<?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-30866844</id><updated>2011-09-25T05:16:33.245-07:00</updated><category term='Fashion'/><category term='Marketing'/><category term='Strategic Management'/><category term='Perspectives'/><category term='Advertising'/><title type='text'>Once in a Blue Moon</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-6317947627545033333</id><published>2007-11-22T04:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:39:52.686-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perspectives'/><title type='text'>Blank Page</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/R0V9xjWuNCI/AAAAAAAAAEw/CMRWJKpZVIo/s1600-h/K07304B005953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/R0V7tjWuM-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/CwSrLeQ2nOM/s200/MOTOROLA_BAMBOO.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135646972600792034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/R0V7KjWuM9I/AAAAAAAAAEI/al0I74yhkw0/s1600-h/midori_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/R0V7KjWuM9I/AAAAAAAAAEI/al0I74yhkw0/s200/midori_01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135646371305370578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/R0V57zWuM8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/24jpXrdLlvE/s1600-h/K07304B008080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/R0V57zWuM8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/24jpXrdLlvE/s200/K07304B008080.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135645018390672322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De multe ori suferim de ”sindromul foii albe”...acel moment in care ”cautam timpul pierdut” pentru ca alte idei mai bune nu avem la dispozitie. Cum sa promovezi prin cele mai ”interesante”concepte un banal program anti-virus?mai ales ca nici macar drepul la creativitate nu-l mai ai..&lt;br /&gt;Si apare acel sindrom al foii albe,apar idei banale,idei deja folosite,tactici contrare cererii clientului si alte elemente similare.E momentul in care unica alernativa ramane sa cauti in baza de date personala,in biblioteca,pe strada...orice imagine,actiune,reactie poate da nastere unei idei.&lt;br /&gt;Si asa,cautand raspunsul la intrebarea care ma framanta de cateva ore, am dat peste una din cartile lui David Lachapelle- ”LaChapelle Land”(1996)....e o carte pe care ar trebui sa o citeasca oricine,macar o data...Da sunt artisti care te inspira.Iar LaChapelle e unul dintre ei,fie ca vorbim de fotografie,productie video sau literatura. Lucrarile sale vorbesc de la sine,nu?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-6317947627545033333?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/6317947627545033333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=6317947627545033333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/6317947627545033333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/6317947627545033333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2007/11/blank-page.html' title='Blank Page'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/R0V9xjWuNCI/AAAAAAAAAEw/CMRWJKpZVIo/s72-c/K07304B005953.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-6274884758287226494</id><published>2007-09-17T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:39:52.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes We Are Tired....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/Ru7Zw94w6tI/AAAAAAAAAD4/p7KEoCadiVw/s1600-h/430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/Ru7Zw94w6tI/AAAAAAAAAD4/p7KEoCadiVw/s320/430.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111262062381689554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I feel extremly tired because of the exams, because of work....and nevertheless,because of my worries and thoughts....Where would we be next year at this time?....What should we do next?When?How?Why?...&lt;br /&gt;I will be away...far away...enjoying the Big Apple...or not...It will be even more work, struggle and fight for recognition.&lt;br /&gt;But all in all, this is what i want, and I truly believe that each one should hitch his wagon to a star...Also, the nice thing is the fact that it doesn't matter where you end up, but what you do along the way...Life is still a journey and we cannot build a lifetime experience without "traveling".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-6274884758287226494?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/6274884758287226494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=6274884758287226494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/6274884758287226494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/6274884758287226494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2007/09/sometimes-we-are-tired.html' title='Sometimes We Are Tired....'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/Ru7Zw94w6tI/AAAAAAAAAD4/p7KEoCadiVw/s72-c/430.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-1461195182463933263</id><published>2007-08-21T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:39:53.058-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marketing'/><title type='text'>Sony Walkman Designed For Women</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RssPHd68pjI/AAAAAAAAADw/kCaCzMkQc34/s1600-h/sony-nw-walkman-s-series-biggie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RssPHd68pjI/AAAAAAAAADw/kCaCzMkQc34/s320/sony-nw-walkman-s-series-biggie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101187623892592178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iata ca Sony se ”gandeste” si la femei :)&lt;br /&gt;Sa fie vb oare de un ”walkWOman”?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-1461195182463933263?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/1461195182463933263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=1461195182463933263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/1461195182463933263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/1461195182463933263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2007/08/sony-walkman-designed-for-women.html' title='Sony Walkman Designed For Women'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RssPHd68pjI/AAAAAAAAADw/kCaCzMkQc34/s72-c/sony-nw-walkman-s-series-biggie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-9063671132164499286</id><published>2007-08-01T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:39:53.292-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marketing'/><title type='text'>Ice Cucumber Soda - Pepsi's Veggie Pop Gets Big in Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RrCsS6NkBWI/AAAAAAAAADo/TKNFq6ozMRA/s1600-h/150_pepsi-ice-cucumber.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RrCsS6NkBWI/AAAAAAAAADo/TKNFq6ozMRA/s400/150_pepsi-ice-cucumber.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093760619419796834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few weeks Pepsi sold out of 4.8 million bottles of the beverage, then rather than cranking out more they killed production. It seems that fad flavors are the norm in Japan and Pepsi had already gotten their ad buzz out of the green drink and were ready to move on to the next big thing. 1,500 new drinks come to marked each year in Japan, competing in the $30 billion a year beverage market. Very few will be winners like: Calpis, which has a tangy-sweet taste, is made from milk and lactobacillus, a type of bacteria that’s commonly used in the production of cheese, yogurt, beer, and wine. Bottled waters with an extra shot of oxygen are all the rage in Japan, thanks to a shift toward healthier drinks. Kirin’s Arginine V, is marketed as a pick-me-up potion for the sleep-deprived salaryman, this carbonated drink contains vitamins B1, B6, and Arginine, an amino acid that’s found in dairy products, nuts, seeds, and some seafood. And last but not least: What do you get when you mix beer and milk? Bilk! The Abashiri Brewery, a microbrewery on Japan’s northernmost main island of Hokkaido, came up with the idea of adding beer yeast and hops to milk to help local dairy farmers ride out declining milk sales. This drink is one-third milk by volume, has a cloudy, lemony-yellow appearance resembling the Belgian beer Hoegaarden, and tastes fruity. Since going on sale as a limited-edition drink in February, it has proved extremely popular, regularly selling out.  Bottoms up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a lucky few ever got to try Pepsi's Ice Cucumber soda. The pale green drink began appearing on shelves at Japanese convenience stores in early June. Within days, clips of people swigging the stuff were showing up on YouTube (GOOG ), and bloggers were debating whether the taste was more melon than cucumber. But instead of ratcheting up production, Pepsi brand managers in Japan did the unthinkable: They discontinued the drink. "We didn't want it on the market past the summer," says Keiko Ishihara, who oversees PepsiCo Inc. (PEP ) sales for Suntory, the Tokyo beverage maker that markets the soda giant's products in Japan. "The value of Ice Cucumber is that it's gone already." The warm reception the Japanese gave Ice Cucumber is just one manifestation of a national obsession with the ephemeral. Millions turn out every spring to view delicate cherry blossoms that open and then fall to the ground in just a week. And a word that sends consumers flocking to stores is gentei, Japanese for "limited edition." For years, candymakers have peddled one-off runs of sweets. Nestlé (NSRGY ), for instance, offers its KitKat bars in an array of gentei flavors and colors for every season, including Cantaloupe Melon and Koshian Maccha (green tea with red-bean filling). The limited edition candy bars are so sought after that they even show up for sale on eBay. (businessweek)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-9063671132164499286?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/9063671132164499286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=9063671132164499286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/9063671132164499286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/9063671132164499286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2007/08/ice-cucumber-soda-pepsis-veggie-pop.html' title='Ice Cucumber Soda - Pepsi&apos;s Veggie Pop Gets Big in Japan'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RrCsS6NkBWI/AAAAAAAAADo/TKNFq6ozMRA/s72-c/150_pepsi-ice-cucumber.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-4373077484759117849</id><published>2007-07-20T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:39:53.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trenduri scandaloase</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RqCiFOdBMBI/AAAAAAAAADg/CSKOAgMdYXU/s1600-h/albert-thumb-450-0-192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RqCiFOdBMBI/AAAAAAAAADg/CSKOAgMdYXU/s320/albert-thumb-450-0-192.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089245789591515154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uneori, uitandu-te inapoi in istoria modei, mai -mai iti vine sa crezi ca Dumnezeu este fashion addict si ca te iubeste mult de tot! Altfel ar fi facut sa te nasti ceva mai devreme in istorie si sa fii obligata sa te supui cel putin uneia dintre aceste porunci ale modei… mai mult decat hilare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa nu fim insa prea severe cu judecata, fiindca cine stie cum vor parea optiunile noastre de fashion in ochii celor ce vor veni dupa noi peste secole…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Toga transparenta - Filosoful Seneca se plangea intr-una din scrierile sale: "Femeile noastre poarta vesminte atat de transparente incat nu mai au nimic de dezvaluit iubitilor in dormitor - acestia au vazut deja totul inca de pe strada!" Toga transparenta era un must pe vremea Imparatului Nero. Oare asta l-a impins pe Seneca la suicid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Nuditate aparenta - Orice gentleman respectabil din Anglia medievala purta o tunica scurta care ii acoperea doar partial organele genitale. Daca acestea nu atarnau suficient de jos, existau accesorii 'ton pe ton" care puteau fi adaugate pentru ca zona sa fie mai vizibila si cel putin la fel de… respectabila (in marime) ca posesorul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Codpiece-ul - Acesta este un fel de suspensor din material textil, iar in anul 1482 , regele Edward al IV-lea a decretat ca orice englez sub rangul de lord sa il foloseasca pentru a-si ascunde partile intime, care pana atunci erau lasate sa fluture liber, neimbracate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Gulerul antipurici - In prezent un accesoriu strict pentru uz veterinar, in secolul XIV era purtat de doamne legat strans in jurul gatului si scuturat periodic pentru a scapa de Pulex irritans, puricele care se hraneste cu sange uman si care era una dintre cele mai curente neplaceri in Renastere. Acest guler consta de fapt dintr-o blana pretioasa de animal rar (nutrie, nurca, vulpe etc.) , asa cum probabil ai vazut la bunicile si matusile tale in varsta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Legarea picioarelor - Aceasta practica mai persista chiar si azi in China. Initial ea a aparut ca moda, pornind de la Imparateasa Taki, care se nascuse cu picioarele malformate, iar doamnele din suita ei au inceput s-o imite legandu-si picioarele strans in fasii de panza. Sotii lor au incurajat aceasta practica deoarece picioarele astfel mutilate le impiedicau pe femei sa se miste prea mult sau sa fuga de acasa. Practica legarii picioarelor a fost interzisa prin lege abia in 1949, de catre Mao Zedong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Sprancenele false - Realizate din blana de soarece si lipite peste cele reale cu un adeziv pe baza de ulei de peste, le erau foarte apreciate de catre barbatii si femeile din secolul XVIII, pentru ca puteau fi lipite astfel incat sa dea chipului o expresie mirata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Printul Albert - Sotul reginei Victoria, printul Albert, purta o forma originala de body piercing care ii permitea sa previna eventualele accidente stanjenitoare in public, mai ales ca la moda erau pantalonii albi cu talie foarte inalta. Piercing-ul consta intr-un belciug trecut prin penis, cu ajutorul caruia organul putea fi prins in lateral de un lantisor petrecut in jurul soldurilor. Adevarat sacrificiu de dragul modei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Apa lui Soliman - Numita astfel fiindca era o metoda adusa de otomani in Europa, acesta este prima metoda de lifting folosita vreodata. Se spunea ca elimina petele, negii si ridurile - si asa si era, doar ca le elimina cu tot cu pielea fetei! Apa lui Soliman continea si mercur, un metal extrem de toxic si coroziv, de la care utilizatorului ii cadeau fasii intregi de piele a fetei, precum si dintii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Cosmetice radioactive - Cele mai luxoase saloane de infrumusetare din America anilor '20 ofereau epilat cu raze X, creme si tratamente de fata cu radiu, precum si pasta de dinti radioactiva. In mod deloc surprinzator, tot in America exista o crema contraceptiva cu aplicare locala pe baza de radiu, in anul 1953 aceasta fiind inca disponibila pe piata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Dinti colorati - Italiencele din societatea inalta din secolul XVI isi colorau dintii in rosu sau verde. Rusoaicele si-i vopseau doar in negru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce zici, acum tocurile inalte ti se mai par o tortura extrema?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-4373077484759117849?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/4373077484759117849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=4373077484759117849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/4373077484759117849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/4373077484759117849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2007/07/trenduri-scandaloase.html' title='Trenduri scandaloase'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RqCiFOdBMBI/AAAAAAAAADg/CSKOAgMdYXU/s72-c/albert-thumb-450-0-192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-754700818962163180</id><published>2007-06-25T04:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T04:03:51.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fendi FW Milan 2007/2008 Womens Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/KF1YMD4Qsq0' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/KF1YMD4Qsq0'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fendi, the Italian fashion icon beloved for its shoes and handbags, is hosting its next fashion show on the Great Wall of China.  The show will take place in October. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video shown here is from Fendi’s 2007/08 Fall/Winter collection in Milan.  The show, which was 3 months ago, shows the most recent Fendi designs.  While this could be similar to what we’ll see from Fendi in China, I think the blockbuster location sets Fendi up to reveal a dramatically new collection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Italian luxury group Fendi will hold a fashion show on the Great Wall in China in October as parent company, LVMH Moet Hennessy-Louis Vuitton, seeks to double its sales by 2008. LVMH Chairman Bernard Arnault has said repeatedly he sees potential for Fendi to become a "star brand" alongside LVMH stablemates such as leather-goods maker Louis Vuitton and TAG Heuer watches." (Reuters) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-754700818962163180?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/754700818962163180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=754700818962163180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/754700818962163180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/754700818962163180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2007/06/fendi-fw-milan-20072008-womens-part-1.html' title='Fendi FW Milan 2007/2008 Womens Part 1'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-6955690329593999103</id><published>2007-06-25T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T04:15:43.805-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-6955690329593999103?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/6955690329593999103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=6955690329593999103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/6955690329593999103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/6955690329593999103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2007/06/fendithe-great-wall-of-china.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-6016841885865557140</id><published>2007-06-24T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:39:53.635-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strategic Management'/><title type='text'>No Middle Managers for Romania...and fairly few top ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/Rn8HlmJ1oJI/AAAAAAAAADY/ZMolMwuwHI8/s1600-h/trumpPointing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/Rn8HlmJ1oJI/AAAAAAAAADY/ZMolMwuwHI8/s320/trumpPointing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079787247175573650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/Rn8HRGJ1oII/AAAAAAAAADQ/qVEzZNccBUc/s1600-h/harmonie_und_alltag_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/Rn8HRGJ1oII/AAAAAAAAADQ/qVEzZNccBUc/s320/harmonie_und_alltag_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079786894988255362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By annalysing the general socio-economical aspects of the "modern"Romania, a deep though passes through my mind: why there are so few good managers in Romania? and, nevertheless, why does the "brain battle" struggle in just a certain number of managers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thought was first brought to me few years ago while i was watching my alltime favourite tv show-&lt;a href="http://apprentice.tv.yahoo.com/trump/06/index.html"&gt;"The Apprentice"&lt;/a&gt;.Eversince, by working in different places, from local and national televisions to multinationals, i tried to understand the Romanian phenomenon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly,why can't we reach a certain top level?&lt;br /&gt;The answer is simple,considering the Trump "experiment".In order to reach a certain top position,one needs to understand the entire management process,by passing from "selling lemonade"on Broadway, to organizing charities sponsored by major companies such as Yahoo for example.In Romania the entry levels ar not apprenti.Just simple subordinates and nothing more.Some may migrate to a more open company and become majors,but most just give up because of the few chances provided.Yet, even more migrate to better countries with more balanced "lifestyles".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, the Romanian mentality is focused on the so very old system of birocracy. We don't focus on talent,opportunities and ideas, but on authority, status, bosses and obedient subordonates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,though the multinationals invaded the country in the last 2 years, there is no struggle on getting and managing "new brains".The fight is jut for those few already managed brains,the so called "top managers".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why Trump's insights are compulsory for the Romanian market:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what you’re doing. Sounds simple, but I’ve seen a lot of instances where I couldn’t believe how much the other side didn’t know. I immediately knew I could have a grand slam and fast, just based on their apparent lack of preparation. My father used to tell me, “Know everything you can about what you’re doing.” He was absolutely right, and I’m giving you the same advice. Follow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, it takes a lot of smarts to play dumb. This is a good way to see how much your negotiating partners don’t know. It’s also a good way to see if they are bulldozing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep them a bit off balance. What they don’t know won’t hurt you, and that may help you down the line. Knowledge is power, so keep as much of it to yourself as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust your instincts. There are a lot of situations that will not be black and white in negotiating, so go with your gut. Combine this with your homework and you’ll be ahead of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be confined by expectations. There are no exact rules, and sometimes I’ve changed course in the middle of negotiations when something new has occurred to me. Remain flexible and open to new ideas, even when you think you know exactly what you want. This attitude has provided me with opportunities that I would not have thought about before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know when to say no. This has become instinct for me by now, but I think we all know when that buzzer goes off inside. Pay attention to that signal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be patient. I’ve waited for some deals for decades, and it was worth the wait. But make sure what you’re waiting for is worth it to begin with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To speed up negotiations, be indifferent. That way you’ll find out if the other side is eager to proceed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that in the best negotiations, everyone wins. This is the ideal situation to strive for. You will also be laying the ground work for future business deals with people who know what integrity is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nevertheless, the most important business assets for a future top manager (even in Romania):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Formulate a strategy. Realize that no matter how carefully and ethically you conduct yourself and your business, it is highly likely that you may be sued.&lt;br /&gt;   2. Recruit and organize professionals who can help you accomplish this goal. Most likely, you’ll need an attorney and an accountant who are both skilled at asset protection structures and methods.&lt;br /&gt;   3. Prioritize your objectives. Evaluate your overall financial situation, but in a way that doesn’t negatively affect your other financial planning objectives. Consider how a transfer of assets from one entity to another may affect your tax and/or estate planning. If you put your personal residence into a limited partnership, you’ll gain asset protection - but lose the tax exemption.&lt;br /&gt;   4. Measure your wealth. What assets do you have at risk, and how do you expect your wealth to change in the future? &lt;br /&gt;   5. Be proactive in your planning. You can’t put an asset protection system in place after you’ve been sued. Unfortunately, people often think about how to protect their assets when it’s too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one last word . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A secure asset protection system in place is a lifelong process. Regular review of your assets and their vulnerabilities can ensure that you have the protection you need.And my motto eversince was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You succeed in life by pursuing big wins, not by avoiding small losses, because it is not where you end up,but what you do along the way, so hitch your waggon to a star!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-6016841885865557140?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/6016841885865557140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=6016841885865557140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/6016841885865557140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/6016841885865557140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-middle-managers-for-romaniaand.html' title='No Middle Managers for Romania...and fairly few top ones'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/Rn8HlmJ1oJI/AAAAAAAAADY/ZMolMwuwHI8/s72-c/trumpPointing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-8483578672524123305</id><published>2007-06-20T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T05:18:41.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-8483578672524123305?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/8483578672524123305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=8483578672524123305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/8483578672524123305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/8483578672524123305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-414274520295311355</id><published>2007-06-20T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:39:53.787-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marketing'/><title type='text'>WOM again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RnkOgWJ1oGI/AAAAAAAAADA/x2m3_uCSEa0/s1600-h/4da9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RnkOgWJ1oGI/AAAAAAAAADA/x2m3_uCSEa0/s320/4da9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078106003702390882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a business, you know that advertising is essential to&lt;br /&gt;getting your name out there. The more familiar with your name people&lt;br /&gt;are the more value your name has, thus, the more value your product or&lt;br /&gt;service has in the minds of the consumer. However, advertising can be&lt;br /&gt;expensive, so business owners are always looking for ways to advertise&lt;br /&gt;for less. The most popular form of inexpensive advertising is word of&lt;br /&gt;mouth marketing.read more&lt;br /&gt;on....http:/ /www.articlesfor all.net/marketin g/wordof- mouth-marketing. php&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-414274520295311355?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/414274520295311355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=414274520295311355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/414274520295311355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/414274520295311355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2007/06/wom-again.html' title='WOM again'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RnkOgWJ1oGI/AAAAAAAAADA/x2m3_uCSEa0/s72-c/4da9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-7209597651680811877</id><published>2007-06-01T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:39:54.293-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perspectives'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Marilyn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RmAmXG4XdaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/8In62ZaSIOU/s1600-h/photo16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RmAmXG4XdaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/8In62ZaSIOU/s320/photo16.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071095358845056418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RmAl_G4XdZI/AAAAAAAAACw/1e5km8obofg/s1600-h/mm26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RmAl_G4XdZI/AAAAAAAAACw/1e5km8obofg/s320/mm26.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071094946528195986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RmAlqm4XdYI/AAAAAAAAACo/-p8U6bG-D5g/s1600-h/mm19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RmAlqm4XdYI/AAAAAAAAACo/-p8U6bG-D5g/s320/mm19.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071094594340877698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hollywood is a place,” Marilyn Monroe once said, “where they’ll pay you a thousand dollars for a kiss, and fifty cents for your soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know, because I turned down the first offer often enough, and held out for the fifty cents.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had she lived, Marilyn Monroe would have turned 81 today. But she didn’t live. She died 45 years ago, at age 36. Columnist Army Archerd wrote in DAILY VARIETY at the time, “Marilyn Monroe was late for everything – but much too early for death.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was Marilyn Monroe? What does she and her films mean to each new generation? And why and how did she die so young?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters, obviously, first, last and always, Marilyn was uniquely beautiful, and tragically vulnerable. As the songs say, and the continuing parade of documentaries show, her voluptuous yet seemingly accessible and innocent image established her as the blonde bombshell against which all others have, and will be measured, and for some time to come. She was unquestionably the sex goddess of the twentieth century. So she wasn’t the most photographed woman in the history of creation for nothing. Our eyes go straight to her in any still photo, and in every movie scene, too. Those external features are simply remarkable, and demand attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts are drawn to her as well, as soon as we learn anything about her true life story. She was the little girl who never knew her father, and whose unstable mother was institutionalized. “I never lived with my mother,” Marilyn revealed in her final interview. As a child, nobody wanted her. She lived in foster homes. “The whole world was always closed to me,” she lamented. That is, until she turned eleven. Then, to her everlasting astonishment, everybody wanted her. What to make of that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She could never reconcile such extremes in her extraordinary life, or make sense of what happened, or why. She was suddenly this model, and then starlet, who all alone, overcame enormous odds, fighting up hill, to become a movie queen, and marry baseball immortal Joe DiMaggio, in what was surely a storybook romance. Wasn’t it? Storybook? The happily-ever-after kind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed so, if ever so briefly. Because then, just as suddenly, it all unraveled. Her final movie was called SOMETHING’S GOT TO GIVE. So it did. Like her life, she never got to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hers is an irresistible story, from poignant, disadvantaged childhood innocence, to spectacular success in Hollywood, to tragic, early death. In her wake has come an ever-growing library of books, each telling – but many only inventing -- Marilyn’s inside story, and naturally exploiting her sexual escapades, too. In fact if one is to believe every new “as told to” Hollywood biography written over the past half-century, was there ever anyone pictured in the ACADEMY PLAYERS DIRECTORY back then that she didn’t have sex with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“They took it, they grabbed it, and they ran,” she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the poor woman herself could not make sense of what happened in her life, how is anyone else supposed to? Yet so many try, with no let up in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe only one thing is certain. With all the pinup shots taken by master photographers, and such classic movies as ALL ABOUT EVE, THE SEVEN YEAR ITCH, and SOME LIKE IT HOT -- where Marilyn will presumably live forever on screen -- though she left us as a young woman decades ago, it is not likely that her story and her iconic image will even begin to fade from public consciousness. Not for many generations to come, if ever. That combination of innocence and vulnerability together with the kind of world class, luminous sensuality Marilyn had, will doubtless continue to transcend time and cultural barriers. So far, from this remove, it certainly looks that way. And if for no other reason than her looks are that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actor and stage director Lee Strasberg, in his eulogy, made this observation: “Marilyn Monroe was a legend. In her own lifetime she created a myth of what a poor girl from a deprived background could attain. For the entire world she became a symbol of the eternal feminine.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her final interview, in words one can hear her speak in this documentary, she explains, “I want to say, that if I am a star, the people made me a star. There was no studio, and no person … but the people did it. It was a reaction that came in, to the studio. I mean, fan mail … you can’t imagine. When (the people) go to see a movie, they judge, for themselves.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, tomorrow, and for a long time to come, everyone knows the verdict. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-7209597651680811877?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/7209597651680811877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=7209597651680811877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/7209597651680811877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/7209597651680811877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-birthday-marilyn.html' title='Happy Birthday, Marilyn!'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RmAmXG4XdaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/8In62ZaSIOU/s72-c/photo16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-9056875309337973230</id><published>2007-05-05T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:39:54.380-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marketing'/><title type='text'>Alarm Clock Pill - Rise-N-Shine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/Rj00jonSi5I/AAAAAAAAACg/owMcGKjURfU/s1600-h/5682_1_230.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/Rj00jonSi5I/AAAAAAAAACg/owMcGKjURfU/s320/5682_1_230.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061259343036582802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can throw out that pesky alarm clock now, thanks to a new pill that ensures you will wake up on time without that obnoxious screeching of your buzzer in the mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wake Up On Time” is an all-natural pill taken before going to sleep. Rise-N-Shine L.L.C claims that its new miracle product will help people rise happily with an alert mind and high levels of energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Founder Cathy Beggan claims the pill is the solution to end morning grogginess. As well as increasing energy, the pill is also said to boost immunity. Beggan says it doesn’t stop there though as the pill works by “elevating moods, enhancing memory, circulation, metablosim and digestion.” The only side-effects Beggan warns of are weight loss and improved moods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients of the time-release capsule include Amino Acids, several b vitamins, Guarana Seed and Ginseng. The miracle in a bottle can is limited to certai health stores but can be ordered online at www.wakeupontime.com :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-9056875309337973230?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/9056875309337973230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=9056875309337973230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/9056875309337973230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/9056875309337973230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2007/05/alarm-clock-pill-rise-n-shine.html' title='Alarm Clock Pill - Rise-N-Shine'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/Rj00jonSi5I/AAAAAAAAACg/owMcGKjURfU/s72-c/5682_1_230.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-1932412343924472328</id><published>2007-05-05T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:39:55.286-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marketing'/><title type='text'>Top 20 Cosmetics and Beauty Trends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/Rj0wBInSi0I/AAAAAAAAAB4/YOunUMFnJJc/s1600-h/4183_3_230.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/Rj0wBInSi0I/AAAAAAAAAB4/YOunUMFnJJc/s320/4183_3_230.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061254352284584770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/Rj0v7InSizI/AAAAAAAAABw/X4PX2ppjv8I/s1600-h/4183_1_230.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/Rj0v7InSizI/AAAAAAAAABw/X4PX2ppjv8I/s320/4183_1_230.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061254249205369650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/Rj0v0InSiyI/AAAAAAAAABo/yiHUUhXQlx0/s1600-h/4183_2_230.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/Rj0v0InSiyI/AAAAAAAAABo/yiHUUhXQlx0/s320/4183_2_230.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061254128946285346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1.Barbie Cosmetics - Unleash Your Inner Doll with Barbie + MAC Cosmetics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  MAC Cosmetics have collaborated with Mattel to develop a limited edition color collection called “Barbie Loves MAC” to be released in mid February 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The classic Barbie iconic ponytail silhouette is embossed in pink on the classic black Mac packaging. The fun and feminine collection includes very bright, plasticized colours in its palette for lips, cheeks, nails and eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can even buy your very own Mac barbie doll. Unfortunately the pink convertible and Ken doll are not sold separately this time around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2.Organic Beauty Products - Stella McCartney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Stella McCartney has just released a beauty line named Care. It is a 100% organic and zero percent petrochemicals or silicones.  It is obvious that this new beauty range will grow in popularity and demand in very short time, not only because the creator is the acclaimed and trendy Stella McCartney, but also because organic and 100% natural cosmetics are also very trendy and more in demand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/Rj0waYnSi1I/AAAAAAAAACA/_aV8qgszZSg/s1600-h/4007_1_230.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/Rj0waYnSi1I/AAAAAAAAACA/_aV8qgszZSg/s320/4007_1_230.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061254786076281682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Sephora’s website: “We already know and love Stella McCartney for her modern fashion designs and naturally sexy scents. And now she’s introducing CARE by Stella McCartney, a unique luxury line of certified organic skincare, formulated with 100 percent organic active ingredients and zero percent petrochemicals or silicones. Inspired by Stella’s personal philosophies, clear vegetarian principles, and commitment to help protect the environment, CARE by Stella McCartney, is a unique range of ethical and effective skincare products that combines the ultimate in pampering and nature to give your skin everything it needs, and nothing it doesn’t.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. Erotic Branding - Upsurge in Sexy Branding for Cosmetics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   With new cosmetic names like Temptress, Vixen, Teasing Flirt, or Tie Me to the Bedpost, cosmetic companies are adding sex to their brands.  The Chicago Sun-Times describes, “Makeup has always been about sex—usually implicitly. Now things are becoming more explicit.  Sexy names are overrunning cosmetics counters, making a simple task such as buying blush seem like a trip to the curtained-off section of your local movie rental place.” Some believe that the trend is growing because sexy make-up has a broader appeal than lingerie which is blatently marketed using just one body type.  In cotrast, sexy make-up is appealing to all woman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4. Fingernail Art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/Rj0xgInSi2I/AAAAAAAAACI/rmu16dRoe8Q/s1600-h/6447_1_230.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/Rj0xgInSi2I/AAAAAAAAACI/rmu16dRoe8Q/s320/6447_1_230.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061255984372157282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polishing your fingernails and making them colorful is very simple. But if you really want to make an impression with people, get your manicurist to do up your fingernails like this. These are some of the many designs from the Tenth Moscow Championship of Hairdressers and Nail Art Designers held earlier this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5. No Scent Purfume - Choix &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   You can now buy a perfume that smells like ... er, nothing. The “perfume”, which has virtually no scent, is to go on sale at a London department store this week priced at STG40 per bottle.  The creation, by trendy label Dadadandy, contains 100ml of liquid made from an alcohol base which when sprayed has only a slight smell of alcohol that soon evaporates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called Choix, the non-perfume is part of a surrealist-themed event by department chain Selfridges &amp; Co. Karen Wells, head of beauty at the store, notes: “Choix is a dressing table artwork, a collector’s item that will appeal to lovers of surrealism and objects d’art, and is an affordable way to buy a piece of Dadadandy’s work. “I think our customers will choose Choix, whether as a humorous statement or for a bit of non-scentical fun.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Selfridges event is running in tandem with an exhibition at London’s Victoria and Albert Museum and is designed to demonstrate the powerful impact the surreal movement has upon artists and designers. As part of the perfume’s release, a 5m inflatable eyeball will be suspended in front of the neoclassical facade at Selfridge’s Oxford Street store. An entire floor is also being turned into an outlet called This Is Not A Shop. The store will sell 1.5m-tall pencils alongside oversized lollipops made from popcorn, and till receipts will be printed with surrealist poetry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Sephora Monopoly-Build Your Own Beauty Empire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   This special edition Sephora Monopoly gives you the opportunity to, not only shop until you drop this festive season but also, earn Beauty Bucks and build your very own beauty empire while comparing your purchases with your friends afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a direct attempt to tempt the beauty addict into playing this game it has features such as, you Go to Jail for bad hair days, get a manicure so you can Advance to Go and collect $200, and pay fines for streaky self-tanner application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/Rj0yXYnSi3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/YlwAR-phbyc/s1600-h/3195_1_230.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/Rj0yXYnSi3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/YlwAR-phbyc/s320/3195_1_230.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061256933559929714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sephora is the leading retail beauty chain in Europe. And is a relatively new arrival in the U.S. The highly innovative stores, supply the ‘must-haves’ for any beauty addict and pack a global punch, as they are owned by LVMH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game encourages you to buy, sell, and trade beauty products to build successful Sephora stores, and just like the original you can charge other players rent for landing on your fledgling empire. Famous brands are dotted around the board, and you can enjoy the likes of Stila in Gloss Gardens, Make Up For Ever on Lipstick Lane, Nars on Cheek Street, Murad at Cleanser Crossing and Bliss on Lotion Avenue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At $45 you can learn the basics of the beauty industry and fulfil every beauty enthusiasts dream of owning their own store. This has to be one of the ultimate gifts for the beauty addict, and one which will no doubt be used extensively on ‘Girls Night-In’s’. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Calvin Klein Targets Technosexuals with Blogger Inspired Fragrance IN2U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   Calvin Klein is targeting the young blogging and text messaging crowd with a new fragrance called CK in2u and a new social network called What Are You IN2?. The CK in2u bottle, designed by Stephen Burks and looks like Sake bottle The name is written in the shorthand of an instant message, a casual invitation to sex so immediate as to imply there was no time to spell it out: “in to you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/Rj0zHonSi4I/AAAAAAAAACY/1vd9sAhAn1U/s1600-h/5183_1_230.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/Rj0zHonSi4I/AAAAAAAAACY/1vd9sAhAn1U/s320/5183_1_230.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061257762488617858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So apparently Calvin Klein is seeking to re-create the success CK "One" for a new Generation of young people, they have termed technosexuals, who spend their lives in front of their computer and identify more with internet speak than with real words. It's going to be called "in2u" - referring to a text message commonly seen as a request for casual sex (really? do you guys use this?). I am not joking - the article is from the New York Times. And even better? Check out the awesome tag-line from the press material: "She likes how he blogs, her texts turn him on. It’s intense. For right now."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-1932412343924472328?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/1932412343924472328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=1932412343924472328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/1932412343924472328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/1932412343924472328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2007/05/top-20-cosmetics-and-beauty-trends.html' title='Top 20 Cosmetics and Beauty Trends'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/Rj0wBInSi0I/AAAAAAAAAB4/YOunUMFnJJc/s72-c/4183_3_230.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-3993897631671550530</id><published>2007-04-22T06:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T04:46:39.524-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advertising'/><title type='text'>White Stripes Coke Commercial</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/Q9zgT3WzTVA' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/Q9zgT3WzTVA'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sa fie vorba de viralizare in masa?nu va ganditi la Zero.Appearances are always deceptive:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-3993897631671550530?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/3993897631671550530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=3993897631671550530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/3993897631671550530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/3993897631671550530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2007/04/white-stripes-coke-commercial.html' title='White Stripes Coke Commercial'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-743183120692435452</id><published>2007-04-22T06:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T04:47:26.459-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perspectives'/><title type='text'>Word Of Mouth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/EAjyce9thMk' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/EAjyce9thMk'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;VIRAL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-743183120692435452?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/743183120692435452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=743183120692435452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/743183120692435452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/743183120692435452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2007/04/word-of-mouth.html' title='Word Of Mouth'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-6668723889611104470</id><published>2007-04-22T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:39:55.359-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marketing'/><title type='text'>ZERO compromisuri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RitgdEM37eI/AAAAAAAAABg/OKyuScOOKJo/s1600-h/cokezero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RitgdEM37eI/AAAAAAAAABg/OKyuScOOKJo/s320/cokezero.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056241059113725410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lansare oficiala Coca-Cola Zero.IAA: “Targetul noului produs îl reprezintă, în principal, bărbaţii cu vârste între 20 şi 39 de ani care vor să savureze gustul de Coca-Cola, dar cu zero zahăr“.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reprezentantii companiei spun: “Produsul răspunde unei nevoi reale şi este adresat tuturor celor care îşi doresc să trăiască viaţa cu zero compromisuri“.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Trairea vietii cu zero compromisuri” patetic si inadecvat superbei si fascinantei Romanii, tara celor 42 de compromisuri.Si oare nu ne amintim cumva de fascinanta "Energy X"..?combinata cumva cu P**si Max?..pacat ca acolo nu se punea problema compromisului..doar a trairii experientei la maxxxim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-6668723889611104470?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/6668723889611104470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=6668723889611104470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/6668723889611104470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/6668723889611104470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2007/04/zero-compromisuri.html' title='ZERO compromisuri'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RitgdEM37eI/AAAAAAAAABg/OKyuScOOKJo/s72-c/cokezero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-337045879010064104</id><published>2007-04-19T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:39:55.510-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marketing'/><title type='text'>“Our hotel holds a Guinness World Record.”</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RifzvkM37dI/AAAAAAAAABY/Yq1kjTkSstE/s1600-h/27_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RifzvkM37dI/AAAAAAAAABY/Yq1kjTkSstE/s320/27_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055277105243745746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can’t miss the Tian Zi (Children of the Cosmos) hotel. Located in east Beijing, where emperors of old would stay when they were touring their domains, the giant building is supposed to represent the three Chinese gods of happiness, wealth and long life. To enter into the bellies of the gods, go through the glass doors in the left foot of the God of Long Life or through the right foot of the God of Wealth. The fruit in the God of Long Life’s hand contains the Long Life Peach Suite, which is popular with Beijing residents as a venue for birthday parties.&lt;br /&gt;The building’s particular aesthetic has the architecture world divided. “At least it’s an original idea,” said one participant in an online architectural forum. “And it attracts customers.” Another was less forgiving. “You see this hotel,” he wrote, “and at first you are shocked. Then you laugh. Then you want to cry.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.colorsmagazine.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-337045879010064104?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/337045879010064104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=337045879010064104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/337045879010064104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/337045879010064104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2007/04/our-hotel-holds-guinness-world-record.html' title='“Our hotel holds a Guinness World Record.”'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RifzvkM37dI/AAAAAAAAABY/Yq1kjTkSstE/s72-c/27_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-7995436278331730335</id><published>2007-04-19T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:39:55.659-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perspectives'/><title type='text'>Every Show...PR drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RifzAkM37cI/AAAAAAAAABQ/MxZ0FK6uGwI/s1600-h/19_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RifzAkM37cI/AAAAAAAAABQ/MxZ0FK6uGwI/s320/19_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055276297789894082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some unrealistic dreams when I was a child. I wanted to be a superstar. Later I realized that celebrities are products for the masses to lust after, because sex drives everyone and only fools or crazies believe in love.&lt;br /&gt;When I was young, I expected to become a boy. Now it’s clear to me: It’s not at all important to be a man or a woman.Everyone has to sell something in order to gain an easier life. Some sell their bodies, some sell their art.&lt;br /&gt;What a shame it would be to have nothing to sell. I don’t care how others criticize me. We live in a world where each person takes what he needs.&lt;br /&gt;I am not paid to do my show here. I pay the pianist to accompany me. I don’t sing for my bread and butter. What I need is for everyone to play this game with me. The audience is only a stage prop. Life is so boring, we need to rescue ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;I will never join a masquerade or a carnival. I have the magic to turn you into a frog or any other kind of insect. I can insult everything in an instant. I don’t feel upset at the end of each show. It’s fine for me to go back to reality for a week, until the next performance.&lt;br /&gt;Please make my story more fantastic. Please feel free to tell lies.&lt;br /&gt;No one really loves truth, and the fairy tales are truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-7995436278331730335?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/7995436278331730335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=7995436278331730335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/7995436278331730335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/7995436278331730335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2007/04/every-showpr-drama.html' title='Every Show...PR drama'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RifzAkM37cI/AAAAAAAAABQ/MxZ0FK6uGwI/s72-c/19_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-9136850771440725645</id><published>2007-04-16T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:39:55.946-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perspectives'/><title type='text'>CAYENNE/VERMILLION ORANGE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RiPLIX899JI/AAAAAAAAABI/Odj37eYNIYw/s1600-h/lips1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RiPLIX899JI/AAAAAAAAABI/Odj37eYNIYw/s320/lips1000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054106551568954514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HOW ABOUT U??????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that ¼ of Americans have appeared on TV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know 61% of all hits on the Internet are on sex-sites?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day 21 new born babies will be given to the wrong parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average person swallows 8 spiders in a year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannabis is the most widely abused drug in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average person laughs 13 times a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elvis was originally blond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average age of first intercourse is 15.3 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average erect penis is 5.2 inches long&lt;br /&gt;And 4.2 inches circumcised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eskimos use refrigerators to keep food from freezing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41% of all people take people with curly hair less seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20% of all females have had at least 1 homosexual experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22% of the time a pizza will arrive faster than an ambulance in Great-Britain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96% of all women have at one time in their life faked an orgasm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 people die every year, testing if a 9 volts battery works on their tongue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The Guinness Book of Records” holds the record for being the most stolen book in public libraries&lt;br /&gt;Butterflies taste with their feet &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RiPK0n899II/AAAAAAAAABA/cU8QPgYtl6w/s1600-h/kozi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RiPK0n899II/AAAAAAAAABA/cU8QPgYtl6w/s320/kozi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054106212266538114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5% of the population is gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world’s best known word is “okay”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second most well-known word is “Coca-Cola”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The giraffe can clean its ears with its tongue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Chaplin once won 3rd price in a Charles Chaplin look-a-like contest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1995 a Japanese trawler sank, because a Russian cargo plane dropped a living cow from 30,000 feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 1 book has been printed in more copies than The Bible – the IKEA catalogue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cigarette takes away 5 minutes of a person’s life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1950 we were 3 billion people on the earth, today we are 6 billion people&lt;br /&gt;(Time is ticking, ticking, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donald Duck was banned in Finland, because he doesn’t wear pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74% of all nudist females are nudists, because their husbands are nudists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More people die from a champagne-cork popping, than from poison spiders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21% of all traffic accidents happen, because the driver falls asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know the originally a Danish guy invented the burglar-alarm – unfortunately, it got stolen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) so just check out this link: http://www.colorstrology.com/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-9136850771440725645?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-4929843482379617736</id><published>2007-04-07T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:39:56.052-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perspectives'/><title type='text'>"Bunnies at Easter: A Sad Story"-si daca mai pot spune: Happy Easter! :)- http://www.rabbit.org/easter/</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RhgfRsomf6I/AAAAAAAAAAo/j7OjowfP_M8/s1600-h/izzy-zowie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/RhgfRsomf6I/AAAAAAAAAAo/j7OjowfP_M8/s320/izzy-zowie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050821370995703714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Contrary to Eastertime hype, rabbits and  small children aren't a good match. The exuberance  of even the gentlest toddler is stressful for the sensitive  rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children like a companion they can hold, and cuddle. That's why  stuffed animals are so popular. Rabbits are not passive and cuddly. They are  ground-loving creatures who feel frightened and insecure when held and  restrained. The result: the child loses interest, and the rabbit ends up  &lt;a href="http://www.rabbit.org/journal/3-7/brandolino-poem.html"&gt;neglected or abandoned&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Easter bunnies soon grow large and reach adolecence. If left &lt;a href="http://www.rabbit.org/faq/sections/spay-neuter.html"&gt;unneutered&lt;/a&gt;  they will chew, spray or dig. Many end up  &lt;a href="http://www.rabbit.org/journal/3-7/brandolino-poem.html"&gt;neglected or abandoned&lt;/a&gt;. The result? Humane organizations such as &lt;a href="http://www.rabbit.org/"&gt;House Rabbit Society&lt;/a&gt; see a huge increase  in the number of abandoned rabbits after Easter. Help us stop this yearly cycle by educating yourself and others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.rabbit.org/graphics/resources/pixel.gif" align="left" border="0" height="6" width="1" /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;Know the Facts.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rabbits are not "low-maintenance" pets, and are a poor choice as a &lt;a href="http://www.rabbit.org/faq/sections/children.html"&gt;pet for children&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They have a lifespan of 10 years and require as much work as a dog or cat. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your home must be &lt;a href="http://www.rabbit.org/faq/sections/rabbit-proofing.html"&gt; bunny-proofed&lt;/a&gt;, or Thumper will chew cords and furniture. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rabbits must be  &lt;a href="http://www.rabbit.org/faq/sections/spay-neuter.html"&gt;neutered&lt;/a&gt; or  they will mark your house with feces and urine. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They should  &lt;a href="http://www.rabbit.org/faq/sections/housing.html"&gt;live indoors&lt;/a&gt;, as members of the  family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  Clearly, rabbits aren't for everyone. Are you a gentle adult living in a  quiet household?  If you think you're someone who would enjoy sharing life with a rabbit, please  visit your local &lt;a href="http://www.rabbit.org/hrs-info/contacts.html"&gt; rabbit-rescue group&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt;Help Us Spread the Word!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Know of someone purchasing a rabbit at Easter? Let them know  it's a bad idea. Print out our &lt;a href="http://www.rabbit.org/easter/flyer/childstory.pdf"&gt;Children and Rabbits Flyer&lt;/a&gt; or  &lt;a href="http://www.rabbit.org/journal/3-7/brandolino-poem.html"&gt; The Easter Bunny Poem&lt;/a&gt; and give them  a copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.rabbit.org/graphics/resources/pixel.gif" height="6" width="1" /&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wear a &lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/hrs3"&gt;tshirt sporting one of our Easter messages&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.rabbit.org/graphics/resources/pixel.gif" height="6" width="1" /&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rabbit.org/easter/link.html"&gt;Display   our Easter banners&lt;/a&gt; on your own homepage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.rabbit.org/graphics/resources/pixel.gif" height="6" width="1" /&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Print out and distribute our &lt;a href="http://www.rabbit.org/easter/flyer/index.html"&gt;easter flyers&lt;/a&gt; around town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.rabbit.org/graphics/resources/pixel.gif" height="6" width="1" /&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn about the &lt;a href="http://www.makeminechocolate.org/"&gt;Make Mine Chocolate!&lt;/a&gt; campaign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.rabbit.org/graphics/resources/pixel.gif" height="6" width="1" /&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lend your financial support. Make a &lt;a href="http://www.rabbit.org/hrs-info/joining.html"&gt;donation&lt;/a&gt;  or &lt;a href="http://www.rabbit.org/hrs-info/joining.html"&gt;become a member&lt;/a&gt; to help support our cause!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-4929843482379617736?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/4929843482379617736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=4929843482379617736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/4929843482379617736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-7107126269427483650</id><published>2007-03-31T07:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T07:55:28.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Francis CABREL - La corrida (2005)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/nE-d8Z7fybI' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/nE-d8Z7fybI'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tout ce qu'est la vie..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-7107126269427483650?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-4556592092760841401</id><published>2007-02-27T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:39:56.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck In A Moment....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/ReTE7cpiWPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/91iGhkuOcb8/s1600-h/Picture+229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NfA1L9i6nU0/ReTE7cpiWPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/91iGhkuOcb8/s200/Picture+229.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036366808888793330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid of anything in this world...there's nothing you can throw at me that i haven't already heard..you gotta stand up straight...you gotta get you get yourself together you've got stuck in a moment that you can't get out of it...don't say that later will be better..now you've got stuck in a moment and you can't get out of it...you are such a full to worry like you do...i know it's tough that you can never get enough...it's a long way down to nothing at all..it's just a moment,this time will pass...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-4556592092760841401?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/4556592092760841401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=4556592092760841401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/4556592092760841401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-116499182990646929</id><published>2006-12-01T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T04:54:32.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perspectives'/><title type='text'>Piece of Advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2570/3318/1600/618701/desktop04_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2570/3318/320/854408/desktop04_1024.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great advice from Penelope Trunk. This story reads like a letter from dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the roaring '90s, you could jump from job to job without help from anyone else. Now, you need staying power since you're going to be at the company a while. The easiest way to stay a while is to make sure you feel connected to the people you work with. &lt;br /&gt;So make some friends. And even when you can't be friends, be nice. Work late on your boss's stupid pet project without complaining. Give a sympathetic ear to an annoying co-worker. Mentor someone who you think is hopeless. Respect the fact that each person in this world has something to offer; you just never know when it will reveal itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-116499182990646929?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/116499182990646929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=116499182990646929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/116499182990646929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/116499182990646929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/12/piece-of-advice.html' title='Piece of Advice'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-116499160878223743</id><published>2006-12-01T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T04:55:08.053-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perspectives'/><title type='text'>Imitation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2570/3318/1600/444857/vilaboa_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2570/3318/320/401200/vilaboa_1024.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are three principles where I believe imitation is good… &lt;br /&gt;Good imitation is looking for parallels. Parallelism is when you take a principle from elsewhere and apply it to a different situation, perhaps differently. Perhaps it can be called ‘inspired imitation’. Ex: Henry Ford applying the division of labor from slaughter houses to the car manufacturing. Roy H. Williams calls it Business Topology. Jay Abraham calls it something else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good imitation is when being unique negatively impacts your customer. For example, there’s no need to get clever with standard navigation nomenclature (i.e. ‘Home’, ‘About Us’, etc.), checkout forms, etc. Copy the online leaders where the majority of shoppers have learned from. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good imitation is invisible to the customer but adds value to your proposition. For example, I think there are best practices in supply chain and manufacturing. Dell is recognized for this. That simply leads to lower costs for customers. What company would not want to lower costs so they could invest margin in other ways to differentiate, or pass savings along to the customer? Or investing in standards that save money and widen applicability – such as programming in .NET or JAVA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-116499160878223743?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/116499160878223743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=116499160878223743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/116499160878223743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/116499160878223743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/12/imitation.html' title='Imitation'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115430091169287509</id><published>2006-07-30T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T04:52:21.077-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perspectives'/><title type='text'>R.E.M....believe in the butterfly effect..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/surrealturnips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/surrealturnips.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It has been said that something as small as the flutter of a butterfly's wing can ultimately cause a typhoon halfway ariund the world."-Chaos Theory&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115430091169287509?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115430091169287509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115430091169287509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115430091169287509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115430091169287509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/rembelieve-in-butterfly-effect.html' title='R.E.M....believe in the butterfly effect..'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115417397835564842</id><published>2006-07-29T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T04:52:58.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/2857_poza_mare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/2857_poza_mare.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Numai tu puteai intra pe aceastä poartä, pentru cä ti-era häräzitä numai tie! Acum, mä duc si o încui." &lt;br /&gt;(Kafka, "In fata legii")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115417397835564842?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115417397835564842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115417397835564842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115417397835564842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115417397835564842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/flashback.html' title='Flashback'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115417339224458315</id><published>2006-07-29T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T04:43:12.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La Corrida...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/still.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/still.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-am trezit in rasete zglobii de copii in dimineata aceea...Aerul era incarcat de veselie si febrilitate si ma simteam mai nerabdator ca niciodata. Afara se auzeau rasete si muzica si chiuituri. Cumva mi se parea ca intreaga lume se pregatea de sarbatoare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am refuzat sa mananc in dimineata aceea..., care se anunta atat de speciala. Nu ma mai gandeam la nimic altceva decat la rasetele si strigatele de bucurie pe care le auzeam de afara. Si muzica...muzica era dumnezeiasca! Ma facea sa uit si foamea, si durerea si tristetea acestei lumi. &lt;br /&gt;M-am ridicat in picioare si am incercat sa intrezaresc printr-o crapatura a usii ce se intampla afara ..sa vad de unde venea toata bucuria aceea, sa zaresc trompetistii, fanfara, sa vad cine batea toba atat de ritmat, sa zaresc multimea vesela de oameni pe care o presimteam in apropiere...Dar n-am vazut nimic . Nimic din toate astea. In fine, nimic impresionant. Numai un barbat. &lt;br /&gt;Un barbat scund si slabanog stand mandru in praf. &lt;br /&gt;Am auzit zavorul usii tragandu-se inapoi . Usa s-a deschis larg cu un scrasnet de rugina. Soarele m-a izbit drept in ochi si m-a orbit pentru cateva momente.. In confuzia creata am alergat afara din cameruta mea si am auzit inca o data strigatele multimii. Cand am redeschis ochii am vazut oamenii. Mai multi oameni decat am vazut vreodata in viata mea. Mult mai multi oameni decat mi-am imaginat vreodata ca ar exista pe fata pamantului. Si toti erau adunati in jurul meu. Ca un zid. Si ma priveau curiosi dansand si strigand. Toti petreceau in jurul meu. Toti erau fericiti si radeau. Toti, cu exceptia unuia. &lt;br /&gt;A omului care statea singur in praf. &lt;br /&gt;Pieptul ii era umflat si privirea lui ma sfida. &lt;br /&gt;Omul acela... &lt;br /&gt;Privirea aceea... &lt;br /&gt;Dimineata aceea... &lt;br /&gt;M-am apropiat de el mandru si increzator. M-am apropiat de el si l-am privit asa cum ma privea el. Barbatul statea singur in praf si ochii lui ma ardeau. Multimea a explodat in urale. Tobele au inceput sa bata tot mai tare si barbatul ma privea tot mai sfidator si mai arogant. &lt;br /&gt;Apoi s-a facut liniste. Barbatul mi-a fluturat prin fata ochilor o fasie de carpa rosie. Bucata de panza tremura in bataia vantului ce ridica mici norisori de praf. Pieptul i se umfla tot mai tare in timp ce se apropia de mine. &lt;br /&gt;Am tipat. Am vrut sa-l atentionez. Dar el se apropia tot mai mult. Tot mai mandru. Tot mai amenintator. &lt;br /&gt;Mi-am aplecat fruntea si am alergat spre el cu toata furia mea. Dar inainte sa apuc macar sa-l ating...a disparut. Apoi am simtit o durere. Si am vazut picaturi de sange. Sangele meu. &lt;br /&gt;Multimea urla tot mai tare. Durerea devenea tot mai insuportabila. &lt;br /&gt;Apoi am zarit o sclipire metalica in lumina soarelui. O bucata de otel stralucea intre umerii mei. &lt;br /&gt;Mi-am intors privirea spre usa prin care iesisem. Dar usa era zavorata in urma mea. &lt;br /&gt;Apoi am inteles ca asta nu mai era un joc. Era o lupta. Cum au indraznit sa-si inchipuie ca as fi dat inapoi?!Ca as fi fugit sa ma ascund?! &lt;br /&gt;Toate usile si toate zavoarele din lume sa fie larg deschise si eu n-as fugi din fata acestui barbat care sta stramb in praf cu palarioara lui penibila! &lt;br /&gt;Imi aplec din nou fruntea si lovesc infuriat praful cu piciorul. Imi adun toate puterile si ma indrept cu toata viteza spre omuletul caraghios. &lt;br /&gt;Din nou dispare! Si din nou durerea aceea ascutita. Si din nou sange. Tot mai mult sange. Fara sa ma opresc ma intorc si-l surprind pe omuletul caraghios cu palaria lui penibila stand cu spatele. Acum e al meu! In sfarsit! De ce n-a ramas printre oamenii fericiti din multime? De ce n-a ramas sa cante cu ei, sa danseze cu ei? De ce a trebuit omuletul asta caraghios sa distruga aceasta unica si speciala dimineata cu bravura lui prosteasca? Acum va regreta toate acestea... &lt;br /&gt;Multimea urla si ma incurajeaza... &lt;br /&gt;Deodata simt o sulita strapungandu-mi gatul. &lt;br /&gt;Un omulet in costum de hartie colorata a aruncat sulita... &lt;br /&gt;A venit sa-l salveze pe barbatul insolent cu palarioara lui stupida... &lt;br /&gt;Gust praful... &lt;br /&gt;Ma doare... &lt;br /&gt;Multimea urla din ce in ce mai tare... &lt;br /&gt;Tobele bat si trompetele suna... &lt;br /&gt;Oameni fericiti se imbratiseaza dansand... &lt;br /&gt;Trandafiri umezi cad in praful inrosit din jurul meu... &lt;br /&gt;N-am stiut cat de bucurosi pot fi oamenii in jurul unui mormant ce se sapa... &lt;br /&gt;E ultima lectie pe care o invat acum, cand mor... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si, si , hombre, hombre &lt;br /&gt;Baila, baila &lt;br /&gt;Hay que bailar de nuevo &lt;br /&gt;Y mataremos otros &lt;br /&gt;Otras vidas, otros toros &lt;br /&gt;Y mataremos otros &lt;br /&gt;Venga, venga &lt;br /&gt;Venga, venga a bailar... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omule, omule &lt;br /&gt;Danseaza, danseaza, &lt;br /&gt;Hai sa dansam din nou... &lt;br /&gt;Si sa ucidem altul... &lt;br /&gt;O alta viata, un alt taur &lt;br /&gt;Hai sa ucidem altul...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115417339224458315?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115417339224458315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115417339224458315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115417339224458315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115417339224458315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/la-corrida.html' title='La Corrida...'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115409960238713185</id><published>2006-07-28T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T08:13:22.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>XEROX</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/xerox6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/2673_poza_mare.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cand te joci, spargi obisnuintele, reasamblezi piesele si totul are brusc un alt inteles. Te poate ajuta asta sa strangi legatura dintre consumator si produs prin umanizarea celui din urma? Sigur ca da: un zambet sincer vinde cel mai bine, zambetul cumparatorului placut surprins si amuzat, moment in care – click !–, aproape ca poti poza “inceputul unei frumoase prietenii” intre client si noua lui “jucarie”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/346829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/346829.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tocmai de-asta japonezii de la Design Barcode s-au jucat ce s-au jucat, dar nu si-au tinut jucariile numai pentru ei: au creat un design haios pentru codurile de bare, de la pungile de popcorn pana la cartelele de metrou, unele dintre modele fiind adaptate produsului – cum ar fi designul creat pentru pungi de taitei, in care barele codului atarna de betisoarele chinezesti precum spaghetele sau sosetele dungate cu liniile codului pe un picior de femeie -, altele putand fi aplicate oricarui tip de produs: zebre care poarta liniile albe si negre pe spate.&lt;br /&gt;Si ce sa vezi? Ideea nu numai ca a prins in Japonia si incepe, copacel-copacel, sa prinda radacini si in SUA, dar a adus firmei creatoare, alcatuita din patru oameni, un premiu Titanium Lion la premiile de la Cannes de saptamana trecuta. Asadar, cele 200 de modele de coduri de bare create si faptul ca, pana in prezent, nu s-a inregistrat nicio citire gresita a acestora, fiind testate cu grija inainte de lansarea pe piata, ar trebui sa merite cei 4000 de dolari, atat cat costa drepturile de achizitie. Per ansamblu, treaba e o jucarie destul de scumpa, asa ca incearca sa nu-i arati site-ul copilului tau pana dupa Craciun, asta daca nu cumva lucrezi la una dintre cele 15 firme care au comandat, pana in prezent, aceste designuri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/main_off.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/main_off.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115408529148257980?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115408529148257980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115408529148257980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115408529148257980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115408529148257980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/cand-te-joci-spargi-obisnuintele.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115400632880546539</id><published>2006-07-27T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T06:18:48.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoy yourself;it's later than you think.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/TeaParty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/TeaParty.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115400632880546539?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115400632880546539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115400632880546539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115400632880546539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115400632880546539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/enjoy-yourselfits-later-than-you-think.html' title='Enjoy yourself;it&apos;s later than you think.'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115387498273687562</id><published>2006-07-25T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T17:49:42.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accesorize your rights of blonde</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/d03e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/d03e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many myths about Blondes which circulate and here we wish to correct some. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blonde beards grow faster than darker beards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Finland in 1998, a group of Blondes became so fed up and disillusioned with the treatment of Blondes, that they formed the: International Blondes Association. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people believe all Swedish women are blonde, that Sweden is populated by blonde bombshells more than any other country. However, True Blondes make up only approximately 50% of Sweden's 9 million population. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, mummified Caucasians up to 4,000 years old were discovered in China's northwestern province of Xinjiang. The dried corpses have the long noses, deep-set eyes, and long skulls typical of Caucasians. Some even have blonde hair! The 113 corpses appear to have been part of a definite settlement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A silly story often ciculates that Intelligent People have more Zinc and Copper in their hair. Brown and Red is a Copper Color, so this explains why blondes are dumb? This myth is ridiculous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blonde head of hair has usually many more strands than red or dark haired heads. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artists frequently portrayed their subjects as blonde, even when history belied the point, Phillips writes, noting that the artist Tiepolo, for example, depicted Cleopatra with strawberry blonde curls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most popular doll in the history of the world "Barbie" is Blonde. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supermarket shoppers prefer Blondes as cashiers. A UK based Somerfield Shoppers Survey, found blondes were much busier than their darker haired co-workers. Apparently, the research stated that Blondes appeared much calmer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/58040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/58040.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blondes have been famous throughout the ages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Roman Times, women "pillaged the flaxen plaits of northern tribes and wore them as trophies." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roman Women used to die their hair blonde with quicklime, wood ash, and old wine. They did this because they were jealous of the fair-haired German women brought back as captives by their husbands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On September 11, 1875, in Springfield, IL, the "Blondes" and "Brunettes" played their first match. Newspapers heralded the event as the "first game of baseball ever played in public for gate money between feminine ball-tossers." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of the most famous Fairytale stories center on a blonde character. Goldilocks, Cinderella. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Ancient Greece blonde was the hair color of the Gods. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Ancient Rome ladies of the night would have their hair dyed blonde or wear a blonde wig to show they were available. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ventian women would use rainwater and Chamomile to try to dye their hair blonde. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signiture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pamela Anderson &lt;br /&gt;Christina Applegate &lt;br /&gt;Melissa Bell &lt;br /&gt;Nicole Eggert &lt;br /&gt;Jennie Garth &lt;br /&gt;Melissa George &lt;br /&gt;Melissa Joan Hart &lt;br /&gt;Grace Kelly &lt;br /&gt;Anna Kournikova &lt;br /&gt;Jenny McCarthy &lt;br /&gt;Madonnna &lt;br /&gt;Marilyn Monroe &lt;br /&gt;Michelle Pfeiffer &lt;br /&gt;Mary Pierce &lt;br /&gt;Britney Spears &lt;br /&gt;Sharon Stone &lt;br /&gt;Melissa Tkautz&lt;br /&gt;Other Blondes Include these who have a link to amazon for products for them you can buy:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brigitte Bardot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew Barrymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Caine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bette Davis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doris Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leonardo DiCaprio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl Hannah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rutguer Hauer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goldie Hawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwyneth Paltrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Jessica Parker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad Pitt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Redford &lt;br /&gt;Ellen Degeneres &lt;br /&gt;Farrah Fawcett &lt;br /&gt;Calista Flockhart &lt;br /&gt;Anne Heche &lt;br /&gt;Lisa Kudrow &lt;br /&gt;Cheryl Ladd &lt;br /&gt;Heather Locklear &lt;br /&gt;Joanna Lumley &lt;br /&gt;Helen Mirren &lt;br /&gt;David Hyde Pierce &lt;br /&gt;William Shatner &lt;br /&gt;David Soul &lt;br /&gt;Paula Yates&lt;br /&gt;Cartoon Characters/Fairytale and Other types who were blonde include:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice In Wonderland &lt;br /&gt;Asterix &lt;br /&gt;Blondie and dagwood (Comic Strip by Chic Young) &lt;br /&gt;The Brady Bunch &lt;br /&gt;Buffy the Vampire Slayer &lt;br /&gt;Cinderella &lt;br /&gt;Goldilocks &lt;br /&gt;Flash Gordon &lt;br /&gt;The Milky Bar Kid &lt;br /&gt;Miss Piggy &lt;br /&gt;Rapunzel &lt;br /&gt;Christopher Robin &lt;br /&gt;Barney Rubble &lt;br /&gt;Bart Simpson &lt;br /&gt;Tinkerbell &lt;br /&gt;Winnie the Pooh&lt;br /&gt;Designer/Model Blondes include:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claudia Schiffer &lt;br /&gt;Jerry Hall &lt;br /&gt;Barbie &lt;br /&gt;Sindy &lt;br /&gt;Donatelle Versace &lt;br /&gt;Eva Herzigova &lt;br /&gt;Christie Brinkley &lt;br /&gt;Rachel Hunter &lt;br /&gt;Vivienne Westwood &lt;br /&gt;Stella McCartney&lt;br /&gt;and me...once...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115387498273687562?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115387498273687562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115387498273687562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115387498273687562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115387498273687562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/accesorize-your-rights-of-blonde.html' title='Accesorize your rights of blonde'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115387398176307540</id><published>2006-07-25T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T17:33:01.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Join the Red Hat Society</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/JoinTheRedHatSociety.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/HotLips.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115387375880890131?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115387375880890131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115387375880890131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115387375880890131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115387375880890131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/hot-lips.html' title='Hot lips'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115387349894597505</id><published>2006-07-25T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T17:24:58.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who are girls' best friends?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/169254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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best friends?'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115387323080683880</id><published>2006-07-25T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T17:20:30.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Five on me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/FiveOnMe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/FiveOnMe.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115387323080683880?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115387323080683880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115387323080683880' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115387323080683880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115387323080683880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/five-on-me.html' title='Five on me!'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115387298315625384</id><published>2006-07-25T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T17:16:27.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just love ...SHO(ES)!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/224751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/224751.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/202274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/202274.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/224587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/224587.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/224172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/224172.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/224975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/224975.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115387298315625384?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115387298315625384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115387298315625384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115387298315625384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115387298315625384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-love-shoes.html' title='Just love ...SHO(ES)!'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115387220469673294</id><published>2006-07-25T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T17:03:24.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She tried not to cross the line...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/237705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/237705.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115387220469673294?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115387220469673294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115387220469673294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115387220469673294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115387220469673294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/she-tried-not-to-cross-line.html' title='She tried not to cross the line...'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115387178801886739</id><published>2006-07-25T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T16:56:28.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is your clover the lucky one?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/354196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/354196.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luck is temporary,yet efficient for the moment.One might consider it as a fortunate effect.But unfortunatedly,time and tide never wait for the man,so don't be swallow!Swallow men believe in luck;wise men-in cause-effect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115387178801886739?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115387178801886739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115387178801886739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115387178801886739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115387178801886739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/is-your-clover-lucky-one.html' title='Is your clover the lucky one?'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115387148700330432</id><published>2006-07-25T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T16:51:27.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WARNING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/WARNING%21_dont%20eat%20vegetables.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/WARNING%21_dont%20eat%20vegetables.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not eat vegetables!*!*!*!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115387148700330432?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115387148700330432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115387148700330432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115387148700330432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115387148700330432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/warning.html' title='WARNING!'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115387123651689886</id><published>2006-07-25T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T16:47:16.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To my feet again...Welcome Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/360257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/360257.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/ToMyFeetAgain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/ToMyFeetAgain.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115387123651689886?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115387123651689886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115387123651689886' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115387123651689886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115387123651689886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/to-my-feet-againwelcome-back.html' title='To my feet again...Welcome Back!'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115387091771736433</id><published>2006-07-25T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T16:41:57.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>50%</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/Half.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/Half.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imi vine in cap acum reclama de la Connex/Vodafone cu jumatatile...de pret,de viata,de masura...Dar oare in viata de zi cu zi ajung jumatatile?Nu e prea putin?Ok,daca platesti la un abonament 50%din cat e defapt ti se pare ok,si involuntar ignori stelutele(*)din partea de jos a pag/ecranului/monitorului/foii.In viata,jumatate nu te face nici fericit,nici implinit,nici satisfacut,nici incantat.Jumatatea vietii?well...aici ar fi multe de spus daca raportam la hybris,ying si yang etc.Cineva spunea o data ca intr-o relatie unul iubeste si unul se lasa iubit,dar cum s-ar defini iubirea?o jumatate de sentiment psihic adunata cu jumatate de pasiune senzoriala,impartita prin ratiune si filtrata prin context?iubirea dureaza 3 ani zicea un autor contemporan...poate mai mult,poate mai putin.Nimic probabil.Poate nici nu exista,pt ca in fond,cum poti calcula la milimetru daca 2 jumatati sunt sau nu 100% egale?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115387091771736433?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115387091771736433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115387091771736433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115387091771736433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115387091771736433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/50.html' title='50%'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115387022851824859</id><published>2006-07-25T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T16:30:28.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As faceless as graffiti...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/AsFacelessAsGraffitti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/AsFacelessAsGraffitti.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115387022851824859?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115387022851824859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115387022851824859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115387022851824859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115387022851824859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/as-faceless-as-graffiti.html' title='As faceless as graffiti...'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115386998596954696</id><published>2006-07-25T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T16:26:25.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adio...I'll miss ya!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/Adio%21loved%20ya.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/200/Adio%21loved%20ya.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cause always provides a good explanation..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115386998596954696?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115386998596954696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115386998596954696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115386998596954696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115386998596954696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/adioill-miss-ya.html' title='Adio...I&apos;ll miss ya!'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115369688191310449</id><published>2006-07-23T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T16:21:21.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinestezia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/147-4790_CRW.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/147-4790_CRW.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/106-0625_CRW.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/106-0625_CRW.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/CRW_0902_00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/CRW_0902_00001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinestezia apare adesea drept o forma abstracta de generare a paradoxurilor.Avand acelasi efect ca si REM-ul,poate induce,in fractiuni de secunda,modificari la nivelul receptorilor,ajungand intr-o stare aparent pasiva la creierul vegetativ(hipotalamus).Totusi explicarea manifestarilor senzoriale evidente nu tine nici de medicina,nici de structurile anatomice,si in mod necesar-de psihic.Desi istoria medicinii evita dezbaterea acestui subiect,tot Freud-parintele psihanalizei-este si creatorul psihoterapiei de scurta durata,coroborand orice mijloc implicit de realizare a acestui proces.Cu toate astea,dincolo de incercarile lui Freud,Erickson sau Mose,paradoxul ramane o idee hipnotica,ce-si regaseste unica extensiune prin interpretare si introspectie,deoarece doar sinestezia ar genera mari erori la nivelul cailor ascendente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115369688191310449?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115369688191310449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115369688191310449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115369688191310449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115369688191310449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/sinestezia.html' title='Sinestezia'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115280633870799828</id><published>2006-07-13T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T08:58:58.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dantela parjolita</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/monicaB132_jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/monicaB132_jpg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinestezia devine mai devreme sau mai tarziu avatarul tuturor simturilor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115280633870799828?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115280633870799828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115280633870799828' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115280633870799828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115280633870799828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/dantela-parjolita.html' title='Dantela parjolita'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115253123582324243</id><published>2006-07-10T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T04:33:55.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mural</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/kara-walker-mural.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/200/kara-walker-mural.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papusi care danseaza pe pereti,in umbra,in vis...marionete cu masti hidoase sau,din contra,cu fete inexpresive de portelan...Nu e vb de experimentul primitiv impus de Platon,nici de paradoxul esenta-aparenta(desi..);dar asa as putea caracteriza 80%din oamenii cunoscuti...prematura si poate prea rigida aceasta caracterizare,dar asta simt acum si punct.Prea multe fete care incearca,se zbat sa cuprinda corpul unei singure papusi,iar problema nu ar consta in  ideea de ciclop,bi/multicefal,ci in incercarea aberanta si inutila a oamenilor de a incerca sa fie ceea ce nu sunt.si ce nu ii caracterizeaza.Unicitatea,e drept,sta in complexitate.Dar intr-o complexitate ingenua si 100%personala.Si all in all,cum sa-i criticam pe altii cand nu stim nici cine suntem noi,pierduti intre atatea fete de portelan si papusi cu fete negre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115253123582324243?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115253123582324243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115253123582324243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115253123582324243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115253123582324243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/mural.html' title='Mural'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115248592036421456</id><published>2006-07-09T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T15:58:40.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Max Factor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/m198708260001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/m198708260001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avery, Sid &lt;br /&gt;American (1918-2002) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESCRIPTIVE TITLE: Max Factor ad &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1960s &lt;br /&gt;color print, dye imbibition (dye transfer) process &lt;br /&gt;40.8 x 33.6 cm. &lt;br /&gt;Gift of Sid and Diana Avery &lt;br /&gt;87:0826:0001 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NON-GEH NUMBER: A33 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSCRIPTION: verso-(in ink) "A33" (rubberstamp) "Sid Avery Sid Avery &amp; Associates 820 North La Brea Avenue Los Angeles, California 90038 465-7193" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copyright, Sid Avery &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTES: Catalogued 8/87, DZ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUBJECT: portrait, model&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115248592036421456?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115248592036421456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115248592036421456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115248592036421456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115248592036421456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/max-factor.html' title='Max Factor'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115248502535455283</id><published>2006-07-09T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T15:43:45.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE WALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/dioru.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/dioru.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the end of the year is like the finish line, this week is "the wall." The wall exists for me in many arenas, but most notably (read: painfully) while running the last 50 meters of the 400 meter dash. In the 400, "the wall" is that moment where your entire body freezes; your legs feel like they weigh 200 pounds each, and you can barely lift your arms. If you've ever watched track and field on TV (which you should), you've seen someone hit the wall. You see them running smoothly, with wide open strides around the last turn of the track- when all of a sudden BAM! They look like Elaine dancing on that episode of Sienfeld. &lt;br /&gt;With a week of much-needed vacation right around the corner, I find myself struggling to complete the nagging projects I have hanging over my head. I'm altogether too focused on the finish line. I'm exhausted, and Elaine-ing my way through things: trust me, its not pretty. &lt;br /&gt;The thing that always got me through the wall (aside from the fact the finish line was in sight) were my friends in the crowd. Those people who, despite my struggle, cheered me forward and were there to receive me when I crossed the line. &lt;br /&gt;This season as you fight your way through your version of "the wall," be sure to recognize your cheering section. &lt;br /&gt;It's also a good opportunity to take the time to be there for someone else... Check your school, town or office's giving tree, or the link above for opportunities to brighten someone else's holidays. The act of altruistic giving just might be the thing to give you a second wind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115248502535455283?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115248502535455283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115248502535455283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115248502535455283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115248502535455283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/wall.html' title='THE WALL'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115248462794095455</id><published>2006-07-09T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T15:37:07.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Blend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/colblanche2z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/colblanche2z.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is about balance. Getting that perfect blend of work, family, social life, and if you're lucky, some time alone to reflect on it all. As you' ve probably noticed, I'm not much of a jewelry person. I always admire it on other people, but in terms of personal style, I tend to stick to the basics. Very rarely does a piece of jewelry strike me as "special." I guess that's why I felt compelled to tell you about Blend Creations, a unique collection of stainless steel jewelry combined with some unlikely elements: earthy bamboo, beach colored coral, and elegant mother of pearl, to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;My life has taught me that often the most unique and unexpected combinations lead to the most beautiful creations. From friendships and relationships, to that gorgeous gingham Dolce and Gabbana dress in the current issue of The Daily, to stainless steel combined with antique etched bone tile. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115248462794095455?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115248462794095455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115248462794095455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115248462794095455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115248462794095455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/perfect-blend.html' title='Perfect Blend'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115248436678726376</id><published>2006-07-09T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T15:32:46.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morality Cannot Be Baselined</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/ungaro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/ungaro.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do we decide what is moral and what is immoral ? There are many common cases where the answer is clear to most. Or are they ? &lt;br /&gt;Honesty and harmlessness are almost universally accepted as virtues. But the list seems to end right about there. Well, they are very broad qualities and encompass a whole lot of concepts and very sweeping in their coverage. But the devil is in the details. Even a simple concept like honesty can be very difficult to precisely define. For many religious men, honesty includes honesty towards God. I've known several people who believe - in all honesty, without any hypocrisy of thought (but not action) - that life is only worth living if it benefits others - that there is no virtue is living a self-serving life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there are those who believe in the morality of bigotry. Even among such people, there is no clear baseline for what is moral. The Hindu politicians publicly proclaim the equality of religions but prefer to treat Muslims as somewhat inferior. The converse is also as much true. So the evil politicians are to blame? Not quite! Several times every year, we read about communal violence and killings. Who were the players in this game? Of course, the common men. Someone, perhaps an evil-politician, supplied the spark. But the fuel was there, ready to burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a different context, Galileo was almost killed because the powers-that-be considered his ideas immoral (blasphemous, it is all the same...) Socrates was killed likewise. So was Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even today, many in India consider it virtuous for a woman to be not seen or heard . There are occasional instances of Sati, (female-)infanticide, human sacrifices etc. all in the name of religion. But these just make news. These things don't touch our lives everyday - we the privileged lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things that do touch us though. I'm taught to be honest and treat all people the same. You just have to try to take a liking to a person of a different caste/sub caste/religion/gender to get a feel for the heat. Then the anonymous voice of the society says, "Ah! she doesn't respect her parents, society and religion". What the fuck? Where did all the crap about 'all men are made equal' go ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's think of abortion, think about Kashmir, gay marriage, divorce, sex, pornography, patriarchy, capital punishment.... In every turn of life, every thought, every philosophy - there are differences in opinions and accepted standards. One person's ideal is another person's immorality. How do we ever reconcile ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115248436678726376?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115248436678726376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115248436678726376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115248436678726376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115248436678726376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/morality-cannot-be-baselined.html' title='Morality Cannot Be Baselined'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115248414551103980</id><published>2006-07-09T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T15:29:05.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Decizii...for when u fall...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/dreamagain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/dreamagain.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intr’o zi, in vacanta mea la Brasov, coborand pe Calea Muresenilor am intrat la libraria St. O. Iosif. Am trecut pe linga standurile de reviste unde fete frumose rasfoiau reviste cu celebritatile zilei, si m-am oprit la rafturile inalte pline de carti “plictisitoare si linistite”! Am zarit o carte cu titlul “Despre Limita” de Gabriel Liiceanu! am inceput sa rasfoiesc paginile. Privirea mi-a cazut pe un paragraph de la la pagina 64. Am sa-l reproduc aici! Arata ca un paradox, dar pe moment am gasit alaturi de logica lui Kant si altceva …. o logica care se potrivea cu locul unde m-a aflam si intr-un fel...situatia mea de atunci...iata textul(l-am pastrat si azi l-am regasit intr-o agenda veche):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADAOS. Cu privire la intrebarea “ Ce e de facut cind nu mai enimic de facut?” -gindirea care se ghideaza dupa logica elementara considera aceasta intrebare drept absurda, pentru ca raspunsul e continut deja in intrebare si anuleaza indreptatirea insasi a intrebarii: cind nimic nu mai e de facut, nu e, desigur, nimic de facut. Bunul-simt va spune ca aceasta intrebare este lipsita de sens.&lt;br /&gt;Insa aceasta intrebare ascunde in sine insistenta neresemnarii: de vreme ce, in conditiile in care nu mai e nimic de facut, intrebarea “ce e de facut?” se pune, inseamna ca totusi este ceva de facut. Inseamna ca se pare ca nu mai e nimic de facut , inseamna ca am renuntat prea devreme, inseamna ca ceva firav, ascuns, neinsemnat, ceva care pesemne ca nici nu are aparenta facerii – mai este de facut. Ceva modest, ceva palid, ceva nespectaculos ceva care ne-a scapat din vedere tocmai pentru ca este atit de neinsemnat, ceva la care lumea nu se gindeste pentru ca acest lucru nu este in calea lumii – mai este de facut; ceva care, retransindu-se in alt registru al facerii, poate sa devina promisiunea unei fapte viitoare; ceva care face parte din acea specie a facerii al carei effect nu e vizibil; ceva care tine de specia ineficace a facerii: e de rugat, de gindit, de intrebat; e de rabdat, de asteptat, de sperat. Iar pina la urma e de facut.&lt;br /&gt;Insasi intrebarea “Ce e de facut cind nu mai e nimic de facut?” este un asemenea lucru. Ea este o intrebare de a nerenuntarii: in ciuda faptului ca nu mai e nimic de facut, continua sa se puna intrebarea “ce e de facut?”&lt;br /&gt;Simpla punere a acestei intrebari tradeaza o zbatere, o neacceptare si o stare de veghe; ea pastreaza intacta perspective facerii. Cind aceasta intrebare nu se mai pune, drama renuntarii este consunata. Infernul este locul in care intrebarea “ce e de facut?” nu se mai pune, atunci abia inseamna ca nu mai e nimic de facut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115248414551103980?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115248414551103980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115248414551103980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115248414551103980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115248414551103980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/deciziifor-when-u-fall.html' title='Decizii...for when u fall...'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115246734719998758</id><published>2006-07-09T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T10:49:07.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>J'adore...Les Fleurs du mal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/House%20of%20Courvoisier%2C%20kunst.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/House%20of%20Courvoisier%2C%20kunst.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Nature est un temple ou de vivants piliers&lt;br /&gt;Laissent parfois sortir de confuses paroles&lt;br /&gt;L'homme y passe r travers des forets de symboles&lt;br /&gt;Qui l'observent avec des regards familiers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comme de longs echos qui de loin se confondent&lt;br /&gt;Dans une tenebreuse et profonde unite,&lt;br /&gt;Vaste comme la nuit et comme la clarite,&lt;br /&gt;Les parfums,les couleurs et les sons se repondent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il est des parfums frais comme des chairs d'enfents,&lt;br /&gt;Doux comme les hautbois,verts comme les prairies,&lt;br /&gt;-Et d'autres,corrompus,riches et triomphants,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayant l'expansion des choses infinies,&lt;br /&gt;Comme l'ambre,le musc,le benjoin et l'encens,&lt;br /&gt;Qui chantent les transports de l'esprit et des sens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115246734719998758?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115246734719998758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115246734719998758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115246734719998758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115246734719998758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/jadoreles-fleurs-du-mal.html' title='J&apos;adore...Les Fleurs du mal'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115246607525165462</id><published>2006-07-09T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T10:27:55.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget Me Not</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/ForgetMeNot.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/ForgetMeNot.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come away with me in the night &lt;br /&gt;Come away with me &lt;br /&gt;And I will write you a song &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come away with me on a bus &lt;br /&gt;Come away where they can't tempt us &lt;br /&gt;With their lies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to walk with you &lt;br /&gt;On a cloudy day &lt;br /&gt;In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high &lt;br /&gt;So won't you try to come &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come away with me and we'll kiss &lt;br /&gt;On a mountaintop &lt;br /&gt;Come away with me &lt;br /&gt;And I'll never stop loving you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want to wake up with the rain &lt;br /&gt;Falling on a tin roof &lt;br /&gt;While I'm safe there in your arms &lt;br /&gt;So all I ask is for you &lt;br /&gt;To come away with me in the night &lt;br /&gt;Come away with me ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115246607525165462?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115246607525165462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115246607525165462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115246607525165462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115246607525165462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/forget-me-not.html' title='Forget Me Not'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115246498251057580</id><published>2006-07-09T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T10:09:42.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When The Dawn Breaks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/galleries-Ruth-good-Snowden-Landing.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/galleries-Ruth-good-Snowden-Landing.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FOUR HORSEMEN OF THE APOCALYPSE&lt;br /&gt;Look to the edge of the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;A day on the Earth is coming&lt;br /&gt;when four horsemen will be running.&lt;br /&gt;A white horse bent&lt;br /&gt;on conquest and conquering.&lt;br /&gt;A red horse stealing peace,&lt;br /&gt;inspiring murder.&lt;br /&gt;A black horse spreading famine,&lt;br /&gt;releasing plagues.&lt;br /&gt;A pale horse inflicting death,&lt;br /&gt;after stopping at McDonalds&lt;br /&gt;for breakfast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115246498251057580?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115246498251057580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115246498251057580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115246498251057580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115246498251057580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/when-dawn-breaks.html' title='When The Dawn Breaks'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115246176944119351</id><published>2006-07-09T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T09:16:09.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..................................................................................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/Kiss-Poster-C12181230.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/Kiss-Poster-C12181230.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Madwoman of Cork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;Is the feast day of Saint Anne&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me&lt;br /&gt;I am the madwoman of Cork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;In Castle Street&lt;br /&gt;I saw two goblins at my feet&lt;br /&gt;I saw a horse without a head&lt;br /&gt;Carrying the dead&lt;br /&gt;To the graveyard&lt;br /&gt;Near Turner's Cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the madwoman of Cork&lt;br /&gt;No one talks to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I walk in the rain&lt;br /&gt;The children throw stones at me&lt;br /&gt;Old men persecute me&lt;br /&gt;And women close their doors.&lt;br /&gt;When I die&lt;br /&gt;Believe me&lt;br /&gt;They'll set me on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the madwoman of Cork&lt;br /&gt;I have no sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;With an eagle in my brain&lt;br /&gt;I can see a train&lt;br /&gt;Crashing at the station&lt;br /&gt;If I told people that&lt;br /&gt;They'd choke me.&lt;br /&gt;Then where would I be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the madwoman of Cork&lt;br /&gt;The people hate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Canon Murphy died&lt;br /&gt;I wept on his grave&lt;br /&gt;That was twenty-five years ago.&lt;br /&gt;When I saw him just now&lt;br /&gt;In Dunbar Street&lt;br /&gt;He had clay in his teeth&lt;br /&gt;He blest me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the madwoman of Cork&lt;br /&gt;The clergy pity me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see death&lt;br /&gt;In the branches of a tree&lt;br /&gt;Birth in the feathers of a bird.&lt;br /&gt;To see a child with one eye&lt;br /&gt;Or a woman buried in ice&lt;br /&gt;Is the worst thing&lt;br /&gt;And cannot be imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the madwoman of Cork&lt;br /&gt;My mind fills me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should like to be young&lt;br /&gt;To dress up in silk&lt;br /&gt;And have nine children.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to have red lips&lt;br /&gt;But I'm eighty years old.&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing&lt;br /&gt;But a small house with no windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the madwoman of Cork&lt;br /&gt;Go away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I die now&lt;br /&gt;Don't touch me.&lt;br /&gt;I want to sail in a long boat&lt;br /&gt;From here to Roche's point&lt;br /&gt;And there I will anoint&lt;br /&gt;The sea&lt;br /&gt;With oil of alabaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the madwoman of Cork&lt;br /&gt;And today&lt;br /&gt;Is the feast day of Saint Anne.&lt;br /&gt;Feed me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115246176944119351?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115246176944119351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115246176944119351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115246176944119351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115246176944119351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='..................................................................................'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115244990144447374</id><published>2006-07-09T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T05:58:21.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/DSCI0279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/400/DSCI0279.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the world turns backwards.Cool enough to handle the unexpected.But what if the unexpected is the other shadow disposed by a simple mirror?so...can we find the unexpected within a reflection?All in all...can we HANDLE our reflections?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/dsf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/400/dsf.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115244990144447374?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115244990144447374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115244990144447374' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115244990144447374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115244990144447374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/sometimes-world-turns-backwards.html' title=''/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115244939892443144</id><published>2006-07-09T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T05:49:58.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just...Coke</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/images693075_David-Beckham_1930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/400/images693075_David-Beckham_1930.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/images693063_jolie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/400/images693063_jolie.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/images693059_Catherine-Zeta-Jones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/400/images693059_Catherine-Zeta-Jones.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/images693027_jim_carrey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/400/images693027_jim_carrey.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/images693001_Bruce-and-Demi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/400/images693001_Bruce-and-Demi.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/images692997_brad_aniston.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/400/images692997_brad_aniston.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/images693043_resse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/400/images693043_resse.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/images693005_cruz.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/320/images693005_cruz.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taste...feel...vibe within...chemical magic or just...history?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115244939892443144?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115244939892443144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115244939892443144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115244939892443144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115244939892443144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/justcoke.html' title='just...Coke'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30866844.post-115244634687148543</id><published>2006-07-09T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T05:18:25.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Incipit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/1600/ia-014%205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2570/3318/400/ia-014%205.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At the beggining there was God."And then came the thaughts.Further,the ideas.Later,the words.Soon enough,the facts.Meanwhile,the issues.Joy.Regret.Sorrow.Accomplishment.Satisfaction.Intuition.Hope.Life.Death.Tears.Birth.Sight.Then joy-ride again.View changes,but time never does.So..though the line may go on forever...it is not where you end up...but what you do along the way,because all these...God...ideas..hope...luck...are just idealistic visions of illusions created by mankind once in a blue moon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30866844-115244634687148543?l=stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/feeds/115244634687148543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30866844&amp;postID=115244634687148543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115244634687148543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30866844/posts/default/115244634687148543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardust-rebeccass.blogspot.com/2006/07/incipit.html' title='Incipit.'/><author><name>Yoanna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08518393679964882213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
