CIMG1267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323241765187467362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Anyway, I was stuck at work the whole day today and even managed to cram in time to read romance stories amidst of my impossibly busy schedule. You see, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;ever since I read &lt;a href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2202190/1/Getting_Malcolm"&gt;Getting Malcolm by PinkMist&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I've been hooked to &lt;a href="http://www.fictionpress.com/"&gt;Fiction Press&lt;/a&gt;. It's a site where talented writers get to showcase their skills to other writers and non-writers of the likes of me (read: I don't know shit about writing, even for a freaking obituary.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sd_0LzjGB8I/AAAAAAAAA4A/lx4_BNopwzE/s1600-h/CIMG1269.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sd_0LzjGB8I/AAAAAAAAA4A/lx4_BNopwzE/s400/CIMG1269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323241768228358082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sd_0LlbyQZI/AAAAAAAAA34/bZ8tpAAYLs8/s1600-h/CIMG1268.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sd_0LlbyQZI/AAAAAAAAA34/bZ8tpAAYLs8/s400/CIMG1268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323241764439605650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Anyway, check it out yourself. They've got tons of genre to choose from. And of course, don't forget to read&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2202190/1/Getting_Malcolm"&gt;Getting Malcolm by PinkMist&lt;/a&gt;. I'm sure you'll love it! Even heartless bitch that I am wasn't able to stop myself from swooning.&lt;br /&gt;Me? Swoon? I know, impossible right?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Now, off I am to my next story,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2303437/1/Reason_and_Romance_Redux"&gt;Reason and Romance&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: Ayala sundress, mom's cardigan, Guess skinnies, sister's oversized bag, Fossil watch, Ann Taylor sunnies, Figlia sandals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-7188032129582547113?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/7188032129582547113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=7188032129582547113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/7188032129582547113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/7188032129582547113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/04/heartless-bitch-in-love.html' title='Heartless Bitch In Love'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sd_0LoOFuGI/AAAAAAAAA3w/-_JJfWr2Hj0/s72-c/CIMG1267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-5804256289792116994</id><published>2009-04-11T08:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T08:19:53.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience Is Not One Of My Virtues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Just when I thought that my never-ending whining about my DSL provider has officially ended, it crashed and burned on me again. I came home uber excited to pick up where I left off with that romantic story I was reading online when to my dismay, I realized that I cannot connect to the internet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sd6XYtdYidI/AAAAAAAAA3o/TpN7XV1ALMw/s1600-h/CIMG1266.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sd6XYtdYidI/AAAAAAAAA3o/TpN7XV1ALMw/s400/CIMG1266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322858260373998034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immediately called my DSL company and tried my very best not to harass anybody today, with it being Holy Week and all. I swear I came so close to breaking that promise when I heard the same overused scripts they used on me the last time I called. Oh, how hard it is to be a saint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sd6XYkUjNZI/AAAAAAAAA3g/Jy-ZhHPJvjQ/s1600-h/CIMG1265.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sd6XYkUjNZI/AAAAAAAAA3g/Jy-ZhHPJvjQ/s400/CIMG1265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322858257921029522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, I was actually able to fix the problem all by myself while I was on hold for 10 minutes and while I was saying to myself my new life mantra: "Patience, patience, patience..." for a hundred times. Guess it worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they better not push their luck 'coz I only do this on Holy Weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: Aeropostale "Professional Heartbreaker" shirt,  thrifted jumper skirt, random patent bag, my sis' Aloha Vans footwear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-5804256289792116994?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/5804256289792116994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=5804256289792116994' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/5804256289792116994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/5804256289792116994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/04/patience-is-not-one-of-my-virtues.html' title='Patience Is Not One Of My Virtues'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sd6XYtdYidI/AAAAAAAAA3o/TpN7XV1ALMw/s72-c/CIMG1266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-914586013444097094</id><published>2009-04-10T04:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T08:26:18.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am... Angelina Fierce</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;How could anyone look so fierce yet so freaking gorgeous at the same time!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Geez, this woman has got everything already. It's reeking of unfair-ness to a low-life like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sd0HwqT_AYI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/6CNG_nXGRgM/s1600-h/angelina_jolie.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sd0HwqT_AYI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/6CNG_nXGRgM/s400/angelina_jolie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322418867195019650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;Photo Credits: www.People.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;And I bet she's not gonna hear the end of it from the PETA peeps with all that fur she's wearing. I would like to think that they're fake but since I'm such the pessimist, I'm gonna say that those are real. I also think our dear Angie would rather be shot than be caught wearing a fakie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Ha! I just smiled remembering that flour attack with La Lohan in Paris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Almost makes me feel bad for them... if only they weren't so freaking skinny and filthy rich!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s89.photobucket.com/albums/k221/d4delta/?action=view&amp;amp;current=previewapr.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k221/d4delta/previewapr.jpg" alt="Preview April 2009 cover" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;On another note, I just saw Preview's April 2009 cover through their website&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.stylebible.ph/"&gt;StyleBible.ph&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;This is my fave local fashion magazine. Though I still wish InStyle weren't so effing expensive here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Anyway, the issue has Isabelle Diaz on the cover. She is the daughter of Ms. Gloria Diaz, the first-ever Filipina Ms. Universe winner. Though the cover promises that Isabelle proves there's more to her than that. We'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;The cover's tag line also said "Fierce Fashion". I thought they did fierce-ness with last month's Lucy Torres' cover. Are they throwing a showdown of who does fierce best or what? And how come everybody's doing "fierce" these days? It's soooo overrated in my book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-914586013444097094?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/914586013444097094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=914586013444097094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/914586013444097094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/914586013444097094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-angelina-fierce.html' title='I Am... Angelina Fierce'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sd0HwqT_AYI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/6CNG_nXGRgM/s72-c/angelina_jolie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-8892663467997146445</id><published>2009-04-09T00:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T01:05:58.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfectly Dysfunctional</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I'm finally back with my internet connection. And I'm telling you it didn't come easy. I swear I feel bad for those poor call center reps I spoke with. I ended up asking for a supervisor because I already had enough of their well-practiced scripts used over the phone. Too bad for them I was the perfect customer from hell. Of course, I got what I wanted in the end. I had my internet back within the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I will now officially stop my never-ending whining against them. The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdzYvmg-ruI/AAAAAAAAA3I/PbHaKG3e_GA/s1600-h/CIMG1255.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdzYvmg-ruI/AAAAAAAAA3I/PbHaKG3e_GA/s400/CIMG1255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322367171949407970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been spending my time holed up in my room watching season 1 &amp;amp; 2 DVDs of the series Brothers and Sisters. I love them for being the perfect all-American yet dysfunctional family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can only take so much of the family drama, macho gays kissing, drugs and rehab. I don't recommend for you to watch all episodes all at once, like I did. I'm actually taking a breather from it right now. Believe me, it's not healthy, even for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdzYviqAI4I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/fcEtNxrsaMo/s1600-h/CIMG1256.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdzYviqAI4I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/fcEtNxrsaMo/s400/CIMG1256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322367170913510274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;On me: my sister's top, What A Girl Wants undershirt, thrifted skirt, Fossil necklace, Buxton laptop bag, satin MJs from Leaveland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-8892663467997146445?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/8892663467997146445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=8892663467997146445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/8892663467997146445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/8892663467997146445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/04/perfectly-dysfunctional.html' title='Perfectly Dysfunctional'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdzYvmg-ruI/AAAAAAAAA3I/PbHaKG3e_GA/s72-c/CIMG1255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-7339849364006806839</id><published>2009-04-08T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T00:30:57.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dressed Down On A Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;This is what I wore last Sunday. Sundays are super-dress-down for us at work. But since I so hate to conform, I wore my fave dress trousers. Everybody thought I was overdressed, as usual. So this is how I define super dress down, what do you care! Lol. I just explained that the trousers were very comfy that they felt like I was wearing my PJs at my very own home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdqyjPjefVI/AAAAAAAAA24/0Qnptf033qA/s1600-h/CIMG1240.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdqyjPjefVI/AAAAAAAAA24/0Qnptf033qA/s400/CIMG1240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321762228232158546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to report to you that I'm already on my third week of shopping ban. So far I've been able to resist shopping for anything. But I have to tell you that it has not been easy. I was so tempted to buy 3 pair of shoes, 2 pairs of bathing suits and more beach coverups when I was last at Ayala mall. Phew! That was a close call for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdqyjMKs38I/AAAAAAAAA3A/xAtovbvP27o/s1600-h/CIMG1245.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdqyjMKs38I/AAAAAAAAA3A/xAtovbvP27o/s400/CIMG1245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321762227322937282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my days off from work today and I'm looking for crazy ways to keep myself occupied to stay away from shopping. It has not been easy especially since I don't have access to the net lately. But I'll survive. There's always my tons of DVDs that I still haven't watched. But do wish me luck, just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: Jockey basic tee, Promod wide-legged pants, mom's scarf worn as belt, my sister's white thongs, Charles &amp;amp; Keith convertible bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-7339849364006806839?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/7339849364006806839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=7339849364006806839' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/7339849364006806839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/7339849364006806839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/04/dressed-down-on-sunday.html' title='Dressed Down On A Sunday'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdqyjPjefVI/AAAAAAAAA24/0Qnptf033qA/s72-c/CIMG1240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-8350016955715373615</id><published>2009-04-07T08:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T11:46:14.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie And His Wandering Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;So I'm such a beggar right now for hogging Bo's (a local coffee shop) free Wifi. But I'm beyond caring already 'coz I've been deprived of an internet connection for a week now and I'm telling you, it sucks BIG time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I called home and my mom told me that my ISP's tech guy is on their way to our place to do their tech magic. Hopefully they'll get it fixed by tomorrow. I don't think I can survive this holy week without anything to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdquyvwtA-I/AAAAAAAAA2w/IPC2h1ifwgk/s1600-h/CIMG1237.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdquyvwtA-I/AAAAAAAAA2w/IPC2h1ifwgk/s400/CIMG1237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321758096529097698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what I wore last Saturday night. As most of you know, I work on weekends and I thought that I would look twice the loser that I am if I also dress like I'm going to work instead of a fun night out. So I decided to wear something that I would normally wear on a night out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdqudhtXCzI/AAAAAAAAA2o/UMl19Rro6K0/s1600-h/CIMG1238.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdqudhtXCzI/AAAAAAAAA2o/UMl19Rro6K0/s400/CIMG1238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321757731979725618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outfit may look conservative but for your information, the top I wore under that jacket is actually of the see-through kind. I thought nobody would notice but it was amazing that most guys at work did. They explained that it was natural for men especially with their wandering eyes. Ha! Such a lame excuse. That goes out for you Charlie! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: Giordano denim jacket, thrifted halter top, random skinny jeans, Raphaella Booz platform wedges, Charles &amp;amp; Keith convertible bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-8350016955715373615?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/8350016955715373615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=8350016955715373615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/8350016955715373615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/8350016955715373615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/04/charlie-and-his-wandering-eyes.html' title='Charlie And His Wandering Eyes'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdquyvwtA-I/AAAAAAAAA2w/IPC2h1ifwgk/s72-c/CIMG1237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-4254130769391068049</id><published>2009-04-06T12:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T00:34:29.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing In Action</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I know I've been MIA for a week now. And how I wish I could say that the reason is because I've been on some grand beach getaway! But sadly, it's not the case. I have been having problems with my internet connection at home for days already. I have already managed to harass to death, short of threatening, my DSL provider over the phone. I swear, I'll personally go to their office and personally nag their socks off if this doesn't get fixed before this week ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I plan to go spend my coming days off from work by going to these coffee shops with free wifi and abuse them for it. Hopefully I could update you with my recent outfit posts by then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best I could do for now is to sneak in some online time while at work. I can still update you with my 'mini-events' in life by checking my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://www.plurk.com/overdressedme"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Plurk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; page or it's widget (yes, that colorful box w/ little smileys on the right side of this page.) Stalk me to death from there or be my friend on Plurk and I'd love you forever! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Later gator!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&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/5209396426134318313-4254130769391068049?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/4254130769391068049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=4254130769391068049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/4254130769391068049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/4254130769391068049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/04/missing-in-action.html' title='Missing In Action'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-7141430359800997126</id><published>2009-04-01T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T12:19:26.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me And My Battle Scars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Yesterday was my brother's birthday and the entire family decided to celebrate it by doing a paintball challenge. My bro thought I would suck at it and boy was he right! Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdLoSBMm9MI/AAAAAAAAA2A/N2gFj2noAPY/s1600-h/CIMG1191.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdLoSBMm9MI/AAAAAAAAA2A/N2gFj2noAPY/s400/CIMG1191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319569506134586562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I was screaming the entire time and was sweating like the pig that I am with the heavy gear that we had to wear. Shorts, sleeveless tops and slippers were not allowed. So I had to dig up for my old jeans and shirts just in case the paintball would leave a stain. It took me twice the time for me to dress "rugged". It was such a task. Ha! &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdLoSQSABFI/AAAAAAAAA2I/_k28PCXfWtU/s1600-h/CIMG1192.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdLoSQSABFI/AAAAAAAAA2I/_k28PCXfWtU/s400/CIMG1192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319569510183732306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;But I'm telling you I had loads of fun! I've got bruises all over me, even right up my ass. Seriously. I decided to aptly call them as my battle scars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I feel really sore right now even when I type. Ouch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;But it was all worth it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdLoSRXTiSI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/fUb_J3P_MsQ/s1600-h/CIMG1197.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdLoSRXTiSI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/fUb_J3P_MsQ/s400/CIMG1197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319569510474418466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;This is what I wore after the game. We went out for dinner at this barbecue place where we practically ordered everything on the menu. We were that famished after all the adrenaline rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;As crazy as my family is, I love them to death. And now we're planning another escapade for my father's coming birthday. Maybe we'll do caving and spelunking this time.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... Told ya we're all crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: mom's white tunic, SM spaghetti top, random beads, leggings from SM, Raphaella Booz wedges, Girbaud bag&lt;/span&gt;&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/5209396426134318313-7141430359800997126?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/7141430359800997126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=7141430359800997126' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/7141430359800997126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/7141430359800997126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/04/me-and-my-battle-scars.html' title='Me And My Battle Scars'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdLoSBMm9MI/AAAAAAAAA2A/N2gFj2noAPY/s72-c/CIMG1191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-103823284847539593</id><published>2009-03-31T10:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T11:42:20.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Breakfast At Tiffany's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Pearls always remind me of that movie Breakfast At Tiffany's. Audrey Hepburn is so classic!&lt;br /&gt;And yet, I always cringe at the thought of wearing pearls. I know they say that it's a classic jewelry that is versatile enough to be worn for both morning and night. So what the heck is wrong with me then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdF5IAwSJUI/AAAAAAAAA1w/WPPNIPlqvXQ/s1600-h/CIMG1072.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdF5IAwSJUI/AAAAAAAAA1w/WPPNIPlqvXQ/s400/CIMG1072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319165813449696578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that pearls remind me of is of that time when Sky and I (remember that friend of mine from the entry &lt;a href="http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/01/youre-such-tease.html"&gt;You're Such A Tease&lt;/a&gt;) saw these elegant ladies wearing pearls while we were eating at Postrio. They were so classic that Sky and I agreed right then and there that when we grow old we would still be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;glamorosa &lt;/span&gt;and wear pearls... but only the black kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdF5IjYqCxI/AAAAAAAAA14/YPntxNdvO-M/s1600-h/CIMG1071.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdF5IjYqCxI/AAAAAAAAA14/YPntxNdvO-M/s400/CIMG1071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319165822745840402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F.Y.I My cam is kinda busted right now. The photo turns out overexposed everytime we take the photos outdoors. But they're just fine when we're indoors. Bummer! Guess I now need to get a DSLR. I wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: top from mom's closet, Ann Taylor pearls, thrifted skirt, Mags bracelet watch, SM cutout oxfords &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-103823284847539593?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/103823284847539593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=103823284847539593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/103823284847539593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/103823284847539593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-dont-breakfast-at-tiffanys.html' title='I Don&apos;t Breakfast At Tiffany&apos;s'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdF5IAwSJUI/AAAAAAAAA1w/WPPNIPlqvXQ/s72-c/CIMG1072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-2223973193993260915</id><published>2009-03-30T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T11:25:34.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Loser On The Loose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I'll be off from work tomorrow, so that makes today my last day at work. Yehey for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Ignore the fact that I'm such a loser for working on weekends when the rest of the world is out partying. Who the heck goes out on Tuesdays and Wednesdays anyway?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdA34SUfNeI/AAAAAAAAA1o/JKgAAcp2jX0/s1600-h/CIMG1043.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdA34SUfNeI/AAAAAAAAA1o/JKgAAcp2jX0/s400/CIMG1043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318812600054527458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;The only consolation I have with this hiatus I'm on right now is that it helps me with my self-imposed "shopping ban". Er, it's kinda required after all the shopping I did during my recent trip. Damn outlet stores! Honestly, the sight of my bills knocking on my door aren't such a welcome sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdA339XzIII/AAAAAAAAA1g/UO5Iyvq6j5Y/s1600-h/CIMG1040.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdA339XzIII/AAAAAAAAA1g/UO5Iyvq6j5Y/s400/CIMG1040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318812594431271042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;The good part is, I've been successful for 2 straight weeks. Hope this holds up 'till end of April. That's my ultimate goal. So help me God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: thrifted polka-dot dress worn as a top, What A Girl Wants laced undershirt, Guess skinny jeans, Mag bracelet watch, thrifted white jacket, CMG slingback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-2223973193993260915?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/2223973193993260915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=2223973193993260915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2223973193993260915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2223973193993260915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/03/loser-on-loose.html' title='A Loser On The Loose'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/SdA34SUfNeI/AAAAAAAAA1o/JKgAAcp2jX0/s72-c/CIMG1043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-2156376346745459760</id><published>2009-03-29T20:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T20:52:00.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sun Rises in Your Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I remember that everytime I'm in some beach, I always make it a point to wake up uber early so I can still watch the sun rise early in the morning. It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Especially after a night of drinking and a morning of hangover ahead of me. It almost makes me forget about the hangover part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sc9eg3wjQ3I/AAAAAAAAA1I/0L3pqgaR6Xs/s1600-h/CIMG1025.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sc9eg3wjQ3I/AAAAAAAAA1I/0L3pqgaR6Xs/s400/CIMG1025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318573603764257650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Sadly though, I still haven't gone to any beach lately, even if summer is officially in. I still got too many issues I need to fix before I can even start enjoying summer. But ohhhh... how I'd love to escape from everything right now.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sc9ehDTle9I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/aoGW7xG6XtA/s1600-h/CIMG1031.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sc9ehDTle9I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/aoGW7xG6XtA/s400/CIMG1031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318573606863993810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sc9ehbfsvCI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/jKeVUP0_Gtg/s1600-h/CIMG1032.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sc9ehbfsvCI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/jKeVUP0_Gtg/s400/CIMG1032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318573613357251618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;So I think I've finally decided on my new "IT" color for this year's summer. The only thing left for me to do is to finally get on my own summer escapade. Soon enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: Promod tunic dress, Kashieca skirt, random woven belt, scarf from my mom, Fossil watch, Penshoppe sunnies, Vivacci MJs, Charles &amp;amp; Keith convertible bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-2156376346745459760?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/2156376346745459760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=2156376346745459760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2156376346745459760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/2156376346745459760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/03/sun-rises-in-your-eyes.html' title='The Sun Rises in Your Eyes'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Sc9eg3wjQ3I/AAAAAAAAA1I/0L3pqgaR6Xs/s72-c/CIMG1025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-8857528571980363245</id><published>2009-03-28T11:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T11:24:04.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Promod'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charles and Keith'/><title type='text'>Damn Separation Anxiety!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Busy as a bumble bee. And by this I don't mean at all that I've been busy at work.&lt;br /&gt;I wish! &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumax wishes too. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or not. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Scwi4o1bNwI/AAAAAAAAA0w/q0U7qIiExB8/s1600-h/CIMG0992.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Scwi4o1bNwI/AAAAAAAAA0w/q0U7qIiExB8/s400/CIMG0992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317663616447231746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Jumax is my recent addition to my ever-dwindling list of true friends. She doesn't know shi*t about fashion even if her life depended on it. She can't tell the difference between a Carlos Santana pair of shoes and a Manolo. And yet, she's the coolest friend I have! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We eat lunch together and talk about love-hate relationships and we whine like Jessica Zafra on her best days. And best of all, she doesn't mind that I'm always overdressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her terribly on weekends and I swear I hyperventilate everytime I think of April 10.&lt;br /&gt;Damn separation anxiety! This one's for you Jumax... fashion guru or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Scwi5HpTwQI/AAAAAAAAA1A/X1a2xgElKwM/s1600-h/CIMG0994.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Scwi5HpTwQI/AAAAAAAAA1A/X1a2xgElKwM/s400/CIMG0994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317663624717910274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Scwi43-0GxI/AAAAAAAAA04/QQ99-u1PDZI/s1600-h/CIMG0993.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Scwi43-0GxI/AAAAAAAAA04/QQ99-u1PDZI/s400/CIMG0993.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317663620513143570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Anyway, when I mentioned busy as a bumble bee, I meant the print on my dress. I had to be very careful not to go overboard with my accessories, else I'll end up looking like I was a freaking Christmas tree complete with blinking lights in different colors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: George dress from Walmart, Promod double-strand belt, Charles &amp;amp; Keith convertible bag, Fossil watch, double-strand MJ platforms from Leaveland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-8857528571980363245?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/8857528571980363245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=8857528571980363245' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/8857528571980363245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/8857528571980363245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/03/damn-separation-anxiety.html' title='Damn Separation Anxiety!'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Scwi4o1bNwI/AAAAAAAAA0w/q0U7qIiExB8/s72-c/CIMG0992.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-6282969631699769381</id><published>2009-03-27T20:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T20:05:00.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story Of The Hermit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Last week, I made a personal challenge not to leave the house for 3 straight days and more importantly, not to spend a single cent while I'm at it. And it was a success! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;(You have to understand how tempted I was to shop online the entire time.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Now fast forward to this week. I ended up not leaving the house, difference was, this time it was not planned at all. I originally wanted to test myself if I can still resist the temptation of shopping by subjecting myself to the sweet lure of the malls. I planned to hitch a ride with my dad who goes to see his doctor every Wednesday. But this week, he moved his session earlier due to some conflict at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ScqBszGHfxI/AAAAAAAAA0g/Dehde4THSQ4/s1600-h/CIMG0989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ScqBszGHfxI/AAAAAAAAA0g/Dehde4THSQ4/s400/CIMG0989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317204916694384402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;So poor me (literally!), I ended dressing up but did not get the chance to go out. And for a minute, I had hopes that my mom would take me with her to SM (a mall) but she changed her mind and decided to go there next week when they'll be holding a sale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whoaaa!!! Did somebody mention a sale?!!! Ding ding ding ding!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;(Somebody really needs to work on her shopping addiction.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: Bayo cardigan, thrifted tunic dress, Totes office bag, Fossil watch, Carlos Santana shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; (not pictured)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-6282969631699769381?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/6282969631699769381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=6282969631699769381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/6282969631699769381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/6282969631699769381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/03/story-of-hermit.html' title='The Story Of The Hermit'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ScqBszGHfxI/AAAAAAAAA0g/Dehde4THSQ4/s72-c/CIMG0989.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-6403148140681771698</id><published>2009-03-26T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T03:29:20.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living In The Fastlane</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Well, I'm off from work today and I can't find a single thing desirable to eat in our fridge. It's the middle of the night and I don't feel like going out for a little grubbin'. This is one of those times when I wished McDonald's was just right around the corner of my place. Or maybe Taco Bell. Oh boy, don't I wish for some of their berry slush right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ScmDO3nSvEI/AAAAAAAAA0I/dt1whPFkT1o/s1600-h/CIMG0958.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ScmDO3nSvEI/AAAAAAAAA0I/dt1whPFkT1o/s400/CIMG0958.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316925126557744194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;But I'm back to reality, a.k.a. my tropical country. So I had to settle to popping some of that Jolly Time popcorn in the microwave. I don't give a damn if the box says it's only got light butter or 0% fat or whatever. My diet has long gone out of the window ever since I tasted fastfood. Oh, the joys of living in the fastlane.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ScmDO6GbmqI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/QU7BVpxa0Aw/s1600-h/CIMG0962.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/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ScmDO6GbmqI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/QU7BVpxa0Aw/s400/CIMG0962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316925127225219746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;This is what I wore to work a few days ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I love how this skirt moves. It sways in a lovely way everytime I move. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I was also trying to stay off from the usual corporate black, especially with the advent of summer. But I gotta do something with purple. Everybody's wearing it these days, even those teenage girls at Walmart. Time to look for another "It" color. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;thrifted cardigan, random necklace, thrifted skirt, Icing ring, Mags bracelet watch, pumps from Ayala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-6403148140681771698?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/6403148140681771698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=6403148140681771698' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/6403148140681771698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/6403148140681771698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/03/living-in-fastlane.html' title='Living In The Fastlane'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ScmDO3nSvEI/AAAAAAAAA0I/dt1whPFkT1o/s72-c/CIMG0958.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209396426134318313.post-7788292620575570127</id><published>2009-03-25T02:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T03:26:53.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness @ 2 AM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;So I just woke up from a 16-hour sleep. Like whoahhhh! So much wasted time sleeping when I could have gone out and done something productive in my life, for once. Reminds me of that Bond film, where this guy said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You've got plenty of time to sleep when you're dead."&lt;/span&gt; So true, so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Scky7S0F-sI/AAAAAAAAA0A/ICrhrYNdv1A/s1600-h/MK+high+fashion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Scky7S0F-sI/AAAAAAAAA0A/ICrhrYNdv1A/s400/MK+high+fashion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316836829331585730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MK at the Metropolitan Opera's 125th Anniversary Gala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was updating myself with celebrity gossip (thanks People.com!) when I came across this photo of our dear Mary Kate Olsen. Luhv it! All that high fashion drama, who knew the girl can actually clean up well! Bravo, bravo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209396426134318313-7788292620575570127?l=overdressedme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/feeds/7788292620575570127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5209396426134318313&amp;postID=7788292620575570127' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/7788292620575570127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209396426134318313/posts/default/7788292620575570127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdressedme.blogspot.com/2009/03/randomness-2-am.html' title='Randomness @ 2 AM'/><author><name>Overdressed Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734819972101118449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/ShPPR5mpn6I/AAAAAAAABHE/uHJyBtR86pk/S220/Cartoon4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pAd4Itj9nU/Scky7S0F-sI/AAAAAAAAA0A/ICrhrYNdv1A/s72-c/MK+high+fashion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
