<?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-1012717962140480293</id><updated>2011-12-14T10:34:56.317-05:00</updated><category term='new york city'/><category term='nanette'/><category term='blog award'/><category term='western boots'/><category term='chloe wedges'/><category term='shenanigans'/><category term='blues grille'/><category term='dogsitting'/><category term='jealousy'/><category term='kitchen mushrooms'/><category term='&quot;i play with dolls&quot;'/><category term='flowers in the attic'/><category term='cher horowitz'/><category term='faryl robin'/><category term='maine'/><category term='harem pants'/><category term='Dita Von 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term='ralph'/><category term='book club'/><category term='brass'/><category term='freakbabies'/><category term='james joseph studio'/><category term='jill stuart'/><category term='birthday lovings'/><category term='photobooth'/><category term='manhatten'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='scented glossy magazines'/><category term='Sacha Baron Cohen'/><category term='the farm'/><category term='uptown'/><category term='charlie brown tree'/><category term='danity kane'/><category term='Blue Moon'/><category term='epic fail'/><category term='polka dots'/><category term='bravo'/><category term='Shot at Love with Tila Tequila'/><category term='vote'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='golden globes'/><category term='rodarte'/><category term='eccentric'/><category term='the other boelyn girl'/><title type='text'>Jenny B</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>443</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-3180189257215512214</id><published>2011-12-14T10:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T10:34:56.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey peeps, so I'm a big fat liar who always claims to post more and never does! But I did get an iPhone and I can now post from it! I make no claims that I will, though!&lt;br /&gt;I am, however, addicted to instagram. If you would like to follow me, my you can find me @jennybrewer &lt;br /&gt;Xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-3180189257215512214?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/3180189257215512214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=3180189257215512214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/3180189257215512214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/3180189257215512214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2011/12/hey-peeps-so-im-big-fat-liar-who-always.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-6370445042373391739</id><published>2011-10-13T11:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T11:27:28.991-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new job'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Prepare to be seeing a lot more of me around these parts. And no, its not because we finally broke down and got cable and the internet. I got a new job, with normal hours that I can wear cute clothes to! I’m still going to be working in mental health, but I will be more on the clinical side which is right where I want to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can’t express how excited to be able to wear cute clothes every day. No more jeans and t-shirts. I will miss all my sneakers, but I’m sure the cute wedges and pumps I will be sporting will ease the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m trying not to go crazy and go on a shopping spree. But I definitely do need some pants that aren’t jeans. I love jeans, and have never had a job that I couldn’t wear jeans to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So plan to see more of me. I’m definitely going to be dong more outfit posts. I also want to start doing a lot more nail posts. I’ve been trying to get more creative with my nails and have been having fun looking at lots of nail blogs. See you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-6370445042373391739?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/6370445042373391739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=6370445042373391739&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6370445042373391739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6370445042373391739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2011/10/prepare-to-be-seeing-lot-more-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-624262102331980374</id><published>2011-10-13T11:22:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T11:26:58.354-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mayim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blossom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bialik'/><title type='text'>I thought I had Blossomed out of this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kW4j_LEG1Wg/TpcCj26i3nI/AAAAAAAAAo0/le_IQzgSU-g/s1600/DownloadedFile-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 139px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kW4j_LEG1Wg/TpcCj26i3nI/AAAAAAAAAo0/le_IQzgSU-g/s320/DownloadedFile-1.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662997871501434482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most child stars fade into oblivion, develop a drug problem or a clothing line and rarely make a come back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time that someone told me I looked like Blossom, I was in fifth grade and away for a ski trip with my  mom and some family friends. I thought the girl was talking about a cartoon given that the girl telling me this was two years younger than me. But due to my severely censored television viewing, which my mom had just tightened the reigns on after the Simpsons Christmas Special debacle in 1989, I was blissfully unaware of the new sitcom that would haunt me for the next few years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back to school, and the boys immediately took to calling me Blossom. This was sort of relief, to me, since it seemed better to me than Stove Top Stuffing, which had been my previous nickname. Obviously, a fifth grader couldn’t possibly have such a great rack without the help of some stuffing....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally saw the show, and could not see the resemblance despite my similarly large nose and my proclivity for a denim hat with a giant sunflower affixed to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to finally admit defeat while on a whale watch that summer with my dad and a bunch of his friends. We were sitting off in a section of the boat away from everyone else and three boys came over and asked if they could have my autograph. I was mortified, but before I could throw my floral Gitano hat at their heads and yell “Whoa!”, my dad said “She’s on vacation, she’s not signing autographs today.” Obviously, this is where my quick-whit gene comes from but I was none too pleased. I hid behind my dad for the rest of the whale watch and could barely even muster up a giggle every time the captain alerted us to the “blows” and blow holes out on the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years, various people have mentioned that I look like Blossom. Which I found even more offensive, because this is what she let herself look like, in public:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QG-JUfWafRY/TpcCvuUqwyI/AAAAAAAAApA/KHaKnge1910/s1600/DownloadedFile.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 177px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QG-JUfWafRY/TpcCvuUqwyI/AAAAAAAAApA/KHaKnge1910/s320/DownloadedFile.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662998075353514786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blossom had let herself go, and the annoying comments faded to dust. They gave way to people saying I looked like Sarah Jessica Parker, there goes that nose again, Mary Louis Parker but only as &lt;a href="http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-are-so-nancy-botwin.html"&gt;Nancy Botwin&lt;/a&gt;, and Barbara Streisand(?!?). Seriously, if you have a big nose, I think that’s all people see sometimes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hadn’t thought about Blossom for years. Until Tuesday morning. Joshua had a co-worker mention that I look like her after watching Big Bang Theory. And then about two hours later, someone congratulated me on my new sitcom on Facebook. Asshole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss and another coworker also mentioned they could see it, but were at least kind enough to google a current picture. I guess, I can see it, if I’m wearing my glasses. I’m just glad Mayim got rid of that jacket and started using some Moroccan oil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aytSvzv-jbg/TpcC3tpQa7I/AAAAAAAAApM/0lVNYLlqVsI/s1600/small_Blossom_mag_bigbang_mayimbialik_40486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 305px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aytSvzv-jbg/TpcC3tpQa7I/AAAAAAAAApM/0lVNYLlqVsI/s320/small_Blossom_mag_bigbang_mayimbialik_40486.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662998212610386866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-624262102331980374?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/624262102331980374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=624262102331980374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/624262102331980374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/624262102331980374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-thought-i-had-blossomed-out-of-this.html' title='I thought I had Blossomed out of this...'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kW4j_LEG1Wg/TpcCj26i3nI/AAAAAAAAAo0/le_IQzgSU-g/s72-c/DownloadedFile-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-135700589485323850</id><published>2011-09-09T12:49:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T13:27:21.972-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember Me?</title><content type='html'>Hey! Remember me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is definitely the longest I've ever gone without blogging. Life has been pretty amazing, and I've been so involved in being happy and living in the moment that I've completely ignored the blog.  but I feel like I'm ready to poke my head out of the new love rabbit hole and start blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer, I've been really into doing my nails. One of my fabulous co-workers is, too, and we've been having a ton of fun looking at nail blogs and getting ideas. Here are two of my creations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IC1fP3FrKx8/TmpGN0U0slI/AAAAAAAAAns/ZxAeKmQjgl8/s1600/DSC_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IC1fP3FrKx8/TmpGN0U0slI/AAAAAAAAAns/ZxAeKmQjgl8/s320/DSC_0053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650405885687935570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W3XmoUbiNwE/TmpGNTU3WOI/AAAAAAAAAnk/dx38xwHg-QY/s1600/mail.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W3XmoUbiNwE/TmpGNTU3WOI/AAAAAAAAAnk/dx38xwHg-QY/s320/mail.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650405876829739234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flower nails were taken with my blackberry so its a little blurry. &lt;br /&gt;The teal color is Turquoise and Caicos by Essie&lt;br /&gt;and the Light Green is Mint Sorbet by Sally Hansen Xtreme Wear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the only outfit shot I took all summer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XyhCLZw2las/TmpJ3ehO9SI/AAAAAAAAAn0/dnre03QaFeg/s1600/DSC_0192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XyhCLZw2las/TmpJ3ehO9SI/AAAAAAAAAn0/dnre03QaFeg/s320/DSC_0192.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650409899923797282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a skirt I found at salvation army. it's Phillipe Marquez, which is apparantly some Miami designer from the 80s. I love this skirt! Such an amazing find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_4KEgoBzjJA/TmpKU9cUKCI/AAAAAAAAAn8/MZ4GkAbeXZs/s1600/DSC_0190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_4KEgoBzjJA/TmpKU9cUKCI/AAAAAAAAAn8/MZ4GkAbeXZs/s320/DSC_0190.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650410406440871970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, Natty Vintage is no longer a physical shop, but I did take this goofy shot of an 80s prom dress after a shopping trip with Erin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some shots of me hiking with Charlie and the new boo. Yes, that's right. Hiking. More like walking in the woods. In sweet Nikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-huwGi6WdkDA/TmpKwhOaadI/AAAAAAAAAoM/rsid0rPUIbU/s1600/DSC_0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-huwGi6WdkDA/TmpKwhOaadI/AAAAAAAAAoM/rsid0rPUIbU/s320/DSC_0034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650410879902706130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pldhuYVtZwo/TmpKwS62zlI/AAAAAAAAAoE/ooEC8_NdCvg/s1600/DSC_0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pldhuYVtZwo/TmpKwS62zlI/AAAAAAAAAoE/ooEC8_NdCvg/s320/DSC_0037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650410876062584402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some random shots:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QnZClLtcck4/TmpLc1gGNBI/AAAAAAAAAok/r_nY0uPQjHI/s1600/DSC_0514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QnZClLtcck4/TmpLc1gGNBI/AAAAAAAAAok/r_nY0uPQjHI/s320/DSC_0514.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650411641259832338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U78f_PaxXXc/TmpLcpcPzeI/AAAAAAAAAoc/Jo5xb0xGEXk/s1600/DSC_0497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U78f_PaxXXc/TmpLcpcPzeI/AAAAAAAAAoc/Jo5xb0xGEXk/s320/DSC_0497.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650411638022458850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kppPoKdeD5Y/TmpLcQUtKuI/AAAAAAAAAoU/qQ4jiakViss/s1600/DSC_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kppPoKdeD5Y/TmpLcQUtKuI/AAAAAAAAAoU/qQ4jiakViss/s320/DSC_0066.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650411631279942370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the person you can blame for my extended (happy) absence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_tgo2_e7SAU/TmpLoUmL2gI/AAAAAAAAAos/84Gk1VTTWpg/s1600/DSCF5456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_tgo2_e7SAU/TmpLoUmL2gI/AAAAAAAAAos/84Gk1VTTWpg/s320/DSCF5456.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650411838585428482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was last weekend at the nuptials of my former partner in crime, Wendi.  Now I have a new partner in crime. I feel like I've hit the jackpot. I've found someone who completely accepts me and who even appreciates all of my fashion choices. He even has Bedtime Magic sing-alongs in the car with me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise, my next post will be soon!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-135700589485323850?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/135700589485323850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=135700589485323850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/135700589485323850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/135700589485323850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2011/09/remember-me.html' title='Remember Me?'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IC1fP3FrKx8/TmpGN0U0slI/AAAAAAAAAns/ZxAeKmQjgl8/s72-c/DSC_0053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-8687034318710658491</id><published>2011-03-28T15:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T15:24:54.023-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the best of'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorites'/><title type='text'>The Best Of...</title><content type='html'>I had a really tiring week at work, and I took today to be lazy and catch up on some sleep and me time. It was delightful. I started to write a post on my favorite things at the moment, but I got side tracked and took a trip down memory lane via my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to write about my crazy antics more, and I want to start doing that again. But lately my crazy antics have become kind of personal, not in feminine itch kind of way, but in a these are hilarious/special memories I'm creating with this amazing person and I selfishly don't really want to share them with the world. So I'm going to ponder how to reconcile, making my blog better with not sharing too much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I picked out five of my favorite blog entries from the past year or so, so feel free to read them and remember why you have me on your blogroll:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/09/captain-jack-will-get-you-high-tonight.html"&gt;Chebeague Girls Weekend 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-dear-lord.html"&gt;My Plumbing Problems&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/08/weve-got-big-one-here-folks.html"&gt;Shane &amp; Nick's Wedding/The Jendi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/08/greedyfoodmonster.html"&gt;Greedy Food Monster&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-give-me-bangs-and-call-me-patty.html"&gt;Match Making&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's &lt;STRIKE&gt; tiny bit&lt;/STRIKE&gt; more to my life than fashion...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-8687034318710658491?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/8687034318710658491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=8687034318710658491&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/8687034318710658491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/8687034318710658491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2011/03/best-of.html' title='The Best Of...'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-6903507665921872184</id><published>2011-03-10T10:02:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T10:14:25.554-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>A New Record</title><content type='html'>So maybe you all thought I was trying to set a record for the longest gap between posts? I've been rather preoccupied with life, I haven't so much as bought a shoe in the past month except for a much needed new pair of Uggs. Since I like to keep things stylish and shallow on the old blog, let's just say that the cold lump in my chest is beginning to thaw much like the yellow snow that Charlie has created all over my front lawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here are some inspiring pictures/things I've been into lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--JcF0TG5hDM/TXjpMXIt5JI/AAAAAAAAAmo/v20cRv3CCbM/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-03-05%2Bat%2B4.16.59%2BPM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--JcF0TG5hDM/TXjpMXIt5JI/AAAAAAAAAmo/v20cRv3CCbM/s320/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-03-05%2Bat%2B4.16.59%2BPM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582468136704009362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Socks with heels. And these Jeffrey Campbell Wedges. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AM_n4lwjttk/TXjpWeACWzI/AAAAAAAAAmw/Lug5trF29Fs/s1600/DSC_0766aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AM_n4lwjttk/TXjpWeACWzI/AAAAAAAAAmw/Lug5trF29Fs/s320/DSC_0766aa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582468310345341746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Braids. (Photo courtesy of &lt;a href="www.seaofshoes.com"&gt;SeaofShoes&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GA_mg4efFII/TXjpoeTN5_I/AAAAAAAAAm4/O3qn12iajYk/s1600/blake28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GA_mg4efFII/TXjpoeTN5_I/AAAAAAAAAm4/O3qn12iajYk/s320/blake28.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582468619663435762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright blues. And pretty much anything that Blake Lively wears, on set and off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VSGRjwHN5ok/TXjp9EtsYqI/AAAAAAAAAnA/ScWozy1COMI/s1600/douglasfriedman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VSGRjwHN5ok/TXjp9EtsYqI/AAAAAAAAAnA/ScWozy1COMI/s320/douglasfriedman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582468973572416162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this photo so much I could lick it. (Douglas Friedman)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EmvraChVzuQ/TXjqI0QPLLI/AAAAAAAAAnI/PV8cFvlKDU8/s1600/tumblr_lgvehuukZH1qb13g8o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EmvraChVzuQ/TXjqI0QPLLI/AAAAAAAAAnI/PV8cFvlKDU8/s320/tumblr_lgvehuukZH1qb13g8o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582469175312329906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this glittery look. I've been doing the Gel/Shellac nails, they're pretty awesome, but I think that I'm going to stop apparently they're like bacteria traps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F4eSH4B9Y9k/TXjqetBt_bI/AAAAAAAAAnY/J8Rclpx5r2M/s1600/inspiration2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F4eSH4B9Y9k/TXjqetBt_bI/AAAAAAAAAnY/J8Rclpx5r2M/s320/inspiration2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582469551329508786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T_YhV0JFaRs/TXjqeuQA0CI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/0jTMCiUbJ9k/s1600/IMG_3036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T_YhV0JFaRs/TXjqeuQA0CI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/0jTMCiUbJ9k/s320/IMG_3036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582469551657898018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the soft pinks and the blunt bangs. (Not sure where I jacked these from...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope ya'll didn't miss me too much! &lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-6903507665921872184?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/6903507665921872184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=6903507665921872184&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6903507665921872184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6903507665921872184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-record.html' title='A New Record'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--JcF0TG5hDM/TXjpMXIt5JI/AAAAAAAAAmo/v20cRv3CCbM/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-03-05%2Bat%2B4.16.59%2BPM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-6381865311794144821</id><published>2011-02-02T15:17:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T15:28:40.246-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban decay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='make up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poodle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greedy food monster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charlie'/><title type='text'>Favorites.</title><content type='html'>I had been putting together a "Favorites" post in my head for awhile, being stuck in the house was the perfect oppurtunity to take some pictures. Thanks to &lt;a href="http://strangelilgirls.blogspot.com/"&gt;Heather&lt;/a&gt; for reminding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TUm84VBFbdI/AAAAAAAAAlc/l_Pp-CckIzw/s1600/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TUm84VBFbdI/AAAAAAAAAlc/l_Pp-CckIzw/s320/DSC_0084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569190090120719826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie bought me this ring for Christmas. I love it. Can't stop looking at it, have worn it every day since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TUm9DZ1dwFI/AAAAAAAAAlk/uveD3IcFipI/s1600/DSC_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TUm9DZ1dwFI/AAAAAAAAAlk/uveD3IcFipI/s320/DSC_0085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569190280392720466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brush is amazing! I love how light my foundation feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TUm9OT_tpUI/AAAAAAAAAl0/3jo3uMgEGsg/s1600/DSC_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TUm9OT_tpUI/AAAAAAAAAl0/3jo3uMgEGsg/s320/DSC_0087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569190467803653442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TUm9ODiRorI/AAAAAAAAAls/a1Le406ygUY/s1600/DSC_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TUm9ODiRorI/AAAAAAAAAls/a1Le406ygUY/s320/DSC_0086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569190463385215666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I splurged on this Urban Decay palette the day after Turkey Day. I love me some super pigmented shadows. I was told that the packaging resembles a DS. Sorry, boys, its way more fun than that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TUm9jtC8EoI/AAAAAAAAAmE/7md-dxw5aKg/s1600/DSC_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TUm9jtC8EoI/AAAAAAAAAmE/7md-dxw5aKg/s320/DSC_0089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569190835305321090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TUm9jMH8q1I/AAAAAAAAAl8/klx2cm0b8f4/s1600/DSC_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TUm9jMH8q1I/AAAAAAAAAl8/klx2cm0b8f4/s320/DSC_0088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569190826467961682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these Novato Pumps by Sam Edelman. I got them to wear in Vegas and they were actually pretty comfy. They are so sexy and classic at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TUm98U55bQI/AAAAAAAAAmM/vlUg5OVeHtU/s1600/DSC_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TUm98U55bQI/AAAAAAAAAmM/vlUg5OVeHtU/s320/DSC_0090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569191258321677570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trader Joe's White Bean and Basil Humus. Yummy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TUm-Gct0dpI/AAAAAAAAAmU/9ot-uHcdLDw/s1600/DSC_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TUm-Gct0dpI/AAAAAAAAAmU/9ot-uHcdLDw/s320/DSC_0091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569191432217196178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stretchy Headbands. They hold my bangs in place and are super cute. These are all from Forever21. I love bargains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TUm-WI1tcaI/AAAAAAAAAmc/fmYe9QkeSTQ/s1600/DSC_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TUm-WI1tcaI/AAAAAAAAAmc/fmYe9QkeSTQ/s320/DSC_0039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569191701759488418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who rescued who?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-6381865311794144821?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/6381865311794144821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=6381865311794144821&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6381865311794144821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6381865311794144821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2011/02/favorites.html' title='Favorites.'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TUm84VBFbdI/AAAAAAAAAlc/l_Pp-CckIzw/s72-c/DSC_0084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-3128823147601701744</id><published>2011-01-24T14:06:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T13:17:20.480-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rodarte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='betsey johnson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reebok'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='style and the single girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rodarte target fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nordstrom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6.0'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sneakers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nike'/><title type='text'>Sneakers and the Art of Repelling Men</title><content type='html'>Late in the summer,  when I got my first concussion at work I realized that cute ballet flats just weren't gonna cut it. So I started to become a bit obsessed with sneakers. There are a few coworkers of mine who always have the best kicks, and I wanted in on the sneaker club. Being a true shoe girl, I couldn't just have one pair of sneakers. I've begun to amass a small collection...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I made a pretty intensive to-do list, but added a blog post to it to give me something fun to do. I've been wanting to post about all my fun sneaks for awhile now and decided to play dress up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these outfits would otherwise be sexy (well maybe not the tutu) but just add sneakers, and you instantly look like a five year old play in her mom's closet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TT3PUbQZXqI/AAAAAAAAAkc/cQMqD2daI3g/s1600/DSC_0071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 169px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TT3PUbQZXqI/AAAAAAAAAkc/cQMqD2daI3g/s320/DSC_0071.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565832664320663202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TT3PULa2SZI/AAAAAAAAAkU/bVeRAFSM0YE/s1600/DSC_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TT3PULa2SZI/AAAAAAAAAkU/bVeRAFSM0YE/s320/DSC_0072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565832660069534098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TT3PTkzbB-I/AAAAAAAAAkM/yI8t0kOl6JM/s1600/DSC_0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TT3PTkzbB-I/AAAAAAAAAkM/yI8t0kOl6JM/s320/DSC_0073.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565832649703622626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cardigan: Old Navy&lt;br /&gt;Ballerina Dress: Target&lt;br /&gt;Tights: Betsey Johnson&lt;br /&gt;Nike 6.0s from Nordstrom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TT3PmwUF5dI/AAAAAAAAAks/cPmjXzV8d54/s1600/DSC_0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TT3PmwUF5dI/AAAAAAAAAks/cPmjXzV8d54/s320/DSC_0077.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565832979210954194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TT3PmjW3lOI/AAAAAAAAAkk/55vrBiVFoEM/s1600/DSC_0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TT3PmjW3lOI/AAAAAAAAAkk/55vrBiVFoEM/s320/DSC_0076.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565832975732937954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silver Dress: from Barney's (I think)&lt;br /&gt;Knee Socks: Betsey Johnsons&lt;br /&gt;Nike Eclipse II from the Nike Outlet &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(When I bought these over the weekend, the guy who ran me up was just barely through puberty, and asked if I was into "sportswear." I said that I loved sneakers. He went on to say how he does, too. And was being quite flirty. When we left the store, my mom was like "it's like a cult and that boy was hitting on you!" When I grow up, I wanna be a cougar...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TT3QNw9HNJI/AAAAAAAAAk8/-ibgnZH0cUI/s1600/DSC_0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 162px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TT3QNw9HNJI/AAAAAAAAAk8/-ibgnZH0cUI/s320/DSC_0082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565833649397904530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TT3QNsm7uqI/AAAAAAAAAk0/usONn7F1xzM/s1600/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TT3QNsm7uqI/AAAAAAAAAk0/usONn7F1xzM/s320/DSC_0084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565833648231135906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tank and Tights: not sure&lt;br /&gt;Skirt: vintage&lt;br /&gt;Nike 6.0s from Nordstrom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TT3QdBtyrAI/AAAAAAAAAlM/wLE_7EBqSVA/s1600/DSC_0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 168px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TT3QdBtyrAI/AAAAAAAAAlM/wLE_7EBqSVA/s320/DSC_0086.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565833911595084802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TT3Qc5bPIpI/AAAAAAAAAlE/CRDtulp-VSU/s1600/DSC_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TT3Qc5bPIpI/AAAAAAAAAlE/CRDtulp-VSU/s320/DSC_0087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565833909369774738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skirt: Rodarte for Target&lt;br /&gt;Cable Knit Thigh Highs: Target&lt;br /&gt;Celtics T-shirt: my mom. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(She got it for me because I had the same one when I was little. I ended up winning this shirt in a bet, that also involved being a future cougar.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reebok Classics from the Reebok Outlet.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; (I bought these because they reminded me of my first pair of "big girl" sneaks. They were Reebok Classics with little lavender accents.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Color Scheme inspired by Punky Brewster&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-3128823147601701744?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/3128823147601701744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=3128823147601701744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/3128823147601701744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/3128823147601701744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2011/01/sneakers-and-art-of-repelling-men.html' title='Sneakers and the Art of Repelling Men'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TT3PUbQZXqI/AAAAAAAAAkc/cQMqD2daI3g/s72-c/DSC_0071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-163695190023231880</id><published>2011-01-20T12:11:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T12:20:38.523-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i wore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='style and the single girl'/><title type='text'>My Future's so Bright, I gotta Wear Shades...</title><content type='html'>On Monday, I went out to lunch with my very pregnant bff. I decided to wear these skinny cargo pants that I just picked up at Forever 21. they're a size 27, and I'm not gonna lie, the fact that they fit may have influenced me buying them, but I do like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the cute little pocket:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TThtkljY4mI/AAAAAAAAAjk/SFRY0_iLwE8/s1600/DSC_0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TThtkljY4mI/AAAAAAAAAjk/SFRY0_iLwE8/s320/DSC_0049.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564317814939509346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to wear them with these shoes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TThtX_d1tpI/AAAAAAAAAjc/FWdZKbSybn0/s1600/DSC_0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TThtX_d1tpI/AAAAAAAAAjc/FWdZKbSybn0/s320/DSC_0046.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564317598557255314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sadly, had to wear flats due to the snow and ice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TThtsbJwcgI/AAAAAAAAAjs/BQltVEAZKrE/s1600/DSC_0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TThtsbJwcgI/AAAAAAAAAjs/BQltVEAZKrE/s320/DSC_0050.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564317949586600450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the whole outfit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TTht31e_1FI/AAAAAAAAAj0/pbDJI7zdHs0/s1600/DSC_0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TTht31e_1FI/AAAAAAAAAj0/pbDJI7zdHs0/s320/DSC_0057.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564318145633571922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrap Sweater: Lulu's&lt;br /&gt;Sequined t-shirt: Express&lt;br /&gt;pants: Forever21&lt;br /&gt;Jessica Simpson Dany's&lt;br /&gt;Flats: Two Lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loooove this wrap sweater from Lulu's. It can be worn a million different ways and its super cozy! I wore it on Christmas and made it look slightly dressed up, but wore it on a plane and was comfy the whole flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TTht4HzaKcI/AAAAAAAAAj8/OLax660fMzo/s1600/DSC_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TTht4HzaKcI/AAAAAAAAAj8/OLax660fMzo/s320/DSC_0055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564318150551022018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in Style and the Single Girl news, I love my contacts. They're much easier to get in and out now. And one of the best parts, is being able to wear all my sunglasses again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TThupPp_I4I/AAAAAAAAAkE/Kt99XqolVLc/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TThupPp_I4I/AAAAAAAAAkE/Kt99XqolVLc/s320/DSC_0058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564318994472575874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betsey Johnson Aviators &lt;br /&gt;Look at all the sun, you'd think I live in the tropics!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-163695190023231880?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/163695190023231880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=163695190023231880&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/163695190023231880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/163695190023231880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-futures-so-bright-i-gotta-wear.html' title='My Future&apos;s so Bright, I gotta Wear Shades...'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TThtkljY4mI/AAAAAAAAAjk/SFRY0_iLwE8/s72-c/DSC_0049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-6096055043226239790</id><published>2011-01-13T11:17:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T14:51:46.747-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='style and the single girl'/><title type='text'>Style and the Single Girl</title><content type='html'>In case any of you highly intellectual fans of my mine haven't realized, I am single. I have been for quite some time now, but I am not a huge fan of giving too much personal info on the ol' blog. I like that air of mystique. Yeah... Anyway, being single has given me an idea of a new feature on the blog called "Style and the Single Girl." Since most of my ensembles (and my dog) could be classified as cock blockers, if you will, and one of my favorite blogs is actually called the &lt;a href="http://www.manrepeller.com/"&gt;The Man Repeller,&lt;/a&gt; I got to thinking that perhaps I do not want to repel men...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found these Versace shoes, and I think they really exemplify what I am trying to pull off. High end fashion hooker shoes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TS8mutoi-5I/AAAAAAAAAi8/Wpm7MwmKf5s/s1600/96989_in_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TS8mutoi-5I/AAAAAAAAAi8/Wpm7MwmKf5s/s320/96989_in_l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561706648791350162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dad, feel free to pick these up for me at &lt;a href="http://www.net-a-porter.com/product/96989"&gt;net-a-porter&lt;/a&gt; if you ever hope to have grandchildren that don't have four legs and bark at your cats.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been looking to other fasionable 'tutes for inspirtation. Trashbag shaped dresses covered in animal print are not the best way to find a potential baby daddy. I need to flaunt my assets while still maintaing a lil bit of class. Kim Richards is a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;prime&lt;/span&gt; example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TS8m8kFz7tI/AAAAAAAAAjE/fnppJC3wLhQ/s1600/real-housewives-beverly-hills-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TS8m8kFz7tI/AAAAAAAAAjE/fnppJC3wLhQ/s320/real-housewives-beverly-hills-02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561706886747909842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knows how to look classy, while always having her giant tatas on display. And she sure as hell aint calling no man first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am going to try and take some of the chastity out of my outfits. The first step towards man attracting is ditching the &lt;a href="http://"&gt;Birth Control Glasses:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TS81uaJJ7YI/AAAAAAAAAjU/e77E4d_cmqA/s1600/Photo%2B152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TS81uaJJ7YI/AAAAAAAAAjU/e77E4d_cmqA/s320/Photo%2B152.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561723136233827714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TS81uR_hQKI/AAAAAAAAAjM/snKuZBAna-w/s1600/Photo%2B153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TS81uR_hQKI/AAAAAAAAAjM/snKuZBAna-w/s320/Photo%2B153.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561723134045929634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, that's me wearing my fancy new contact lenses. I can see!! What's that you say? Men don't think Vintage Dior Vests are sexy. Baby steps, my friends, baby steps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I'm not really looking to attract men, I'd rather just be more attracted to myself. So, gentlemen, please refrain from flooding my inbox. A small poodle already has my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-6096055043226239790?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/6096055043226239790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=6096055043226239790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6096055043226239790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6096055043226239790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2011/01/style-and-single-girl.html' title='Style and the Single Girl'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TS8mutoi-5I/AAAAAAAAAi8/Wpm7MwmKf5s/s72-c/96989_in_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-4085218596970104912</id><published>2010-12-16T10:55:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T11:04:58.913-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i wore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessica Simpson'/><title type='text'>Hello, Lover!</title><content type='html'>Guess what? I actually took a picture of an outfit. I was super excited to get my Dany's in the mail, they arrived while I was away. So I wore them to see Erin at &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/nattyvintage?ga_search_query=natty+vintage&amp;ga_search_type=seller_usernames"&gt;Natty Vintage&lt;/a&gt;.  Except now Natty Vintage is an actual brick and mortar establishment, more details coming on that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the fact that I almost killed myself sliding down a couple of stairs in these babies (giving Vicodonna a heart attack) and  changed into these &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/50461444/vintage-80s-new-wave-banana-yellow-pixie"&gt;BananaRama Boots &lt;/a&gt;to run to my car to prevent my imminent shoe related death:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TQo4CtsK0JI/AAAAAAAAAiw/C26x0LgoUFE/s1600/il_570xN.181855900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TQo4CtsK0JI/AAAAAAAAAiw/C26x0LgoUFE/s320/il_570xN.181855900.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551311109963305106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without furthur ado, the highest shoes I have ever owned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TQo3S50toCI/AAAAAAAAAio/Q_knOZc7HDU/s1600/DSC_0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TQo3S50toCI/AAAAAAAAAio/Q_knOZc7HDU/s320/DSC_0088.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551310288586645538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TQo3SkUrkHI/AAAAAAAAAig/MlDloq3xFWc/s1600/DSC_0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 125px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TQo3SkUrkHI/AAAAAAAAAig/MlDloq3xFWc/s320/DSC_0086.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551310282815148146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TQo3Sa7FFYI/AAAAAAAAAiY/tsJIalzUFss/s1600/DSC_0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 113px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TQo3Sa7FFYI/AAAAAAAAAiY/tsJIalzUFss/s320/DSC_0085.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551310280291849602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marc Jacobs blazer&lt;br /&gt;Proenza Schouler t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;Norma Kamali pants&lt;br /&gt;Jessica Simpson shoes&lt;br /&gt;Forever 21 cardigan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I'm a bit of a closet shopper when it comes to Vicodonna. She likes to shame me for my purchases. (Maybe rightly so...) So when she said "oh those are the shoes you paid $60 dollars for?" I accused her of being a snoop, to which she replied "ahhh no, dumbass, I read your blog."  Riiiight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-4085218596970104912?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/4085218596970104912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=4085218596970104912&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4085218596970104912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4085218596970104912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/12/hello-lover_16.html' title='Hello, Lover!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TQo4CtsK0JI/AAAAAAAAAiw/C26x0LgoUFE/s72-c/il_570xN.181855900.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-4434249241653886443</id><published>2010-12-13T10:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T10:56:41.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you're at the top when only Heaven's right above it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TQY7Cd_9_BI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/B_Rc2PsDYIQ/s1600/P1110239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TQY7Cd_9_BI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/B_Rc2PsDYIQ/s320/P1110239.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550188504379423762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever just felt that you were exactly where you're supposed to be? I've had a lot going on, blogger friends, not much of which I care to get into. But I think I'm right where I should be. I had this amazing experience, and I want to share it with you, since I've been so bad at updating lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, this post would be accompanied by way more of my sub par photos, but I was so in the moment when this happened that I didn't take a single picture. In fact, I went away for five days and only have a few cheesy self portrait style shots, the above palm trees and some blurry ass dolphins.  Only had my point and shoot anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I digress, I was standing on the pier at Huntington Beach watching some of the biggest waves I've ever seen and a bunch of surfers. One of them caught a wave, and it was one of the coolest things I've ever seen. It would have been an awarding winning photo, the big wave curled just right. I stood there  feeling like I was meant to be in that moment. (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It's so hard for me to ever be in the moment, that that alone was impressive enough.) &lt;/span&gt; I almost felt verklempt: standing there feeling a little bit of spray on my face, the sun on my back and my head lazily in the nook of a shoulder. I knew I was supposed to be there, and I had this panic feeling that I could have missed out on this perfect moment. And I knew everything was how it should be. No matter what happened from there, I knew that I had made the right decisions. Maybe slightly impulsive and prior to being impulsive really effing hard. But I felt like I could do anything, and will. I thought of all the experiences I want to have and maybe would have missed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really really wanted to learn how to surf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-4434249241653886443?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/4434249241653886443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=4434249241653886443&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4434249241653886443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4434249241653886443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/12/have-you-ever-just-felt-that-you-were.html' title='You know you&apos;re at the top when only Heaven&apos;s right above it.'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TQY7Cd_9_BI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/B_Rc2PsDYIQ/s72-c/P1110239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-1966140367338710409</id><published>2010-12-02T12:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T12:28:13.082-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessica Simpson'/><title type='text'>Hello, Lover!</title><content type='html'>Soooo I had been meaning to snag a pair of the Jessica Simpson Dany pumps that I have been coveting for months when they were on sale for cyber monday. 69.99 was a great deal! But I was busy, sick and working/getting my ass handed to me, so I didn't get a chance. This morning, I thought I'd pop over and see if by some chance they had extended the sale. They hadn't... Buuuut they were on sale for for 79.99 with a promo code for 25% off. Soooo I got them for an even better deal: 60 bucks! I feel slightly guilty, because I know some of you lovely bloggers were excited for the first deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I got the snake skin ones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TPfWgeg3TYI/AAAAAAAAAiI/desEuIL_TZw/s1600/8682dab7c7fdc0e6_Jessica_Simpson_Dany_gray.xxlarge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TPfWgeg3TYI/AAAAAAAAAiI/desEuIL_TZw/s320/8682dab7c7fdc0e6_Jessica_Simpson_Dany_gray.xxlarge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546137319565118850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will be my one and only Christmas present to myself, or Hanukkah, its already Hanukkah! Cause this girl is on a major budget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Miss Simp, I couldn't be more excited for her recent engagement. I love me some Jessica Simpson, and like to watch re-runs of Newlyweds on DVD when I'm home sick. Lame, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been a horrible blogger, I'll try to be better but life is a bit crazy right now. &lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-1966140367338710409?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/1966140367338710409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=1966140367338710409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/1966140367338710409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/1966140367338710409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/12/hello-lover.html' title='Hello, Lover!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TPfWgeg3TYI/AAAAAAAAAiI/desEuIL_TZw/s72-c/8682dab7c7fdc0e6_Jessica_Simpson_Dany_gray.xxlarge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-1039924412533617703</id><published>2010-10-29T14:55:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T19:45:44.372-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skinny jeans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='furry vest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MARY LOU VINTAGE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natty vintage'/><title type='text'>Military Yeti!</title><content type='html'>I had lunch with my favorite twins today. A very preggers, Wendi, and Erin of &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/nattyvintage?ga_search_query=nattyvintage&amp;ga_search_type=seller_usernames"&gt;Natty Vintag&lt;/a&gt;e. It was lovely to chat, and exciting to discuss the upcoming baby and Erin's new vintage store opening! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to force myself to wear at least one funky vintage piece that I've bought while out with Erin, this is what I came up with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TMsa2OEGVhI/AAAAAAAAAiA/1Sh5K8g1Bvw/s1600/DSC_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TMsa2OEGVhI/AAAAAAAAAiA/1Sh5K8g1Bvw/s320/DSC_0068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533546085945333266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TMsa14cFFdI/AAAAAAAAAh4/CpjHXEsLALg/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TMsa14cFFdI/AAAAAAAAAh4/CpjHXEsLALg/s320/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533546080140334546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TMsa1rqSlwI/AAAAAAAAAhw/YBzfUf8rb8g/s1600/DSC_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TMsa1rqSlwI/AAAAAAAAAhw/YBzfUf8rb8g/s320/DSC_0071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533546076710278914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TMsa1LhlOXI/AAAAAAAAAho/P_DAVua6oQo/s1600/DSC_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TMsa1LhlOXI/AAAAAAAAAho/P_DAVua6oQo/s320/DSC_0073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533546068083816818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TMsa0s5_6qI/AAAAAAAAAhg/u5eegRDvKjc/s1600/DSC_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TMsa0s5_6qI/AAAAAAAAAhg/u5eegRDvKjc/s320/DSC_0075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533546059864730274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vintage Yeti vest handmade by "Linda"&lt;br /&gt;Old Navy shirt&lt;br /&gt;BCBG skinny jeans&lt;br /&gt;Forever 21 Clogs&lt;br /&gt;Lia Sofia Bracelet and earrings, thanks, Mom&lt;br /&gt;Antique radio belongs to the WS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found these t strap clogs at Forever21. I've been searching for clogs for months! Who knew I would find the perfect, not so cloggy clog for a mere 25 beans at Forever. And they aren't even too uncomfortable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TMsZwuEjOII/AAAAAAAAAgw/rqSy7tFHZSI/s1600/DSC_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TMsZwuEjOII/AAAAAAAAAgw/rqSy7tFHZSI/s320/DSC_0076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533544891946317954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Charlie's were harmed in the making of this post. But I think he was inspecting it to determine if this vest was indeed made of small black poodle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-1039924412533617703?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/1039924412533617703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=1039924412533617703&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/1039924412533617703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/1039924412533617703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/10/military-yeti.html' title='Military Yeti!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TMsa2OEGVhI/AAAAAAAAAiA/1Sh5K8g1Bvw/s72-c/DSC_0068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-5673763000618434492</id><published>2010-10-21T10:57:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T11:14:20.677-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban decay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loreal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='extreme wear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manicure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diorshow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eye shadow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sally hansen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nail polish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foundation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falling in love'/><title type='text'>Favorites.</title><content type='html'>You know how when you get a manicure, you can't help but admire your nails? You check them out while your driving. You hold your coffee just so. And it's extra delightful to hold up a perfectly-painted middle finger at &lt;STRIKE&gt;the wet snuggie &lt;/STRIKE&gt; someone who is being a jerk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I painted my nails, myself, the other day with a new color. I'm in love with the color! Not so much my manicuring skills, but I just can't stop admiring the light grey that I chose. So I thought I'd share it with my lovely blog readers, since the brand is also one of my favorites. It's Sally Hansen Extreme Wear. I started using it a few years ago, when black polish was really big. I wanted a cheap black, since I knew it would be a passing trend. So I picked up a bottle for $1.99. It lasts super long, and looks as good as OPI when you use two coats and a top coat! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is, in Wet Cement, my new favorite color:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TMBWLAYWpaI/AAAAAAAAAfY/evRSN68xXhs/s1600/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TMBWLAYWpaI/AAAAAAAAAfY/evRSN68xXhs/s320/DSC_0038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530515089491666338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I'm sharing one of my favorite things, here are a few more:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TMBWVXZEQFI/AAAAAAAAAfg/GvWdLONNaJ4/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TMBWVXZEQFI/AAAAAAAAAfg/GvWdLONNaJ4/s320/DSC_0034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530515267467362386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I mentioned not too long ago, that I started buying SOME of my make-up at this place called a drug store. haha Well, I am really happy with this L'Oreal Infallible foundation business. I didn't love the powder I had gotten to go with it. But this foundation is light, and has great coverage. I use a mac powder and it looks great! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TMBW_xvpPJI/AAAAAAAAAfo/oHrdr5Yb7pw/s1600/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TMBW_xvpPJI/AAAAAAAAAfo/oHrdr5Yb7pw/s320/DSC_0035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530515996095888530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My all time favorite product, that I will always splurge on: Diorshow! It's the best. It makes your eyelashes so thick! I even love the faint rosey smell of it. mmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TMBXUX3ZmfI/AAAAAAAAAfw/ic2duae8Ats/s1600/DSC_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TMBXUX3ZmfI/AAAAAAAAAfw/ic2duae8Ats/s320/DSC_0036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530516349926349298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE Urban Decay's eye shadows. The colors are so different, and bright and they last all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TMBXkIwktPI/AAAAAAAAAf4/3lytSLbgZ58/s1600/DSC_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TMBXkIwktPI/AAAAAAAAAf4/3lytSLbgZ58/s320/DSC_0037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530516620749092082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, while out with Wendi, I splurged on this little bottle of Philosophy's "Falling in Love." It smells sweet and girly. I love it. I am huge a fan of Philosophy's scents, especially Pure Grace and Baby Grace. I like to buy a new fragrance in a small bottle like this, and then if I still love it when it runs out, I'll buy the bigger size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your favorites??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite Halloween costume of the year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TMBYKwOhIBI/AAAAAAAAAgA/SI6Zcp6AJ0A/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TMBYKwOhIBI/AAAAAAAAAgA/SI6Zcp6AJ0A/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530517284178698258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ner ner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-5673763000618434492?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/5673763000618434492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=5673763000618434492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/5673763000618434492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/5673763000618434492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/10/favorites.html' title='Favorites.'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TMBWLAYWpaI/AAAAAAAAAfY/evRSN68xXhs/s72-c/DSC_0038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-3727115732275072688</id><published>2010-10-12T16:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T16:52:57.543-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shop jenny&apos;s closet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><title type='text'>Shop My Closet</title><content type='html'>This has been in the works for awhile now. I finally decided to take the plunge and make a vintage etsy shop! Just a few things are up for now. Check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type='text/javascript' src='http://www.etsy.com/etsy_mini.js'&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type='text/javascript'&gt;new EtsyNameSpace.Mini(11322971, 'shop','thumbnail',3,2).renderIframe();&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-3727115732275072688?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/3727115732275072688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=3727115732275072688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/3727115732275072688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/3727115732275072688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/10/shop-my-closet.html' title='Shop My Closet'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-2747960919357080899</id><published>2010-10-07T09:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T09:39:39.808-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lilly pullitzer lion dress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i wore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i&apos;m wearing today'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whimsical dress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elephant necklace'/><title type='text'>Rainy Days and Mondays</title><content type='html'>Well Mondays don't really get me down, they're like my Saturday. But rainy days always do. In fact, I had a good cry yesterday while driving home in the rain. I got so nostalgic for a time in my life. early 2006. Just knowing that i will never get that time back, was so upsetting to me. I missed being young and Blonde and ridiculous, and having friends who were equally young and ridiculous. I haven't lost any of those friends. They've just turned into responsible young adults with husbands, fiances and babies. I found myself equally happy for us all and sad at the same time. Change is weird. Sometimes it sucks, but this change is bittersweet. It's healthy and happy and the normal progression of life. I think I just need a girls night out. With my gays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I digress. i meant for this to just be a simple outfit post. The weather on Monday was weird. Muggy and rainy. So this is what I wore to run errands and have lunch with Nana:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TK3Mgh0MN-I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/3eeFwkullao/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TK3Mgh0MN-I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/3eeFwkullao/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525297177058621410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TK3MgFIcxmI/AAAAAAAAAfI/72xdDHl2NlI/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TK3MgFIcxmI/AAAAAAAAAfI/72xdDHl2NlI/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525297169358964322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TK3Mf7V6cCI/AAAAAAAAAfA/rXdzok3fTrA/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TK3Mf7V6cCI/AAAAAAAAAfA/rXdzok3fTrA/s320/DSC_0007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525297166731079714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TK3MPBlmgsI/AAAAAAAAAe4/SXG5a5Jd_oQ/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TK3MPBlmgsI/AAAAAAAAAe4/SXG5a5Jd_oQ/s320/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525296876349719234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TK3MOuVNHOI/AAAAAAAAAew/EbxcriDAVcs/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TK3MOuVNHOI/AAAAAAAAAew/EbxcriDAVcs/s320/DSC_0015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525296871180672226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TK3MOELroUI/AAAAAAAAAeo/0GYkH8rRycw/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TK3MOELroUI/AAAAAAAAAeo/0GYkH8rRycw/s320/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525296859866440002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TK3MNnSJyeI/AAAAAAAAAeg/JQ_8uuHGIBg/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TK3MNnSJyeI/AAAAAAAAAeg/JQ_8uuHGIBg/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525296852108954082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TK3MNanMaeI/AAAAAAAAAeY/lr3mH_2ly4U/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TK3MNanMaeI/AAAAAAAAAeY/lr3mH_2ly4U/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525296848707545570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress: vintage Lilly Pullitzer&lt;br /&gt;Necklace: forever 21&lt;br /&gt;Rain Boots: Liberty of London&lt;br /&gt;Cami: Express&lt;br /&gt;Leggings: Forever21&lt;br /&gt;lion bracelet and snake ring: vintage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, Lilly makes me gag. But I love this dress. The lion faces are so cool! And its super comfy. It was the perfect thing to be wearing in the weather!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-2747960919357080899?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/2747960919357080899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=2747960919357080899&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/2747960919357080899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/2747960919357080899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/10/rainy-days-and-mondays.html' title='Rainy Days and Mondays'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TK3Mgh0MN-I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/3eeFwkullao/s72-c/DSC_0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-5623340839957392633</id><published>2010-10-04T09:27:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T09:43:49.004-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ellen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anchors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anchor necklace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i wore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i&apos;m wearing today'/><title type='text'>Mr T Starter Kit</title><content type='html'>A few nights ago, I went with my mom to one of those jewelry parties. I decided to wear my giant anchor necklace for two reasons. One being that I want to wear it before its really fall, since to me an anchor says "summer." And the other that I wanted to make a statement that I'm probably not interested in buying any jewelry. Well, I didn't buy any jewelry for myself, but Vicodnna bought me a bracelet and a necklace. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I wore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TKnYCpIg07I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/VdICW-WrgqM/s1600/DSC_0319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TKnYCpIg07I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/VdICW-WrgqM/s320/DSC_0319.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524183957859521458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TKnYCX6sXJI/AAAAAAAAAeI/iX_qHV3d6DQ/s1600/DSC_0320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TKnYCX6sXJI/AAAAAAAAAeI/iX_qHV3d6DQ/s320/DSC_0320.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524183953238154386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TKnYCJwCflI/AAAAAAAAAeA/yEkPstErTBo/s1600/DSC_0321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TKnYCJwCflI/AAAAAAAAAeA/yEkPstErTBo/s320/DSC_0321.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524183949435371090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free People jacket&lt;br /&gt;random assymetrical striped tank (from marshalls, not sure the brand)&lt;br /&gt;BCBG skinny jeans&lt;br /&gt;sandals from Target&lt;br /&gt;Alligator ring also from Target&lt;br /&gt;headband from Forever21&lt;br /&gt;photos courtesy of the Wet Snuggie&lt;br /&gt;and my amazing anchor necklace from&lt;a href="http://www.modernmillieshop.com/"&gt; Modern Millie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wet Snuggie's Dad was here helping to put in our beautiful new kitchen island as i was getting ready to go out. He called the anchor necklace a MR T starter kit. If only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON a side note, I'm watching Ellen. And Ellen Pompeo is on talking about how some mothers can't afford diapers, and she's teemed up with some diaper company to help diaper babies. Ummm, here's a thought, if you can't afford diapers, you probably shouldn't be having a baby....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-5623340839957392633?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/5623340839957392633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=5623340839957392633&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/5623340839957392633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/5623340839957392633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/10/mr-t-starter-kit.html' title='Mr T Starter Kit'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TKnYCpIg07I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/VdICW-WrgqM/s72-c/DSC_0319.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-6786257033165519192</id><published>2010-09-30T09:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T10:05:09.670-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage skirt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i wore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i&apos;m wearing today'/><title type='text'>Oh you fancy, huh?</title><content type='html'>I bought this skirt back in May and blogged about it&lt;a href="http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/05/theres-still-little-bit-of-you-laced.html"&gt; here.&lt;/a&gt; I thought about wearing it to a wedding with this amazing pair of YSL sandals I have that were a gift from the Wet Snuggie years ago, and lots of jewelry but went with my go to Diane vin FUrstenberg (also a gift from the WS) instead. I also loved the idea of toning it down with just a tee or tank and flip flops. I decided to do just that on Tuesday while the weather is still warm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TKSYlVLfW4I/AAAAAAAAAd4/YN95aiwk114/s1600/DSC_0308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TKSYlVLfW4I/AAAAAAAAAd4/YN95aiwk114/s320/DSC_0308.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522706810170989442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TKSYlOsL9xI/AAAAAAAAAdw/5Y4lyQsGjDw/s1600/DSC_0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TKSYlOsL9xI/AAAAAAAAAdw/5Y4lyQsGjDw/s320/DSC_0309.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522706808429082386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TKSYk0fXXEI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_g-3A25T6-I/s1600/DSC_0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TKSYk0fXXEI/AAAAAAAAAdo/_g-3A25T6-I/s320/DSC_0311.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522706801395981378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TKSYknOOS5I/AAAAAAAAAdg/MqctvEuOfzs/s1600/DSC_0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TKSYknOOS5I/AAAAAAAAAdg/MqctvEuOfzs/s320/DSC_0310.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522706797834423186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vintage skirt&lt;br /&gt;random black t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;Oneill flip flops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that this skirt has an underskirt with cool black eyelet trim. You can see that Charlie also enjoys this aspect of the skirt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wore this to run errands and do some laundry at my mom's. It was very comfy to wear this style skirt and I'm really excited that I've been finding some great maxi skirts lately. I think they're perfect for fall!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-6786257033165519192?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/6786257033165519192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=6786257033165519192&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6786257033165519192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6786257033165519192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-you-fancy-huh.html' title='Oh you fancy, huh?'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TKSYlVLfW4I/AAAAAAAAAd4/YN95aiwk114/s72-c/DSC_0308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-5487435570445307418</id><published>2010-09-28T09:37:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T19:48:04.463-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wet snuggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trashy tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i wore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i&apos;m wearing today'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gossip girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weeds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charlie'/><title type='text'>Hey Ya'll!</title><content type='html'>Remember me? It's okay if you don't, it's been like the longest I've ever gone without blogging! But it's been a crazy month. Moving is a big pain in the butt, and it just takes so long to get settled. Add a small poodle and a wet snuggie who want your attention all the time into the mix, and you've got zero blogs from this girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides getting promoted, my most significant feat this month has been cooking! Almost every night. Crazyness. One of the first nights here, I thought I'd make some garlic bread. I got distracted, and heard this loud beeping and a robotic voice screeching "DANGER! EVACUATE!!!!" I ran out to the garage holding a pan of burning garlic bread in one hand with Charlie under my arm. The Wet Snuggie's dad just happened to be parked in front of the garage in his CRUISER and the neighborhood children were still out playing... I guess I made an entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the island last weekend, and popped in a random Goodwill and found some ridiculously awesome maxi skirts. I also took some of work kidlets to Dollar A Pound at the Garment District and found some cool stuff, most notably what I thought was a parrot wrap skirt. Turns out its wrap pants... I'm going to turn it into a skirt. or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wet Snuggie  and I caught up on Season 3 of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;True Bloo&lt;/span&gt;d. I have to say, some of the best advice I've ever gotten was to not watch while eating. This season is gross! I also think there's almost too much going on this season, but I guess they left it very open for season four. I liked it, though. I've also been catching up on &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Weeds&lt;/span&gt;. It's gotten a bit weird, especially after last night. Poor Cesar. So far so good for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Gossip Gir&lt;/span&gt;l. And OMG, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sister Wives&lt;/span&gt; on TLC! I could not take my eyes off of that one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to take outfit pictures one day this month. I've been having kind of a fat month. I know I'm not fat. But I've just been feeling blah. I'm trying out this new make-out routine. I've been, get this, using products that don't come from Sephora or Nordstroms... Yup. Drugstore cosmetics. I need to save money. And while I refuse to give up my Diorshow, I thought I'd try out foundation and powder from CVS. I went with Loreal. I got foundation, powder and a blush for less than a single foundation at Sephora. I love bargains. And Vicodonna even said she can't tell the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, without furthur ado:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TKHytgbNZvI/AAAAAAAAAdY/P6lcTdQscjs/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TKHytgbNZvI/AAAAAAAAAdY/P6lcTdQscjs/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521961481745032946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweater and tank: not sure the brand but from Marshalls&lt;br /&gt;Jeans BCBG&lt;br /&gt;cut out Wedges Calvin Klein&lt;br /&gt;vintage octopus pin (I'm obsessed with this guy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just say that, I almost returned these wedges. I am so glad I didn't, I love them so much. They're comfortable, and they go with so much. And they kind of remind me of the Joe's Jeans wedges that I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to be a better blogger! xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-5487435570445307418?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/5487435570445307418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=5487435570445307418&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/5487435570445307418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/5487435570445307418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/09/hey-yall.html' title='Hey Ya&apos;ll!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TKHytgbNZvI/AAAAAAAAAdY/P6lcTdQscjs/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-3522066858592980801</id><published>2010-08-26T09:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T10:00:19.018-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><title type='text'>Because I love to put things in boxes</title><content type='html'>and then unpack the boxes so much, I am moving again! I'm in the middle of moving again! This time to a lovely townhouse with the wet snuggie and Charlie, too of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots to post about, but no way to upload pictures until next week. Provincetown pictures and fall tv to discuss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget about me while I'm gone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-3522066858592980801?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/3522066858592980801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=3522066858592980801&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/3522066858592980801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/3522066858592980801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/08/because-i-love-to-put-things-in-boxes.html' title='Because I love to put things in boxes'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-6374664109979716043</id><published>2010-08-15T20:10:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T13:53:02.388-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1970s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calvin klein cut out wedges'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage dress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i wore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maxi dress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i&apos;m wearing today'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot pink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy ladies vintage maxi dress'/><title type='text'>Crazy lady Maxidress!</title><content type='html'>I was really excited to wear this maxi dress I found at Banana's in Gloucester. It was hanging on a pole when I first walked in, and I at first just liked the maxi style and the crazy print. When I got closer, I saw the crazy ladies and their high heels all over it! I had to have it. It still smells like an old attic, even after washing it but that didn't stop me from wearing it to dinner with the entire Wet Snuggie family! Mrs WS loved it. The Wet Snuggie even liked it, if only because the fit is flattering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TGiC_JBNWuI/AAAAAAAAAdI/p0YSKqJCXeU/s1600/DSC_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 178px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TGiC_JBNWuI/AAAAAAAAAdI/p0YSKqJCXeU/s320/DSC_0164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505794565724789474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TGiC-0vTMxI/AAAAAAAAAdA/-h46hnGS76w/s1600/DSC_0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TGiC-0vTMxI/AAAAAAAAAdA/-h46hnGS76w/s320/DSC_0165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505794560280965906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TGiC-U0EdBI/AAAAAAAAAc4/r1jwQ7fDYbw/s1600/DSC_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TGiC-U0EdBI/AAAAAAAAAc4/r1jwQ7fDYbw/s320/DSC_0166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505794551711036434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worn with Calvin Klein cut out wedges.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-6374664109979716043?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/6374664109979716043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=6374664109979716043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6374664109979716043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6374664109979716043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/08/crazy-lady-maxidress.html' title='Crazy lady Maxidress!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TGiC_JBNWuI/AAAAAAAAAdI/p0YSKqJCXeU/s72-c/DSC_0164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-1851009347189223270</id><published>2010-08-13T10:31:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T10:54:11.324-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Every last drop!</title><content type='html'>I've been the worst blogger ever lately, but it's just because I've been trying to soak up every second of summer! You can already tell that summer is leaving. And while it's nice to cuddle up under a freshly laundered down comforter (freshly laundered thanks to Charlie's barfing on it) and snuggle up with my little poodle, I'm going to miss all these hot summer days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being in Maine, and cooking every night, I came home with a huge urge to cook! I hate my kitchen, but soon will have a brand new kitchen to cook and bake in. And I'll have the Wet Snuggie to cook for, too!  I can't wait to make dog treats for Charlie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did make some cream sauce for my gnocchis last week, that came out yummy! I took a picture, but it doesn't quite do it justice. This morning, I am drinking chicory coffee out of a Cafe du Monde mug and thinking I need to plan a trip there real soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TGVYaR60emI/AAAAAAAAAbw/WIi_YsCt-ek/s1600/DSC_0176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TGVYaR60emI/AAAAAAAAAbw/WIi_YsCt-ek/s320/DSC_0176.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504903328040254050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, I went shopping with Erin of &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/nattyvintage"&gt;Mary Lou Vintag&lt;/a&gt;e which was long overdue. We went to one of our favorite places: Bananas in Gloucester. I had a majorly successful day and Erin scored a gorgeous peignoir. I will do a post on my finds, but I got a vintage maxi dress with ladies all over it, a 60s wedding dress, a gorgeous lace wrap shirt and over the weekend at Todd Farm I found an amazing dress from the 60s and a  bunch of cool  jewelry! The stand out piece being an octopus pin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also bonded with one of the ladies that works at Bananas: Sabine. She remembered us and specifically remembered the 60s beach party skirt I bought awhile back that I blogged about &lt;a href="http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/05/moment-love-dream-aloud.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; She told me to JUST WEAR IT when I said I hadn't figured out how to yet. So I went home, and wore it out that night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TGVajlDf3qI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/p3B4HVpzVsU/s1600/DSC_0171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TGVajlDf3qI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/p3B4HVpzVsU/s320/DSC_0171.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504905686819004066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TGVajLG0l7I/AAAAAAAAAcI/7APXYQp3wn0/s1600/DSC_0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TGVajLG0l7I/AAAAAAAAAcI/7APXYQp3wn0/s320/DSC_0170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504905679853623218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TGVairdcRFI/AAAAAAAAAcA/SR_RQJ7-25Q/s1600/DSC_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TGVairdcRFI/AAAAAAAAAcA/SR_RQJ7-25Q/s320/DSC_0173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504905671358563410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TGVaiUlUHmI/AAAAAAAAAb4/t4M2FbHFfe8/s1600/DSC_0169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TGVaiUlUHmI/AAAAAAAAAb4/t4M2FbHFfe8/s320/DSC_0169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504905665217568354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell it's still been ridiculously hot here?&lt;br /&gt;White Tank: H&amp;M&lt;br /&gt;Skirt: vintage "Personal by Leslie Fay"&lt;br /&gt;flops: O'Neill&lt;br /&gt;I love the slit in the skirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wearing a lot of simple outfits. Just shorts and a cute tank. I did take a couple (bad) photos of this outfit that I wore last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TGVcge9Hv0I/AAAAAAAAAcw/ASNevechFHE/s1600/DSC_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 174px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TGVcge9Hv0I/AAAAAAAAAcw/ASNevechFHE/s320/DSC_0168.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504907832665292610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TGVcgLbD0YI/AAAAAAAAAco/aJ7iIqR7PuM/s1600/DSC_0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 184px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TGVcgLbD0YI/AAAAAAAAAco/aJ7iIqR7PuM/s320/DSC_0165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504907827422155138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tank: Forever 21 (from forever ago)&lt;br /&gt;Earrings: vintage&lt;br /&gt;sjorts: old navy&lt;br /&gt;flops: O'Neill&lt;br /&gt;Head wrap: Forever 21&lt;br /&gt;Rayban Wayfarers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having issues with my timer on my camera. I think I need a remote! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all are enjoying your summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-1851009347189223270?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/1851009347189223270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=1851009347189223270&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/1851009347189223270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/1851009347189223270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/08/every-last-drop.html' title='Every last drop!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TGVYaR60emI/AAAAAAAAAbw/WIi_YsCt-ek/s72-c/DSC_0176.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-1431822861730684605</id><published>2010-08-02T10:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T10:52:22.868-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chebague island'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='white peach sangria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothing line'/><title type='text'>Scenes of Summer</title><content type='html'>Hello, Bloggy Friends, I hope ya'll are enjoying your summers as much as I am. I just got back from our island, after spending with four glorious days doing nothing but sitting in the sand, walking the beach and skipping in the surf with my two boys. Charlie and the Wet Snuggie. I had worked seven days straight so the trip was well-deserved and well-appreciated! I've also been spending time with friends and enjoying having my nana home again! Here are some photos of my adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TFba6lhaW5I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/iceHObxrt8E/s1600/DSC_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TFba6lhaW5I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/iceHObxrt8E/s320/DSC_0152.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500824694919158674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TFba6FbJobI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Yg-HTC_DX2c/s1600/DSC_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TFba6FbJobI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Yg-HTC_DX2c/s320/DSC_0057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500824686302962098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TFba5pPMrmI/AAAAAAAAAbA/9mP3GmAbPyU/s1600/DSC_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TFba5pPMrmI/AAAAAAAAAbA/9mP3GmAbPyU/s320/DSC_0060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500824678736637538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TFba5el-Q3I/AAAAAAAAAa4/7VTmZfrPSf0/s1600/DSC_0083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TFba5el-Q3I/AAAAAAAAAa4/7VTmZfrPSf0/s320/DSC_0083.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500824675879371634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TFba4wz6AMI/AAAAAAAAAaw/4QZ2BFkm08c/s1600/DSC_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TFba4wz6AMI/AAAAAAAAAaw/4QZ2BFkm08c/s320/DSC_0177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500824663589781698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I left for Maine, I spent a night at Nana's and was super excited to hang some clothes on the clothesline! I am very picky about what goes in the dryer, so I used actual clothespins and hung my delicates on her line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TFbblkYNI9I/AAAAAAAAAbo/02K2wSYsPpI/s1600/DSC_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TFbblkYNI9I/AAAAAAAAAbo/02K2wSYsPpI/s320/DSC_0006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500825433346483154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TFbbldk4RlI/AAAAAAAAAbg/y6gF_DFCdWY/s1600/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TFbbldk4RlI/AAAAAAAAAbg/y6gF_DFCdWY/s320/DSC_0035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500825431520593490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TFbbk3UGxpI/AAAAAAAAAbY/oGATiQNb4Po/s1600/DSC_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TFbbk3UGxpI/AAAAAAAAAbY/oGATiQNb4Po/s320/DSC_0037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500825421249693330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-1431822861730684605?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/1431822861730684605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=1431822861730684605&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/1431822861730684605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/1431822861730684605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/08/scenes-of-summer.html' title='Scenes of Summer'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TFba6lhaW5I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/iceHObxrt8E/s72-c/DSC_0152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-6300185340732019921</id><published>2010-07-19T14:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T23:11:56.729-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ungaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian dior'/><title type='text'>I made a new video!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/q5v5Phod4Cw/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q5v5Phod4Cw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q5v5Phod4Cw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-6300185340732019921?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/6300185340732019921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=6300185340732019921&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6300185340732019921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6300185340732019921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-made-new-video.html' title='I made a new video!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-3868655331161321643</id><published>2010-07-15T12:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T12:35:08.989-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='louis vuitton'/><title type='text'>An Open Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TD84j-aNS8I/AAAAAAAAAao/F6T5OjYWp1Q/s1600/Jenny%27s+shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TD84j-aNS8I/AAAAAAAAAao/F6T5OjYWp1Q/s320/Jenny%27s+shoes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494172261114792898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Dad, &lt;br /&gt;I have been watching your cats at least twice a year while you travel around New England and beyond, sampling five star meals, staying in suites and touring &lt;STRIKE&gt;casinos &lt;/STRIKE&gt; the hard work of the founders of our great country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have scooped more cat turds than I can count, all while wearing double layers of gloves and holding my breath. I have been glared at by said felines while I frantically try to open cans of stinky cat food before Nigel decides I would make a better dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have been taunted with pictures from the Louis Vuitton store, so this year, I think you need to bring me back some shoes. (size 7) Or a bag. from the LV store. Thanks in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;your favorite daughter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-3868655331161321643?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/3868655331161321643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=3868655331161321643&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/3868655331161321643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/3868655331161321643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/07/open-letter.html' title='An Open Letter'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TD84j-aNS8I/AAAAAAAAAao/F6T5OjYWp1Q/s72-c/Jenny%27s+shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-8324010160346049511</id><published>2010-07-15T10:55:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T11:04:01.663-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chanel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moschino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marc jacobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rodarte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matthew williamson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='early 90s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='victor and rolf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clueless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jil sander'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alexander mcqueen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red shoes'/><title type='text'>Just some shoes</title><content type='html'>that I've been drooling over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TD8hidJ03KI/AAAAAAAAAag/mVkQpgcDU6E/s1600/shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 188px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TD8hidJ03KI/AAAAAAAAAag/mVkQpgcDU6E/s320/shoes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494146946240404642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ones in the lower left, one up from the bottom are Victor and Rolf. I saw the Marc Jacobs at TJ's and passed them up, I've been kicking myself ever since....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't the Moschinos remind you of 1995? I love them, they bring back memories of knee socks and argyle skirts&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; a la&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Clueless.&lt;/span&gt; Cher was a huge inspiration for me back when I was a freshman in high school. The whole picture reminds me of making collages with my friends during sleepovers. Nothing like being sprawled out on the living room floor with good friends, poster board, glue sticks and a bunch of cut up&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; Sassy &lt;/span&gt;magazines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need some super hot Mary Janes and knee socks for fall. I would love to own those Jil Sander's. They are so classic and so current all at once. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry the image is so small, I am still honing my photoshop skillz. If you click on it, you can see everything much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-8324010160346049511?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/8324010160346049511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=8324010160346049511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/8324010160346049511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/8324010160346049511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-some-shoes.html' title='Just some shoes'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TD8hidJ03KI/AAAAAAAAAag/mVkQpgcDU6E/s72-c/shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-4138903645178447791</id><published>2010-07-14T22:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T22:10:28.889-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey there!</title><content type='html'>My blog has more than tripled in hits the past few days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Welcome! to all the new readers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you all coming from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-4138903645178447791?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/4138903645178447791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=4138903645178447791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4138903645178447791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4138903645178447791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/07/hey-there.html' title='Hey there!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-1796051526234917594</id><published>2010-07-13T16:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T16:35:32.708-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pedicure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rainbow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toes'/><title type='text'>It's hard not to smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TDzOBH9vlNI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Ak8bLRWDiZY/s1600/DSC_0355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TDzOBH9vlNI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Ak8bLRWDiZY/s320/DSC_0355.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493492164198372562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you have happy rainbow toes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-1796051526234917594?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/1796051526234917594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=1796051526234917594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/1796051526234917594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/1796051526234917594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-hard-not-to-smile.html' title='It&apos;s hard not to smile'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TDzOBH9vlNI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Ak8bLRWDiZY/s72-c/DSC_0355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-2990804642088604001</id><published>2010-07-13T09:39:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T09:51:01.332-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trashy tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad rogers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new orleans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tattoos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real housewives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vajayjay tattoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality tv'/><title type='text'>A little nonsense now and then is relished by the wisest men.</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since I've blogged about my love for trashy reality tv. Probably because its summer and Real Housewives of NYC is over, and largely because I now have a roommate which makes me feel accountable to some sort of standard of television watching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the roomie and I happened upon the new season of the Real World. You know the show about 8 strangers and a vajayjay tattoo picked to live in a house in New Orleans. I am completely fascinated by Jemmye, the owner of said vajayjay tattoo. Within about three minutes of the premier, Jemmye had proudly described herself as a grade A hoochie mama and had brazenly showed off all six of her tattoos, the last was censored as she announced "and my personal favorite: MY VAJAYJAY TATTOO!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has the strongest Southern accent I have ever heard and only likes the dark meat. And you can imagine my delight, when Jemmye squealed "I have a vajayjay tattoo, wanna see it?" In episode 2. I predict that the vajayjay tattoo is the 9th housemate, just you wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TDxt_esVtyI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/8KcHXF5suok/s1600/15244c049b34e1260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TDxt_esVtyI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/8KcHXF5suok/s320/15244c049b34e1260.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493386582823384866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Jemmye also supports Gay Marriage, and I am totally down with that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I'm also excited by that blonde, hairdresser version of Chad Rogers, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What trashy shows are ya'll watching?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-2990804642088604001?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/2990804642088604001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=2990804642088604001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/2990804642088604001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/2990804642088604001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/07/little-nonsense-now-and-then-is.html' title='A little nonsense now and then is relished by the wisest men.'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TDxt_esVtyI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/8KcHXF5suok/s72-c/15244c049b34e1260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-5771137727881628504</id><published>2010-07-12T11:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T11:05:34.372-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='headbands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aimee not amy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diy'/><title type='text'>Headbands!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TDsuaZzdfoI/AAAAAAAAAaI/41056x8B04w/s1600/mosaicfb022bdf381c60ab6b7e245486aad03f6a36b5a9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TDsuaZzdfoI/AAAAAAAAAaI/41056x8B04w/s320/mosaicfb022bdf381c60ab6b7e245486aad03f6a36b5a9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493035201646657154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love headbands, but sometimes I am too cheap to buy them because I think to myself "wow! I could make that for way less." But &lt;STRIKE&gt; my lazy butt&lt;/STRIKE&gt; I keep putting it off. So I made this little mosaic of inspiration and plan to hit up the craft store this week and get started on some fun headbands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it would be super fun to get some of my creative friends together and have a headband making party! (I'm looking at you Bumsey!) Wine, hot glue guns and sequins, you really can't go wrong!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-5771137727881628504?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/5771137727881628504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=5771137727881628504&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/5771137727881628504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/5771137727881628504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/07/headbands.html' title='Headbands!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TDsuaZzdfoI/AAAAAAAAAaI/41056x8B04w/s72-c/mosaicfb022bdf381c60ab6b7e245486aad03f6a36b5a9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-3388315620911572097</id><published>2010-07-08T09:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T09:44:36.177-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anchors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anchor necklace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='independence day'/><title type='text'>Don't you know, we're talking about a revolution, sons.</title><content type='html'>Hope you all had a happy and safe fourth! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the Wet Snuggie finish the Fun Run for the fourth year in a row, in his best time, too. Charlie and I surprised him, he had no idea we would be cheering him on at the finish line. Charlie also got to meet his Uncle Billy, the Jack Russel Terrorist, for the first time. I would describe the encounter as indifferent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went home and took a nap. Then Charlie and I dressed for the day. I wore my awesome &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-wOhVRYjSI/AAAAAAAAAUA/7AinW51HCk8/s1600/DSC_0076.jpg"&gt;drop-waisted striped dress &lt;/a&gt;with that amazing &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TBouOMojvRI/AAAAAAAAAYA/xpd76vF3lGc/s1600/DSC_0374.JPG"&gt;anchor necklace&lt;/a&gt;. Even the Wet Snuggie thought it was cute. As you can imagine, the Wet Snuggie is not always a huge fan of some of the crazy awesome things I wear... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get any pictures, and later in the evening, one of the anchors cracked. :( The WS says he can fix it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, I was able to get some pictures of that awesome piece of hardware before it broke:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TDXSYRZZYRI/AAAAAAAAAZw/KDQQMj6OwAk/s1600/DSC_0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TDXSYRZZYRI/AAAAAAAAAZw/KDQQMj6OwAk/s320/DSC_0303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491526635076804882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TDXSX4YJghI/AAAAAAAAAZo/MYX1_58Hweo/s1600/DSC_0305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TDXSX4YJghI/AAAAAAAAAZo/MYX1_58Hweo/s320/DSC_0305.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491526628360684050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell by my greasy face and frizzy hair, that this heat wave is affecting me. Yuck. I can't wait to wear a sweatshirt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the heat, I decided to take Charlie into Nana's pool on the 4th. I started by just putting his feet in, but he clearly wanted more. So I let him go, and the little genius can swim!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TDXTT3Hpx9I/AAAAAAAAAaA/FTwAlnes8Ng/s1600/DSC_0336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TDXTT3Hpx9I/AAAAAAAAAaA/FTwAlnes8Ng/s320/DSC_0336.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491527658815211474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TDXTTR5FDsI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/0R-qDxCe0ac/s1600/DSC_0337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TDXTTR5FDsI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/0R-qDxCe0ac/s320/DSC_0337.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491527648821972674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erin and I finally got to have a shopping trip on Tuesday. I found some vintage Escada and Ungaro. She scored some DVF. Pictures coming soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-3388315620911572097?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/3388315620911572097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=3388315620911572097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/3388315620911572097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/3388315620911572097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/07/dont-you-know-were-talking-about.html' title='Don&apos;t you know, we&apos;re talking about a revolution, sons.'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TDXSYRZZYRI/AAAAAAAAAZw/KDQQMj6OwAk/s72-c/DSC_0303.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-8461509272148360597</id><published>2010-07-02T11:23:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T11:33:32.599-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tattoos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scott campbell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marc jacobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='louis vuitton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='takashi murakami'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='murakami'/><title type='text'>These are a  few of my favorite things...</title><content type='html'>Louis Vuitton + Marc Jacobs + tattoos = lots of win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know, I love LV. And Marc Jacobs just happens to be one of my favorite gays. I also love his ink, and if I get any more tattoos, I kind of want a collection of fun on my arm similar to his. Except substitute Spongbob with Charlie and the stars with bows and rainbows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TC4FDpbJBYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/FlqVhZ6sQvs/s1600/marc_jacobs_tattoos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TC4FDpbJBYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/FlqVhZ6sQvs/s320/marc_jacobs_tattoos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489330556028650882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marc Jacobs had his personal tattoo artist design some bags for LV. I don't love them but I love the idea. and especially love that they look nothing like Ed Hardy's monstrosities. I love MJ and the cool stuff he's done with my favorite signature handbags. My all time favorite being the Murakami's of 2003.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TC4FrlVUI8I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/GS7M4J3sHZ4/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TC4FrlVUI8I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/GS7M4J3sHZ4/s320/11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489331242125239234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to bust out my Cherry Blossom pochette before summer is over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think I ever officially debuted my squirrel on the blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TC4GFJzLn5I/AAAAAAAAAZg/pb5qDyFVnVQ/s1600/DSC_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TC4GFJzLn5I/AAAAAAAAAZg/pb5qDyFVnVQ/s320/DSC_0073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489331681410916242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TC4GE0RudqI/AAAAAAAAAZY/9E1AK7dhZnU/s1600/DSC_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TC4GE0RudqI/AAAAAAAAAZY/9E1AK7dhZnU/s320/DSC_0070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489331675633448610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done by the fabulous Molly McKinnon of &lt;a href="http://witchcityink.com/"&gt;Witch City Ink.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-8461509272148360597?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/8461509272148360597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=8461509272148360597&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/8461509272148360597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/8461509272148360597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/07/these-are-few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='These are a  few of my favorite things...'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TC4FDpbJBYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/FlqVhZ6sQvs/s72-c/marc_jacobs_tattoos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-5454766962657254239</id><published>2010-06-28T22:38:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T22:53:44.229-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ysl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sandals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yves saint laurent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rainbow'/><title type='text'>You need your picture taken!</title><content type='html'>Tonight, I visited my sweet little Nana in the hospital. She's recovering nicely from an unexpected surgery. She loved the little dress I wore, and also loved my YSL sandals. She always likes to comment on my outfits, and tonight it was a sign that she's on the mend, because for the past week and a half, she hasn't really noticed. She told me this dress was made for me and when she saw the shoes, she exclaimed "Honey! You need your picture taken!" Well after, dinner and some wine with the Wet Snugggie, I came home and did just that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TCleK2PeEXI/AAAAAAAAAYg/f11Wf99Iwc0/s1600/DSC_0280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TCleK2PeEXI/AAAAAAAAAYg/f11Wf99Iwc0/s320/DSC_0280.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488021161379762546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TCleKnsO5CI/AAAAAAAAAYY/OjGeW9kHDX4/s1600/DSC_0282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TCleKnsO5CI/AAAAAAAAAYY/OjGeW9kHDX4/s320/DSC_0282.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488021157473870882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TCleKPC2PWI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/vfcCyYKwDXo/s1600/DSC_0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TCleKPC2PWI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/vfcCyYKwDXo/s320/DSC_0283.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488021150857837922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TCleJ0-UtYI/AAAAAAAAAYI/gQXvMyEP5jU/s1600/DSC_0286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TCleJ0-UtYI/AAAAAAAAAYI/gQXvMyEP5jU/s320/DSC_0286.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488021143859541378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Free People Dress, Vintage Pig Pin from &lt;a href="http://www.modernmillieshop.com/"&gt;Modern Millie&lt;/a&gt;, F21 earrings and vintage YSL sandals)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wore the shoes on a furniture shopping with the Wet Snuggie. Here they are with this awesome dress from &lt;a href="http://www.lulus.com/"&gt;Lulus:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TClfKrKAtTI/AAAAAAAAAZA/qBb9lL8BX74/s1600/DSC_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TClfKrKAtTI/AAAAAAAAAZA/qBb9lL8BX74/s320/DSC_0288.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488022257915704626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TClfKJaLPYI/AAAAAAAAAY4/1cbyxZ-bwU8/s1600/DSC_0294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TClfKJaLPYI/AAAAAAAAAY4/1cbyxZ-bwU8/s320/DSC_0294.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488022248856698242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TClfJpjX8TI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Pq_mCaU9mvo/s1600/DSC_0297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TClfJpjX8TI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Pq_mCaU9mvo/s320/DSC_0297.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488022240305344818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TClfJN5KQBI/AAAAAAAAAYo/agqlXdZqz80/s1600/DSC_0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TClfJN5KQBI/AAAAAAAAAYo/agqlXdZqz80/s320/DSC_0301.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488022232880529426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been like 90 degrees here for two weeks, so please excuse my frizzy hair and greasy looking face! But don't you love the decorations in the background? They're from Charlie's Puppy School Graduation! We decided to leave them up until we move.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-5454766962657254239?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/5454766962657254239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=5454766962657254239&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/5454766962657254239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/5454766962657254239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-need-your-picture-taken.html' title='You need your picture taken!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TCleK2PeEXI/AAAAAAAAAYg/f11Wf99Iwc0/s72-c/DSC_0280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-3465704944815559562</id><published>2010-06-17T09:58:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T09:44:52.087-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thepoppytree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bumsey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anchors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anchor necklace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the poppy tree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoe kharma&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoe karma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yves saint laurent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rainbow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nautical'/><title type='text'>Shoe Karma!</title><content type='html'>I've been blessed with some amazing shoe karma in my life. If you recall, the &lt;a href="http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2007/08/shoe-karma.html"&gt;fateful day&lt;/a&gt; I got my $50 dollar Uggs. And I had another lovely shoe karma experience the other day while out shopping with Miss Erin of &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/nattyvintage"&gt;Mary Lou Vintage. &lt;/a&gt; We (and by we I mean I) had a successful trp to Sal's but still needed a bit more of a fix. So we headed to Salem to check out if there was anything new and exciting at &lt;a href=" http://www.modernmillieshop.com/"&gt;Modern Millie.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been in &lt;a href=" http://www.modernmillieshop.com/"&gt;Modern Millie&lt;/a&gt; over a month ago and had tried on these adorable vintage YSL sandals. My mom had been rushing me and told me they were too small. I had told Erin about how awesome they were and how they reminded me of Rainbow Brite, even trying to show her but didn't see them. So I assumed they had been sold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, turns out, they had just been on display around the store, and I had missed them. On Tuesday, I spotted them! I tried them on and they fit! And they were on sale! They had to be mine. And so they are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TBotyaiYgzI/AAAAAAAAAXw/bH0cstlAcn4/s1600/DSC_0373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TBotyaiYgzI/AAAAAAAAAXw/bH0cstlAcn4/s320/DSC_0373.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483745840417243954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they amazing? They're basket weave/cage effect makes me think maybe they are the great-aunt to last spring's YSL cage heels. I think they're from the 70s. I can't wait to wear them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a closer look:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TBouEQ7GYNI/AAAAAAAAAX4/AgJIqHkeeak/s1600/DSC_0370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TBouEQ7GYNI/AAAAAAAAAX4/AgJIqHkeeak/s320/DSC_0370.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483746147074203858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh looove!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also couldn't pass up this Anchor necklace:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TBouOMojvRI/AAAAAAAAAYA/xpd76vF3lGc/s1600/DSC_0374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TBouOMojvRI/AAAAAAAAAYA/xpd76vF3lGc/s320/DSC_0374.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483746317721386258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving all things nautical. And I couldn't be sure I'd ever see this necklace again, so how could I leave it there? It's pretty bad ass and will go with a lot of the stuff in my closet. Especially the little cardigan underneath it that Miss Bumsey might recognize as being the grey sister to her black one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-3465704944815559562?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/3465704944815559562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=3465704944815559562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/3465704944815559562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/3465704944815559562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/06/shoe-karma.html' title='Shoe Karma!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TBotyaiYgzI/AAAAAAAAAXw/bH0cstlAcn4/s72-c/DSC_0373.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-4706198277408661766</id><published>2010-06-09T22:20:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T23:18:35.910-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HRC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pride weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Human Rights Campaign'/><title type='text'>So it's 10pm</title><content type='html'>and I'm pumping gas, in a short that's a bit too skirt to be pumping gas in, and this dude says "what's that orange sticker on your car for?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell him its for the human rights campaign. He takes a moment to ponder that, and says "Is that just for Europe and stuff." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say "No, currently, they're fighting for gay marriage. Here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asks if that's legal in Massachusetts. I say yes. He stops talking to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was he trying to hit on me, and then thought I was a big lesbian? haha whatever, the case, Happy (Almost) Pride Weekend! Charlie has an awesome shirt he'll be wearing around this weekend! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TBBMy5OmyqI/AAAAAAAAAXo/E3kDeZV5rMs/s1600/31343_1390845583462_1601799356_923239_5257387_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TBBMy5OmyqI/AAAAAAAAAXo/E3kDeZV5rMs/s320/31343_1390845583462_1601799356_923239_5257387_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480965183749147298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-4706198277408661766?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/4706198277408661766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=4706198277408661766&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4706198277408661766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4706198277408661766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-its-10pm.html' title='So it&apos;s 10pm'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/TBBMy5OmyqI/AAAAAAAAAXo/E3kDeZV5rMs/s72-c/31343_1390845583462_1601799356_923239_5257387_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-8995387516385375467</id><published>2010-06-03T10:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T10:31:03.260-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex and the city'/><title type='text'>Sex and the City 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://image.shutterstock.com/display_pic_with_logo/262/262,1107003864,3/stock-photo-a-pair-of-miniature-persian-or-arab-shoes-in-the-aladdin-style-122301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 325px;" src="http://image.shutterstock.com/display_pic_with_logo/262/262,1107003864,3/stock-photo-a-pair-of-miniature-persian-or-arab-shoes-in-the-aladdin-style-122301.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I saw the new Sex and the City movie. It was cute and thankfully did not make me cry! I don't have much to say about it. Except that I now understand why people don't tell me I look like SJP anymore, poor girlfriend is not aging so gracefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I like that Patty Field had Carrie wear some pieces that she had worn in the show like the Dior Newsprint Dress, and the J'adore dior t-shirt (I wonder if I still have mine?). It's a nice sign of the financial rut we're in, and people DO wear things more than once. Even people with a closet like Carrie's. The clothes were not as amazing as the first movie. I loved a lot of the  pieces that Samantha wore. And actually even Miranda. I think that Carrie was dressed way young in a lot of scenes. I loved the big Indian skirt with the Dior tee that she wore to the Souk, but I think I would even be too old to wear that! And I so want a pair of those shoes she bought with the horn on them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as a pretty serious Sex and the City fan, bad reviews weren't going to stop me from seeing this movie. It kind of spoke to where I'm at in my own "relationship."  IN a very light and fun way. It was nowhere near as good as the first movie, but it was a nice afternoon out with my mom. Twice during the movie, the power went out in the theater causing the movie to shut off. It was torrential downpouring out! And my poor Ann D knock off's got drenched! Never a dull moment around here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-8995387516385375467?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/8995387516385375467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=8995387516385375467&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/8995387516385375467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/8995387516385375467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/06/sex-and-city-2.html' title='Sex and the City 2'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-5552515895122675091</id><published>2010-06-01T11:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T11:18:48.942-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoshop'/><title type='text'>Yes, I am awesome.</title><content type='html'>I just made that shiny new banner all by myself in photoshop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-5552515895122675091?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/5552515895122675091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=5552515895122675091&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/5552515895122675091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/5552515895122675091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/06/yes-i-am-awesome.html' title='Yes, I am awesome.'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-7546993646532251453</id><published>2010-05-27T09:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T11:20:03.020-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red dress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MARY LOU VINTAGE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage dress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='navy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer scarf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whimsical dress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ruffle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pattern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1960s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red sash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bow'/><title type='text'>I'm obsessing over</title><content type='html'>this dress:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_54y1o_WDI/AAAAAAAAAXI/7CboKN_XSag/s1600/il_430xN.146893481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_54y1o_WDI/AAAAAAAAAXI/7CboKN_XSag/s320/il_430xN.146893481.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475947011716896818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the detailing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_544xbeuRI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/DvicAkXUztA/s1600/il_75x75.146525776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 75px; height: 75px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_544xbeuRI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/DvicAkXUztA/s320/il_75x75.146525776.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475947113665706258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I modeled it for&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/47966410/vintage-whimsical-summer-dress"&gt; Mary Lou Vintage&lt;/a&gt; , and its just a leetle too tight for me to buy. But if someone is say a size 2 or a size 4 with a small décolletage, you have to get it. And take lots of pictures of it with all sorts of fun shoes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-7546993646532251453?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/7546993646532251453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=7546993646532251453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/7546993646532251453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/7546993646532251453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-obsessing-over.html' title='I&apos;m obsessing over'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_54y1o_WDI/AAAAAAAAAXI/7CboKN_XSag/s72-c/il_430xN.146893481.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-4335795469756712638</id><published>2010-05-27T09:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T09:49:52.167-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seagull skirt'/><title type='text'>I fell in love with a skirt (and a poodle),</title><content type='html'>fell in love once, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_53y88L8RI/AAAAAAAAAW4/4BwnNdsaqkY/s1600/DSC_0168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_53y88L8RI/AAAAAAAAAW4/4BwnNdsaqkY/s320/DSC_0168.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475945914164834578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm lost completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_537J-hSfI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Cds575VPd-c/s1600/DSC_0169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_537J-hSfI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Cds575VPd-c/s320/DSC_0169.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475946055103236594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am obsessed with the Seagull Skirt. My Nana loved it, too, and is pretty sure its from the 50s. &lt;br /&gt;Vintage Seagull skirt, worn with:&lt;br /&gt;H&amp;M tank&lt;br /&gt;Forever 21 Turtle Necklace&lt;br /&gt;Vintage chain necklace&lt;br /&gt;Handmade bracelet&lt;br /&gt;J Crew Flip Flops for walking around purposes only!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-4335795469756712638?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/4335795469756712638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=4335795469756712638&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4335795469756712638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4335795469756712638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-fell-in-love-with-skirt-and-poodle.html' title='I fell in love with a skirt (and a poodle),'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_53y88L8RI/AAAAAAAAAW4/4BwnNdsaqkY/s72-c/DSC_0168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-4789035855256801789</id><published>2010-05-25T11:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T11:40:53.105-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There's still a little bit of you laced, with my doubts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_vuyEeUEbI/AAAAAAAAAWw/mSR2ilSiTjo/s1600/DSC_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_vuyEeUEbI/AAAAAAAAAWw/mSR2ilSiTjo/s320/DSC_0173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475232315960725938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_vuhc2eMtI/AAAAAAAAAWo/NDku9yzlBLo/s1600/DSC_0172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_vuhc2eMtI/AAAAAAAAAWo/NDku9yzlBLo/s320/DSC_0172.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475232030446727890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_vuhFsn_2I/AAAAAAAAAWg/QGqP7igKYNQ/s1600/DSC_0171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_vuhFsn_2I/AAAAAAAAAWg/QGqP7igKYNQ/s320/DSC_0171.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475232024231411554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_vugR-oynI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Yrq7WGqaZCs/s1600/DSC_0169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_vugR-oynI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Yrq7WGqaZCs/s320/DSC_0169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475232010348317298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_vugEC9WWI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/4xWPasPrw4U/s1600/DSC_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_vugEC9WWI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/4xWPasPrw4U/s320/DSC_0168.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475232006608345442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_vufsbshnI/AAAAAAAAAWI/IUSYoMaYVBc/s1600/DSC_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_vufsbshnI/AAAAAAAAAWI/IUSYoMaYVBc/s320/DSC_0166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475232000269649522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been loving lace. and all things that lace.&lt;br /&gt;Top to Bottom:&lt;br /&gt;Vintage Skirt, &lt;a href="http://www.modernmillieshop.com/"&gt;Modern Millie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tee, Roadarte for Target&lt;br /&gt;Pretzel necklace, handcrafted found at &lt;a href="http://www.sisterswethree.com/"&gt;Sisters We Three&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann D Knockoffs, Forever21&lt;br /&gt;Lace Cut out Sheath Dress, Forever 21&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-4789035855256801789?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/4789035855256801789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=4789035855256801789&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4789035855256801789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4789035855256801789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/05/theres-still-little-bit-of-you-laced.html' title='There&apos;s still a little bit of you laced, with my doubts'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_vuyEeUEbI/AAAAAAAAAWw/mSR2ilSiTjo/s72-c/DSC_0173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-7197394202969243022</id><published>2010-05-20T10:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T10:22:36.014-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newburyport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wrap skirt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage dress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i wore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charlie'/><title type='text'>Outfits!</title><content type='html'>Since, I've been on a vintage buying binge I've resolved to wear everything! I don't want to just be collecting all these awesome pieces and admiring them on their hangers. I have a tendency to not want to use a lotion if I love it a super lot because I want it to last forever, and I can kind of get like that with vintage. But what's the sense in having this amazing collection and not enjoying it on myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's what I wore this weekend, when my ATL Biffle was visiting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_VELy8nvHI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Tgz9gdeICCA/s1600/K+pix+159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_VELy8nvHI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Tgz9gdeICCA/s320/K+pix+159.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473355891583990898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_VELtWCsRI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/8-OuIoFIO0I/s1600/K+pix+160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_VELtWCsRI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/8-OuIoFIO0I/s320/K+pix+160.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473355890080002322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_VELChOIxI/AAAAAAAAAVI/6iRnDHtZkws/s1600/K+pix+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_VELChOIxI/AAAAAAAAAVI/6iRnDHtZkws/s320/K+pix+162.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473355878584165138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_VEKlJF8sI/AAAAAAAAAVA/JMYugnYrvT4/s1600/K+pix+150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_VEKlJF8sI/AAAAAAAAAVA/JMYugnYrvT4/s320/K+pix+150.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473355870698336962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vintage 60s/70s silk wrap skirt worn with plain black T, F21 leggings, J Crew flip flops (for walking around downtown Salem purposes), F21 elephant necklace,  Raybans and Charlie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_VFGDekhLI/AAAAAAAAAWA/PfIlOukHeGk/s1600/K+pix+470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_VFGDekhLI/AAAAAAAAAWA/PfIlOukHeGk/s320/K+pix+470.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473356892453766322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_VFF2hX27I/AAAAAAAAAV4/dM3VM2RiH7o/s1600/K+pix+471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_VFF2hX27I/AAAAAAAAAV4/dM3VM2RiH7o/s320/K+pix+471.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473356888975858610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_VFFQxHNMI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3YdVQIv4wIs/s1600/K+pix+475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_VFFQxHNMI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3YdVQIv4wIs/s320/K+pix+475.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473356878841328834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_VFE-ux3iI/AAAAAAAAAVo/4o22DLYUcE0/s1600/K+pix+476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_VFE-ux3iI/AAAAAAAAAVo/4o22DLYUcE0/s320/K+pix+476.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473356873999703586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_VFEiXX0cI/AAAAAAAAAVg/gKznrM1I0RY/s1600/K+pix+481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_VFEiXX0cI/AAAAAAAAAVg/gKznrM1I0RY/s320/K+pix+481.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473356866385334722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vintage hand made dress worn with F21 leggings, Coach Sandals, Raybans on my face and Marc Jacobs sunnies on my head and a Beverly Feldman bag that belongs to Wendi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pamela, my ATL Biffle, gets all the credit for these photos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-7197394202969243022?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/7197394202969243022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=7197394202969243022&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/7197394202969243022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/7197394202969243022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/05/outfits.html' title='Outfits!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S_VELy8nvHI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Tgz9gdeICCA/s72-c/K+pix+159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-4476595782883159137</id><published>2010-05-13T10:18:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T09:36:28.592-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earrings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MARY LOU VINTAGE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lilly pullitzer lion dress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skirt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><title type='text'>A Moment. A love. A dream aloud.</title><content type='html'>Hey Hey Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm a year older. And I'd like to think a lot wiser, too. I've had a lot going on and I'm starting to see the forest through the trees. or for the trees. Or whatever that saying is. Life is good. Life is imperfect. And we only have this moment. So I say, live it up, bitches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly have been. Who really needs sleep? Or three squares. Not when there are puppies to play with, parties to attend, friends to laugh with, potential new boos and vintage stores to scour. Living life. That's what I'm doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been finding so many amazing vintage pieces, thanks to Erin of M&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/nattyvintage"&gt;ary Lou Vintag&lt;/a&gt;e and with some help from the lovely ladies at &lt;a href="http://www.modernmillieshop.com/"&gt;Modern Milli&lt;/a&gt;e. I'm actually gearing up to write a column on just vintage, which is something I've wanted to do for like four years now and have always felt totally intimidated by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wanted to start cataloguing some of my awesome finds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-wNsNMx4QI/AAAAAAAAATo/N5qDVIoMClM/s1600/DSC_0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-wNsNMx4QI/AAAAAAAAATo/N5qDVIoMClM/s320/DSC_0073.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470762700456976642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This skirt is from the 60s ans it screams California to me. I can't wait to wear it this summer! (The other great thing about Erin is she knows her stuff, so its cool to have someone be able to look at the tag and look at the cut and know what decade something came from.) Purchased at Bananas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-wPeZ_ooBI/AAAAAAAAAUw/eqI3azea0jY/s1600/DSC_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-wPeZ_ooBI/AAAAAAAAAUw/eqI3azea0jY/s320/DSC_0080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470764662396592146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-wPd8k9cmI/AAAAAAAAAUo/SAPF-E8_6Nw/s1600/DSC_0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-wPd8k9cmI/AAAAAAAAAUo/SAPF-E8_6Nw/s320/DSC_0079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470764654500082274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mufasa Dress. Normally, Lilly Pullitzer makes me gag a little. But I love pink and green together and when I saw the lion faces, I knew it had to be mine! Found this gem at Bananas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-wPKTV3_UI/AAAAAAAAAUg/O5KrLBxrt6U/s1600/DSC_0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-wPKTV3_UI/AAAAAAAAAUg/O5KrLBxrt6U/s320/DSC_0074.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470764317013441858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-wPJ0oyA-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/IcpeXMTOP4g/s1600/DSC_0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-wPJ0oyA-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/IcpeXMTOP4g/s320/DSC_0073.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470764308771242978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wrap skirt is from the 60s or 70s. It's so gorgeous and reversible! I wore it to a work function with just a tight black t-shirt, leggings, heels and my elephant necklace and I loved it! This was a Savers find!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-wO6ecszBI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/gsqIOq5DNBg/s1600/DSC_0078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-wO6ecszBI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/gsqIOq5DNBg/s320/DSC_0078.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470764045116951570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pink and gold earrings are vintage, too. DOn't worry, I sanitized the crap out of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-wOuTYMDzI/AAAAAAAAAUI/IQJEkRNDonw/s1600/DSC_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-wOuTYMDzI/AAAAAAAAAUI/IQJEkRNDonw/s320/DSC_0077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470763835986808626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved this necklace. Its almost a choker and has an Atlantis feel to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-wOhVRYjSI/AAAAAAAAAUA/7AinW51HCk8/s1600/DSC_0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-wOhVRYjSI/AAAAAAAAAUA/7AinW51HCk8/s320/DSC_0076.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470763613156838690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the 80s, but has a 40s feel to it. From Modern MIllie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-wOXrSpgBI/AAAAAAAAAT4/wwveZer5FZ4/s1600/DSC_0075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-wOXrSpgBI/AAAAAAAAAT4/wwveZer5FZ4/s320/DSC_0075.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470763447269031954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one from Modern Millie. Definitely hand made and will look awesome belted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-wOLeFLhJI/AAAAAAAAATw/th7bLrDc0RA/s1600/DSC_0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-wOLeFLhJI/AAAAAAAAATw/th7bLrDc0RA/s320/DSC_0074.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470763237564449938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this skirt. I am going to lift the skirt and put darts in it to make it more voluminous. Also from Bananas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't leave out this little monkey! He's the best shopping sidekick ever. He loves to sit on the seats in dressing rooms while I try clothes on. And he loves hanging out with his Auntie Erin and sometimes his Grammy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-wPxBjxFSI/AAAAAAAAAU4/HQ9ZE3k_44U/s1600/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-wPxBjxFSI/AAAAAAAAAU4/HQ9ZE3k_44U/s320/DSC_0083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470764982254769442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-4476595782883159137?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/4476595782883159137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=4476595782883159137&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4476595782883159137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4476595782883159137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/05/moment-love-dream-aloud.html' title='A Moment. A love. A dream aloud.'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-wNsNMx4QI/AAAAAAAAATo/N5qDVIoMClM/s72-c/DSC_0073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-695519257664359676</id><published>2010-05-06T10:19:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T12:02:20.994-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i wore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i&apos;m wearing today'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charlie'/><title type='text'>I'm Bringing Jenny Back.</title><content type='html'>Hello, Lovers. In case you haven't noticed, I've been in a funk. It's more than just being busy with the new job and the baby puppy, but that's all I really care to say. And that's all that really matters, since I think I'm finally snapping out of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had a happy and safe Cinco de Mayo! Nothing like shots of Patron and pre-birthday shenanigans! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to this beautiful sunshiney weather, I've been loving taking lots of pictures. So here are a bunch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-LRtc1SEJI/AAAAAAAAASY/4VcgD98bwZw/s1600/DSC_0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-LRtc1SEJI/AAAAAAAAASY/4VcgD98bwZw/s320/DSC_0053.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468163476345196690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todd Farm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-LR3YhCcvI/AAAAAAAAASg/sIcuuVw-r9A/s1600/DSC_0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-LR3YhCcvI/AAAAAAAAASg/sIcuuVw-r9A/s320/DSC_0008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468163646985237234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure out the brogues...&lt;br /&gt;Blazer F21&lt;br /&gt;Dress &lt;a href="http://www.lulus.com/"&gt;LuLu's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Leggings&lt;br /&gt;Giant Bow - Claire's&lt;br /&gt;Brogues - Steve Madden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-LSSoQZXsI/AAAAAAAAASo/x67jgikvJ_g/s1600/DSC_0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-LSSoQZXsI/AAAAAAAAASo/x67jgikvJ_g/s320/DSC_0012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468164115066871490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modeling a gorgeous maxi dress for &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/nattyvintage"&gt;Mary Lou Vintage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-LSxXdUjmI/AAAAAAAAATI/TtVeQ_xoBOE/s1600/DSC_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-LSxXdUjmI/AAAAAAAAATI/TtVeQ_xoBOE/s320/DSC_0100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468164643133623906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-LSwqiaZbI/AAAAAAAAATA/3FPwHxILGFk/s1600/DSC_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-LSwqiaZbI/AAAAAAAAATA/3FPwHxILGFk/s320/DSC_0078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468164631075382706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-LSwawl-mI/AAAAAAAAAS4/sGYuM2PR78s/s1600/DSC_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-LSwawl-mI/AAAAAAAAAS4/sGYuM2PR78s/s320/DSC_0070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468164626839894626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-LSv8mmX0I/AAAAAAAAASw/P8XAlAoYr1c/s1600/DSC_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-LSv8mmX0I/AAAAAAAAASw/P8XAlAoYr1c/s320/DSC_0054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468164618744913730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puppies and Nature ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-LTDZEBlzI/AAAAAAAAATQ/E9SoQ1p5snI/s1600/DSC_0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-LTDZEBlzI/AAAAAAAAATQ/E9SoQ1p5snI/s320/DSC_0062.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468164952802039602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to rock the seagull skirt!  With a random white t-shirt and Jessica Simpson strappy sandals. I wore this to go shopping with Miss Erin of Mary Lou Vintage. We found some great pieces for her &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/46248435/1980s-black-sequin-promparty-dress?ref=v1_other_1"&gt;etsy shop&lt;/a&gt;. And I, of course, found some stuff for my own personal collection... I've been feeling super inspired thanks to Erin. I bought the cutest dress at &lt;a href="http://www.modernmillieshop.com/"&gt;Modern Millie &lt;/a&gt;the other day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-LTyr7vmoI/AAAAAAAAATY/LMQR7Elpp8s/s1600/DSC_0089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-LTyr7vmoI/AAAAAAAAATY/LMQR7Elpp8s/s320/DSC_0089.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468165765321431682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinco de Mayo! &lt;br /&gt;F21 Blazer&lt;br /&gt;Very Old Sequinned T - Old Navy, I think&lt;br /&gt;Express Jeans&lt;br /&gt;Guess Pumps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-LUCVCxnrI/AAAAAAAAATg/iM3dNcuyF6k/s1600/DSC_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-LUCVCxnrI/AAAAAAAAATg/iM3dNcuyF6k/s320/DSC_0092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468166034054815410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Shoes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-695519257664359676?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/695519257664359676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=695519257664359676&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/695519257664359676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/695519257664359676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-bringing-jenny-back.html' title='I&apos;m Bringing Jenny Back.'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S-LRtc1SEJI/AAAAAAAAASY/4VcgD98bwZw/s72-c/DSC_0053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-4030658914296093762</id><published>2010-04-29T11:20:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T11:32:15.543-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kensie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uggs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='betsey johnson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guess nude pumps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flats'/><title type='text'>This is not a puppy blog...</title><content type='html'>About six &lt;STRIKE&gt;months &lt;/STRIKE&gt; weeks ago, I promised Sam some pictures of the shoes I had been compulsively buying. So finally, I am posting about all my shoesies, and some new additions, too. Without further ado:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S9mmRDKU-jI/AAAAAAAAASQ/egyUOnSRLxA/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 136px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S9mmRDKU-jI/AAAAAAAAASQ/egyUOnSRLxA/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465582434627418674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink Ugg Flats. for work. but they are not too comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S9mltHChrSI/AAAAAAAAASI/UXbHAq_Rd4M/s1600/MELIN_BLACK-LEATHER_side_zoom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S9mltHChrSI/AAAAAAAAASI/UXbHAq_Rd4M/s320/MELIN_BLACK-LEATHER_side_zoom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465581817193147682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Madden brogues. Bought due to a bad heel and cobblestone incident on Newbury St. Still trying to figure them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S9mlkxpIZWI/AAAAAAAAASA/8eahmmciICU/s1600/img-thing.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S9mlkxpIZWI/AAAAAAAAASA/8eahmmciICU/s320/img-thing.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465581674010535266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flats from Tarjay. Great for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S9mkxwjtcVI/AAAAAAAAAR4/q27uUVSHI2Y/s1600/6628-494130-d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S9mkxwjtcVI/AAAAAAAAAR4/q27uUVSHI2Y/s320/6628-494130-d.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465580797546033490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess Nude Pumps. I love these and wear them all the time. Not the best for puppy school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S9mklHjFSVI/AAAAAAAAARw/DHbfXPb3IS8/s1600/414osqpDbtL._SL500__SS140_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S9mklHjFSVI/AAAAAAAAARw/DHbfXPb3IS8/s320/414osqpDbtL._SL500__SS140_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465580580379117906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kensie Ballet flats. I am sucker for Kensie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S9mkbTifovI/AAAAAAAAARo/HD9v-AJz85M/s1600/51G9c5i7mrL._SL500__SS140_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S9mkbTifovI/AAAAAAAAARo/HD9v-AJz85M/s320/51G9c5i7mrL._SL500__SS140_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465580411799184114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betsey Johnson's scored for $15 at the amazing Gloucester Marshalls&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-4030658914296093762?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/4030658914296093762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=4030658914296093762&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4030658914296093762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4030658914296093762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-is-not-puppy-blog.html' title='This is not a puppy blog...'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S9mmRDKU-jI/AAAAAAAAASQ/egyUOnSRLxA/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-1350427563717926420</id><published>2010-04-27T09:26:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T09:36:09.104-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playing dress up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MARY LOU VINTAGE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jumpsuits'/><title type='text'>Mary Lou Vintage!</title><content type='html'>Last night, I had the honor of helping a friend get her etsy shop under way! Last Sunday,  I was at a baby shower chatting with Miss Erin about her massive collection of vintage clothing that she wants to start selling and I did what any fashion obsessed girl would do: invited myself over! But I also offered to help her get an etsy shop going and agreed to model for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so much fun checking out some of Erin's collection! And she even gave me two adorable skirts that I am dying to wear. One has seagulls on it. yes, I said seagulls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a horrible vintage shopper, I can never envision how things will look on. Especially when they look weird on the hanger. But Erin has the eye. She actually helped me find the amazing 40s dress that I wore&lt;a href="http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/12/v-is-for-vixen.html"&gt; here.&lt;/a&gt;  So it was really neat to see how these piles of dresses that Erin had laid out transformed into gorgeousness! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple of the items that we listed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S9bnnI74YKI/AAAAAAAAARg/Nxx6r8QjWiw/s1600/il_430xN.140161144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S9bnnI74YKI/AAAAAAAAARg/Nxx6r8QjWiw/s320/il_430xN.140161144.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464809857460232354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S9bnm3yrwtI/AAAAAAAAARY/YhL2k6_48VM/s1600/il_75x75.140161200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 75px; height: 75px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S9bnm3yrwtI/AAAAAAAAARY/YhL2k6_48VM/s320/il_75x75.140161200.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464809852858254034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S9bnmWestWI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ubdGEmehAhU/s1600/il_430xN.140172893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S9bnmWestWI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ubdGEmehAhU/s320/il_430xN.140172893.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464809843916060002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/nattyvintage"&gt;Mary Lou Vintage&lt;/a&gt; was born! These two amazing pieces are &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/nattyvintage"&gt;available now&lt;/a&gt;. More to come later today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-1350427563717926420?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/1350427563717926420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=1350427563717926420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/1350427563717926420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/1350427563717926420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/04/mary-lou-vintage.html' title='Mary Lou Vintage!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S9bnnI74YKI/AAAAAAAAARg/Nxx6r8QjWiw/s72-c/il_430xN.140161144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-5561104886577599001</id><published>2010-04-17T07:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T07:59:24.138-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to Step-Daddy Distiller!&lt;br /&gt;Love you lots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-5561104886577599001?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/5561104886577599001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=5561104886577599001&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/5561104886577599001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/5561104886577599001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-3315387943427742169</id><published>2010-04-11T08:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T08:57:06.385-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charlie'/><title type='text'>This might have been a new record...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S8HGsPXHa-I/AAAAAAAAARI/luA4KgRInJg/s1600/4490285914_d22d562873_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S8HGsPXHa-I/AAAAAAAAARI/luA4KgRInJg/s320/4490285914_d22d562873_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458862686689782754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for longest time without posting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its crazy how a six pound fur ball can totally change your life. Three weeks agp, I didn't have Charlie. And now I can barely remember what life was like without the little guy. I don't even think I updated with his name. Its Charles Emmett Mufasa Vincent-Brewer Charlie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I got Charlie he has gotten a hair cut, made lots of friends, started Puppy School, and jumped over two forms of baby gate. I have a circus dog!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S8HGR1Ovs2I/AAAAAAAAAQw/GvB-5bFcXEA/s1600/DSC_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S8HGR1Ovs2I/AAAAAAAAAQw/GvB-5bFcXEA/s320/DSC_0168.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458862232998753122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S8HGReYqYKI/AAAAAAAAAQo/6LnvFkSgUyc/s1600/DSC_0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S8HGReYqYKI/AAAAAAAAAQo/6LnvFkSgUyc/s320/DSC_0176.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458862226866331810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its also kind of crazy that I started my new job only two months ago. it feels like so long ago that I worked at my last job. I am feeling so much more comfortable working with the girls. And I really love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also loving living so close to the beach while we're having this gorgeous spring weather.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. I'll try to be better about posting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-3315387943427742169?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/3315387943427742169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=3315387943427742169&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/3315387943427742169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/3315387943427742169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-might-have-been-new-record.html' title='This might have been a new record...'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S8HGsPXHa-I/AAAAAAAAARI/luA4KgRInJg/s72-c/4490285914_d22d562873_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-3990036242181810214</id><published>2010-03-22T15:12:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T15:31:44.098-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday funday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby puppy'/><title type='text'>This is not what I had planned for my day!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I had plans to grab some breakfast with my roommate and her boyfriend in their matching Lion King t-shirts, before Miss Bumsey got here. I threw on my new blazer, and elephant necklace to go with the Lion King theme and was ready to spend the day shopping and chatting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S6fD0FruCpI/AAAAAAAAAQI/0xx3Xg7bK_4/s1600-h/DSC_0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S6fD0FruCpI/AAAAAAAAAQI/0xx3Xg7bK_4/s320/DSC_0023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451541173601438354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blazer: Forever 21&lt;br /&gt;Shirt: Rodarte for Target&lt;br /&gt;Jeans: Calvin Klein&lt;br /&gt;Elephant Necklace: Forever 21&lt;br /&gt;Brogues: Steve Madden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That all got derailed when we popped into &lt;a href="http://www.capeannanimalaid.com"&gt;Cape Ann Animal Aid.&lt;/a&gt; We went to go look at a pomeranian named Patty. I noticed Patty and then in the crate next to her was a scruffy black little pooch! It turned out that Patty had been adopted. But I was already falling hard for "Percy." When our friend's dad and brother showed up to take Patty home, I kind of felt like Percy was meant to be mine. He snuggled into my chest, and I just knew I couldn't leave him! So I made him mine! And I am so in looove!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to come up with a new name for him, since he is only 3 months he never responded to Percy. I am leaning towards Judah. He is such a love. A bit timid, but totally attached to me. He follows me everywhere and doesn't even need a leash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my new man:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S6fFKG8yCyI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ayqB2VloM-8/s1600-h/DSC_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S6fFKG8yCyI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ayqB2VloM-8/s320/DSC_0063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451542651410189090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S6fFJo4dFnI/AAAAAAAAAQY/UqoHzsmz7xM/s1600-h/DSC_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S6fFJo4dFnI/AAAAAAAAAQY/UqoHzsmz7xM/s320/DSC_0053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451542643338974834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S6fFJGf-EjI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/cazYqIKja3o/s1600-h/DSC_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S6fFJGf-EjI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/cazYqIKja3o/s320/DSC_0044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451542634109473330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I will take some photos of my new shoesies in a few, Sam!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-3990036242181810214?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/3990036242181810214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=3990036242181810214&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/3990036242181810214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/3990036242181810214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-is-not-what-i-had-planned-for-my.html' title='This is not what I had planned for my day!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S6fD0FruCpI/AAAAAAAAAQI/0xx3Xg7bK_4/s72-c/DSC_0023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-1058430320835263913</id><published>2010-03-21T08:33:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T08:45:52.378-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='betsey johnson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aimee not amy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='statement shoulders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoe shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balmain'/><title type='text'>Apparently, I have too much time on my hands.</title><content type='html'>But that video took, ten minutes, tops, &lt;STRIKE&gt; Dad!&lt;/STRIKE&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have been completely MIA. I have more of a commute to work now, and I'll be cruising along and ideas just pop into my head. I think "Must write blog about this!" and promptly forget. I should write this ish down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like my new job, but am still getting into the groove of my new schedule. I know, I shouldn't complain about having three days off, but I am not in the swing of it yet and my time management skills are suck. And pretty much Thursday afternoon -Saturday at 11pm I am completely out of commission. The highlight of my week was getting called a "cracker." Just kidding. I have lots of great moments with the kidlets when they aren't calling me names. Its nice to feel like I'm doing something good again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and! I went out with some coworkers the other night. Having coworkers, so fun! Liking everyone you work with: priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the Marshalls in Gloucester is DANGEROUS! I bought three pairs of shoes there last week. The highlight being some Betsey Johnson sandals for $15!!!! I also got some amazingly perfect nude pumps and Ugg flats for work. I have to wear flats or sneakers!! to work. the horror! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention, I also bought some brogues when I got my hair cut? The heels that I wore, which are usually comfortable, were killing my feet and totally ruining my shopping fun times. So I popped into Steve Madden and got black brogues. They're fun. I had been wanting some. I also got an adorbz shirt at Urban with statement shoulders! YAY! My next column, that I can't seem to finish, is all about the statement shoulder. Oh, how I love Balmain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that's four pairs of shoes in like a week. On top of some cheapy flats I got for work at Tarjay. 12 steps here I come! At least, I'll be stepping in style....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to spending this afternoon with Ms Bumsey! We're going to walk around downtown and get a snack and some drinks! YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-1058430320835263913?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/1058430320835263913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=1058430320835263913&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/1058430320835263913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/1058430320835263913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/03/apparently-i-have-too-much-time-on-my.html' title='Apparently, I have too much time on my hands.'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-2212091795760354693</id><published>2010-03-09T17:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T17:55:25.389-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair!</title><content type='html'>A slide show featuring my hairs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E_L7ykeMuRk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E_L7ykeMuRk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I couldn't donate it because of the highlights I had. So I got some more and had a lovely day on Newbury Street and catching up with my most awesome hair guy, Grant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do wonder when I will learn to not where heels into town.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-2212091795760354693?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/2212091795760354693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=2212091795760354693&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/2212091795760354693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/2212091795760354693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/03/hair.html' title='Hair!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-3158537594499339165</id><published>2010-03-09T07:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T11:39:12.457-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newbury st'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='observations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='james joseph studio'/><title type='text'>Hi!</title><content type='html'>I know, I know, I've been neglecting the blog big time. I've had so much stuff happening, I've just been too busy to sit down and update ya'll. So I just want to share some observations that I've made since starting my new job, moving and getting a new car (a Toyota&lt;STRIKE&gt;  Downgrade&lt;/STRIKE&gt; Corolla.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So having not really had any co workers for over three years, and having my own office, I have discovered that I have an extremely low tolerance for people. Namely annoying people. It's been a glorious 3 1/2 years, only surrounding myself with people that I like being around. So yeah, super low tolerance. And after going on and on about one of those annoying people to Pamela, I had a moment of self awareness and said I bet I am extra sensitive to this BS because I haven't had to deal with it. And she very sweetly said that's what she had been thinking.  Fortunately, I really like all my co-workers who I work with the most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also discovered that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking outside and seeing the ocean definitely outweighs having to drive twenty minutes on the highway to get anywhere aka "up the line". It's really so pretty, right out my front door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a hoarder. So is my roommate. I think of it more as "Two Girls Three Hairdryer" syndrome. Our apartment is looking better now, but for awhile there I was afraid someone was going to report us to "Hoarders."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a DVR is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;AMAZING!!!!!  &lt;/span&gt;Do I really need to say anymore on that matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three days off. In a row. Every week. Also amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going from an Audi to anything other than an Audi, is depressing. Other car makers don't design their cars to be super comfortable. Or with leather seats. And steering wheels that are softer than a baby's behind. I do like my new car. It's cheaper, newer and has way less miles. And I was a big girl and did all the obnoxious car buying myself!! But... &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;le sigh&lt;/span&gt;... I miss my leather seats. And having an armrest I can actually put my arm on. And not feeling like I'm driving a putt putt. Luckily, my family and friends are very non-observant and almost everyone has said it looks just like my other car. I wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think that's all. I am about to get ready to head to Newbury St to get my hairs did by the amazing, Grant. I intend to do walk around a bit, too. It's going to be 60!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-3158537594499339165?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/3158537594499339165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=3158537594499339165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/3158537594499339165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/3158537594499339165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/03/hi.html' title='Hi!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-399040155601081492</id><published>2010-03-08T18:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T18:25:22.020-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog of the week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kakie murray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kate&apos;s blog'/><title type='text'>Blog of the Week</title><content type='html'>So I have this friend from college. Somehow, she has metamorphisized from Easy Mac maker to this domesticated lady who never dream of leaving said Easy Mac on top of a bookcase for an entire semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I digress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started a blog to document her creations. &lt;br /&gt;Check out &lt;STRIKE&gt;Kake &lt;/STRIKE&gt; Kate here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="kakiemurray.blogspot.com"&gt;Kakie Murray&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-399040155601081492?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/399040155601081492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=399040155601081492&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/399040155601081492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/399040155601081492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/03/kakie-murray.html' title='Blog of the Week'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-6275518207226864507</id><published>2010-02-24T07:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T07:16:45.351-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ellen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vicodonna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new job'/><title type='text'>Everyday I become more and more like my dad.</title><content type='html'>Seriously, I swear someday I'm going to be waking up in the middle of the night and going to bed at like five pm like my dad. I woke up a full hour early today at 6am. What's the point having my awesome new schedule, when I can't even sleep late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But getting to watch Ellen is pretty sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, only informercials are on. (VidcoDonna, feel free to buy me one of those shake weights...) So I am watching the Duggars at the&lt;a href="http://creationmuseum.org/"&gt; Creation Museum&lt;/a&gt;. Man oh man do I want to go to that crazy place!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-6275518207226864507?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/6275518207226864507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=6275518207226864507&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6275518207226864507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6275518207226864507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/02/everyday-i-become-more-and-more-like-my.html' title='Everyday I become more and more like my dad.'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-6613490253770019595</id><published>2010-02-22T08:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T08:43:11.078-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fran&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='france'/><title type='text'>Let's Pretend it's Friday night.</title><content type='html'>I was patiently, sort of, waiting to go out at 10:30 for my dear friend, Shane's birthday. I don't know how the gays go out that late, but I needed some diet coke to keep me awake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's a girl to do when she's all dressed up too early to go out? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take narcisstic iphotobooth pictures of her giant sequined hair bow. duh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S4KIpm5GryI/AAAAAAAAAP4/YaLpTism--c/s1600-h/Photo+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S4KIpm5GryI/AAAAAAAAAP4/YaLpTism--c/s320/Photo+124.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441061548213055266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S4KIpdaQLjI/AAAAAAAAAPw/-49ky2r66Go/s1600-h/Photo+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S4KIpdaQLjI/AAAAAAAAAPw/-49ky2r66Go/s320/Photo+120.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441061545667735090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S4KIpIzDH2I/AAAAAAAAAPo/1uoNkPXQzC4/s1600-h/Photo+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S4KIpIzDH2I/AAAAAAAAAPo/1uoNkPXQzC4/s320/Photo+119.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441061540134592354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S4KIouBst2I/AAAAAAAAAPg/Q8450FXZLe0/s1600-h/Photo+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S4KIouBst2I/AAAAAAAAAPg/Q8450FXZLe0/s320/Photo+118.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441061532948281186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S4KIoMES65I/AAAAAAAAAPY/arMbATIjYZI/s1600-h/Photo+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S4KIoMES65I/AAAAAAAAAPY/arMbATIjYZI/s320/Photo+117.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441061523832368018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very upset Friday night, when my internet was so slow that I couldn't immediately post this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I aprticularly enjoy this horse smile:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S4KJOapRXsI/AAAAAAAAAQA/B70ZkIGkcbA/s1600-h/Photo+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S4KJOapRXsI/AAAAAAAAAQA/B70ZkIGkcbA/s320/Photo+121.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441062180580581058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I've been MIA. I've been pretty pooped with the new job, but I was actually excited on Sunday night to go back to work on Monday! I don't know that that's ever been the case before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for another video blog. It's a follow up to a Regretsy Christmas Gift. Let's just say my friend, Karin, will be getting some whimsical fuckery for her birthday....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-6613490253770019595?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/6613490253770019595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=6613490253770019595&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6613490253770019595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6613490253770019595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/02/lets-pretend-its-friday-night.html' title='Let&apos;s Pretend it&apos;s Friday night.'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S4KIpm5GryI/AAAAAAAAAP4/YaLpTism--c/s72-c/Photo+124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-1833781331149695661</id><published>2010-02-15T19:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T20:03:39.878-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i wore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i&apos;m wearing today'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forever 21'/><title type='text'>First Day!</title><content type='html'>Today was my first day at my new job! I'm really excited about it, but didn't really do much other than listen to speakers talk about the philosophy of the program and fill out paperwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun figuring out what I was going to wear and actually being around other cutely dressed people. I wore a new sweater I bought over the weekend. The boy was with me when I bought it and even told me it was really cute. I love it because it is very Balmain-esque and it's super soft. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S3nuelTeFqI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/D1yh_7_hhyE/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S3nuelTeFqI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/D1yh_7_hhyE/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438640234203846306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please ignore my half asleep expression. &lt;br /&gt;Balmain-esque sweater - forever 21&lt;br /&gt;cami - old navy&lt;br /&gt;black pants - H&amp;M&lt;br /&gt;shoes - Steve Madden&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-1833781331149695661?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/1833781331149695661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=1833781331149695661&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/1833781331149695661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/1833781331149695661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-day.html' title='First Day!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S3nuelTeFqI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/D1yh_7_hhyE/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-8216624584557007767</id><published>2010-02-12T16:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T16:41:11.200-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faryl robin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alexander mcqueen'/><title type='text'>Dawn Breaks like a Bull through the Hall</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my last day at work! I am feeling super calm and very happy with my decision. I've spent the day finishing up my Grad school application, cuddling little Lily (the cutest baby ever) and having some me time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go by Endicott to have my transcripts sent over so I decided to just go there instead of doing it online. So much was different on campus! And people were ice skating on the ponds! We never got to do that! Then I drove up to West Beach and took some pictures. From my perch on the wall. I was not wearing beach walking shoes;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S3XI5wt9uuI/AAAAAAAAAPI/9q4IvOPyilQ/s1600-h/DSC_0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S3XI5wt9uuI/AAAAAAAAAPI/9q4IvOPyilQ/s320/DSC_0353.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437473019775531746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S3XI5DxOaiI/AAAAAAAAAPA/5deVRRbBoGE/s1600-h/DSC_0351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S3XI5DxOaiI/AAAAAAAAAPA/5deVRRbBoGE/s320/DSC_0351.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437473007709612578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S3XI4lpyJ_I/AAAAAAAAAO4/kkzr-ey7aAk/s1600-h/DSC_0356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S3XI4lpyJ_I/AAAAAAAAAO4/kkzr-ey7aAk/s320/DSC_0356.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437472999625336818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S3XI4R0k_QI/AAAAAAAAAOw/1PMQctuJTlE/s1600-h/DSC_0355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S3XI4R0k_QI/AAAAAAAAAOw/1PMQctuJTlE/s320/DSC_0355.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437472994301902082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore these shoes today because the shape kind of reminds me of those crazy Alexander McQueen shoes. I hope he's in peace now. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-8216624584557007767?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/8216624584557007767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=8216624584557007767&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/8216624584557007767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/8216624584557007767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/02/dawn-breaks-like-bull-through-hall.html' title='Dawn Breaks like a Bull through the Hall'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S3XI5wt9uuI/AAAAAAAAAPI/9q4IvOPyilQ/s72-c/DSC_0353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-2624467278293425276</id><published>2010-02-11T09:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T10:21:46.025-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brewer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my name'/><title type='text'>I ♥ My Name</title><content type='html'>It light of a recent comment from &lt;STRIKE&gt;Chris&lt;/STRIKE&gt; some jealous Brewer-wanna-be, I thought I would take a moment to tell you all how much I LOVE my name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean seriously. Jenny Brewer. It just rolls off your tongue. It's clearly fun to say since about 90% of my friends and family call me Jenny Brewer when they greet me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brewer. it makes you think of beer and whiskey, tea, too, I guess. What last name could be cooler? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously love my name. After almost twenty nine years as Jenny Brewer, I am not sure I will ever be able to part with like if I ever get married. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for "The Brewers," I would say that a certain someone &lt;STRIKE&gt;Chris&lt;/STRIKE&gt; should feel super special to know the two coolest Brewers around. And maybe these feelings he is feeling, the jealousy, the sadness, the feelings of hopelessness would be cured if he just accepted the fact that his Brewers are pretty freaking awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or no whoopie pies for you, Mister!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-2624467278293425276?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/2624467278293425276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=2624467278293425276&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/2624467278293425276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/2624467278293425276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-my-name.html' title='I ♥ My Name'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-7741912032878184130</id><published>2010-02-09T08:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T08:41:53.124-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vicotom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vicodonna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hi dad'/><title type='text'>!!!BREAKING NEWS!!!</title><content type='html'>This just in folks. VicoDonna has been dethroned. My Dad is now also on the  vics. So now we have: VicoTom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2794/4343590548_a0b61b47db_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 81px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2794/4343590548_a0b61b47db_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, he can't be too far gone. He managed to figure out how to send me a message with the new Facebook set-up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-7741912032878184130?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/7741912032878184130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=7741912032878184130&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/7741912032878184130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/7741912032878184130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/02/breaking-news.html' title='!!!BREAKING NEWS!!!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-746485272712213763</id><published>2010-02-08T22:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T22:24:08.026-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trashy tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yorkshire terrier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bruin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teen mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vicodonna'/><title type='text'>Are you ready for some football??</title><content type='html'>Um no? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my SuperBowl Sunday sleeping in, sewing and watching trashy TV. My future roommate, Wendi, called and said she felt like hanging out but that I didn't have to entertain her. Like practice for being roommates. So she came over, after kidnapping my puppy. We ended up chatting and being sillly and watching a Teen Mom marathon, natch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn.wg.uproxx.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/teen-mom1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 362px;" src="http://cdn.wg.uproxx.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/teen-mom1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while we were watching and chatting about my mom and her &lt;STRIKE&gt; vicodin problem&lt;/STRIKE&gt; various knee injuries, Wendi said "How did they meet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I proceeded to say "well he was friends with her old brother and her family was really mad that he started dating her because he's so much older, but then she got pregnant and they were really mad."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendi stared at me blankly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on to say "well he's like in his twenties and she was like 16."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blink. Stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pointed at the tv, and said something about Gary blah blah.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendi cracked up. And realized I was talking about Amber and Gary on Teen Mom and not MY mom and step dad who were practically geriatric when they met. And thankfully never procreated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is a sign that I watch way too much trashy TV.... nah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-746485272712213763?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/746485272712213763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=746485272712213763&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/746485272712213763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/746485272712213763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/02/are-you-ready-for-some-football.html' title='Are you ready for some football??'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-2490105555935545094</id><published>2010-02-08T21:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:52:08.114-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trashy tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bench monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tinsley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teen mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blythe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clio'/><title type='text'>It's Bench Monday, Bishes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4014/4342406388_708317d21f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 184px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4014/4342406388_708317d21f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of the new year, I got all ambitious and decided to start doing all sorts of photo projects: &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/1231828@N25/pool/"&gt;A Doll Every Day&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/1324316@N23/pool/"&gt;weekly Dolly Diptychs&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/1040132@N20/pool/"&gt;Bench Mondays &lt;/a&gt;to name a few. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/1040132@N20/pool/"&gt;Bench Monday&lt;/a&gt; is a flickr group that is basically photos of you standing on a bench on a  Monday. Only Monday. But you don't have to do it every week. I finally did my first one tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4019/4341304427_cf2ce8717e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 340px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4019/4341304427_cf2ce8717e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started packing for my move, and saw these shoes sitting in the back of my closet. I remember almost throwing them in the Goodwill pile when I moved here. But I couldn't. I bought them the fall after college maybe? So like late 2003. They were so super of the moment then. And I loved them so so much. I wore the crap out of them. I remember particularly liking to wear them with a tight J'adore Dior t-shirt and these weirdly washed Calvin Klein jeans. ahhh memories. I wore them to Clio for one of the best dinners of my life. And I was so proud whenever I got complimented on them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2740/4341622207_0a1f4bff1c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 340px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2740/4341622207_0a1f4bff1c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I was out running an errand, I realized I had almost the same pair in dolly sized (actually from a Barbie I had when I was little). So I came home and Tinsley also participated in Bench Monday! I managed to use the concept of hot pink pumps for all three of my photo projects in one day. Now if that isn't multi tasking, I don't know what is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-2490105555935545094?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/2490105555935545094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=2490105555935545094&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/2490105555935545094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/2490105555935545094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-bench-monday-bishes.html' title='It&apos;s Bench Monday, Bishes.'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4014/4342406388_708317d21f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-8096971209138509592</id><published>2010-02-05T08:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T09:02:31.734-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food network'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vicodonna'/><title type='text'>Situation Food Network and Other Misfortunes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4012/4332574952_dc6e151958_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 81px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4012/4332574952_dc6e151958_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my mom, VicoDonna, laid up with a laptop in her possession no one is safe. Not my friends, not my boyfriend, not my Dad (aka her ex-husband) and not even the Food Network. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when I arrived last night to babysit her drugged up ass. She began telling me about the latest Food Network host she can't stand and that she DOUBLE DIPPED! So my mom wrote to the Food Network about how gross that is. Then she said she wanted to email two of my friends, who I email a lot because they live far away: &lt;a href="http://www.lawdedas.com/"&gt;Pam &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://puppymonger.blogspot.com/"&gt;Karin&lt;/a&gt;. She told them about the horrors of the double dipping, too. She also remarked upon how this host SHIMMIES around and waves her hands around weirdly when she is talking. THE HORROR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she remembered that her favorite Le Creseut dish had cracked in half while in the oven. So she wrote to them about this "misfortune." Then she began emailing the Wet Snuggie about who knows what, most likely it had something to do with her Cougar instincts and the giant lady boner that his pecs stir in her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also informed me that she checked all the tags that I use in my blog to make sure that I mention her more than my Dad. She realizes that this is still up for debate since I am lazy and don't always tag things properly. So apparently, its now a competition. Which parent comments more, and which one is mentioned more. This makes me wonder if all of her stunts weren't just to get a mention on the blog. What a famewhore! Is that genetic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But fear not, Parents! I happily take bribes! You want on my blog? I want some Loubs (size 7), those LV shoes that a certain parental taunts me with every time he is in Atlantic City, a macro lense, and a giant bag (I'm thinking LV) that will hold my camera and a doll. Cash is also always accepted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-8096971209138509592?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/8096971209138509592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=8096971209138509592&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/8096971209138509592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/8096971209138509592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/02/situation-food-network-and-other.html' title='Situation Food Network and Other Misfortunes'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-2367037570942423143</id><published>2010-02-03T11:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T11:32:28.706-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='columns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tooting my own horn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insite Boston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toot toot'/><title type='text'>Toot Toot!</title><content type='html'>Tooting my own horn. &lt;br /&gt;My latest column is up over on InSiteBoston.com. Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.insiteboston.com/fashion.html"&gt;HERE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-2367037570942423143?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/2367037570942423143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=2367037570942423143&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/2367037570942423143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/2367037570942423143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/02/toot-toot.html' title='Toot Toot!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-8727341204976312970</id><published>2010-02-02T19:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T19:52:49.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the other big change!!</title><content type='html'>I got a new job!! I will be working with teens again, and I am super excited! I'm also applying to Masters' programs for Social Work. So the new job is more in line with that. I gave my notice today, I was so super nervous but my boss was quite nice about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start February 15th. I am taking a bit of a pay cut, but I think my happiness is worth it. And the new apartment is going to be saving me a lot of money, so it will all work out. I am looking forward to using my brain, being busy at work and running around after kiddos again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-8727341204976312970?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/8727341204976312970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=8727341204976312970&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/8727341204976312970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/8727341204976312970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-other-big-change.html' title='And the other big change!!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-4284444604083773756</id><published>2010-02-02T09:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T09:52:49.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink, Money Signs and Skank.</title><content type='html'>Certain celebrities cause me to have this visceral reaction to them. Two come straight to mind. Pink and Hilary Swank. I don't know why. But they both cause me to shudder and my blood to boil. Pink's voice bugs me, I change the channel when her songs come on. The boy remarked on Pink's Grammy attire, or lack of, last night and I yelled at him. Something unintelligible about no hipped, tranny, fug mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I have a new "artist" to add to this list. Ke$sha. It pains me. PAINS me to type that freaking dollar sign. What a greasy little twit. How does one pronounce a dollar sign? I've heard her name pronounced multiple ways. I prefer to call her the girl with the stupid dollar sign in her name who sings that godawful song about brushing your teeth with whiskey. Her voice is so grating. She always looks like she is in need of a good bath and a new pair of tights. And what is up with all the black make-up. Are you goth? Or are you a party girl? Make up your mind, $i$ter. Or take a hike. I'd rather you take a hike. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part is, my office radio only gets one station. So I am stuck listening to her stupid song at least ten times a day. The same thing happened when Pink's nah-nah-nah-nah song was popular. Thankfully, all the Gaga that Kiss 108 plays sort of balances it all out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-4284444604083773756?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/4284444604083773756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=4284444604083773756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4284444604083773756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4284444604083773756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/02/pink-money-signs-and-skank.html' title='Pink, Money Signs and Skank.'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-6431987871346574567</id><published>2010-02-01T21:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T21:38:42.295-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.</title><content type='html'>I made a cd to listen to on a long ride the other day. I was quite proud of how it came out, so I thought I'd share it with you all. I've always had very eclectic taste in music. I like almost every genre from 80s pop to hip hop to "alternative." My itunes library has it all.  I was pretty psyched that this mix actually incorporated all different types of tunes and flowed together really well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't Tell Me Nothing &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kanye West &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Poker Face (Piano &amp; Voice Version) [Live]&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Lady GaGa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Caring Is Creepy &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Shins &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;L.E.S. Artistes &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Santigold&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Fly Above&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Kandi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad Romance (Chew Fu H1N1 Fix) &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lady GaGa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Man In the Mirror &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Michael Jackson &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shove It (feat. Spank Rock)&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Santigold&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;New Slang &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Shins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teeth &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lady GaGa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Pirate Looks at 40 &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jimmy Buffett&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Rain King (VH1 Storytellers) &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Counting Crows&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bastards of Young &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Replacements&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Creator &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Santigold vs. Switch and FreQ Nasty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human Nature [7" Edit] &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Human &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lady Sovereign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Want You Back &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Jackson 5&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Satellite of Love &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lou Reed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-6431987871346574567?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/6431987871346574567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=6431987871346574567&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6431987871346574567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6431987871346574567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-left-my-head-and-my-heart-on-dance.html' title='I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-1126541522171027787</id><published>2010-02-01T20:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T20:42:57.533-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='narcism'/><title type='text'>Enough about me, let's talk about you. What do you think about me?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I don't post because I feel like I don't want to be too narcissistic. Talking on and on about myself all the time. But tonight, watching&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; Julie&amp;Julia&lt;/span&gt;, I was reminded that is MY blog and it IS supposed to be all about ME!!&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; ME! ME! ME!&lt;/span&gt; So I'm going to just try to post more. Because as far as this blog is concerned, I am the center of the universe. Yeah! So there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-1126541522171027787?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/1126541522171027787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=1126541522171027787&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/1126541522171027787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/1126541522171027787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/02/enough-about-me-lets-talk-about-you.html' title='Enough about me, let&apos;s talk about you. What do you think about me?'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-961024830818476119</id><published>2010-01-31T22:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T22:10:34.976-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><title type='text'>Changes are coming!</title><content type='html'>I have had the busiest couple of weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some big changes are happening for me. I can only tell you about one of them at the moment, but I am moving! The Jendi will be cohabitating as of March 1st. For about six months. We are very excited about it and look forward to the chance to dedicate more time to our sweet dance moves, clothes borrowing and other Jendi activities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a relaxing, shenanigan filled weekend with friends in North Conway celebrating my friend, NancyPants' birthday. And this weekend got to ice skate with my boy and  spend some quality time wearing tacky Christmas sweaters with my most wonderful college friends. I also had my first psychic reading, and it was pretty intense and dead-on. I've also been babysitting my recently operated upon mother, who has been nicknamed VicoDonna...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates will be coming this week, my loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-961024830818476119?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/961024830818476119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=961024830818476119&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/961024830818476119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/961024830818476119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/01/changes-are-coming.html' title='Changes are coming!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-5570657094427542927</id><published>2010-01-21T09:27:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T13:15:03.415-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitchen mushrooms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='golden globes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drew barrymore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='versace'/><title type='text'>'Shr oo ms</title><content type='html'>Have  I ever mentioned that sometimes I get a mushroom or two growing up out of the tiles in my kitchen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep meaning to look them up in my Aunt's Audubon book, just for funsies. Well, thanks to Drew Barrymore and Versace, I don't have to do that anymore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.usatoday.net/communitymanager/_photos/lifeline-live/2010/01/17/Drew%20Barrymorex-inset-community.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 370px;" src="http://i.usatoday.net/communitymanager/_photos/lifeline-live/2010/01/17/Drew%20Barrymorex-inset-community.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually really love this dress. I am not sure I love it on Drew. It's a bit too edgy for her. I could see it better on SJP, an Olsen, or as more toned down look for Lady Gaga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-5570657094427542927?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/5570657094427542927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=5570657094427542927&amp;isPopup=true' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/5570657094427542927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/5570657094427542927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/01/shrooms.html' title='&apos;Shr oo ms'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-1124024014222974886</id><published>2010-01-19T15:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T15:03:11.622-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senate seat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marth coakley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senator Ted  Kennedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vote'/><title type='text'>Vote!</title><content type='html'>I am really glad that blogger has thrown up a bunch of Anti Scott Brown ads on my site. I must rant about equal rights and gay marriage enough for them to deduce that my leanings are in the words of Beyonce, to the left. to the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please consider my family when you cast your vote today, my fellow Massholes. As a vote for Martha Coakley is a vote FOR EQUALITY! Let's keep dear Ted's memory alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-1124024014222974886?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/1124024014222974886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=1124024014222974886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/1124024014222974886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/1124024014222974886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/01/vote.html' title='Vote!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-6965924040056002053</id><published>2010-01-15T11:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T11:57:40.105-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rodarte target fashion'/><title type='text'>Rodarte!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fashionmagazine.com/blogs/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/aug09rodarte_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 545px; height: 578px;" src="http://www.fashionmagazine.com/blogs/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/aug09rodarte_lg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I wasn't expecting much from the Rodarte for Target line. I was quite disappointed with the Anna Sui stuff. I actually never saw the Anna Sui around here, only in Atlanta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I popped in to Tarjay last night for some k-cups and as soon as I walked in I was bombarded with the Rodarte display. In a trance, I walked straight to it. I didn't even do my usual walk through the dollar aisle! My "I will only buy what I need" mantra quickly flew out of my head as I loaded my arms up with soft, lacey goodies.  The stuff is super cute, slightly edgy but with a feminine twist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I have ever seen any of the good GO collections at my Target. So this excitement practically caused me sing of my Lady Boner to everyone I passed on my way to the dressing room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried everything on and ended up buying that golden mustardy skirt in that photo above. I also really liked a nylon coat, but I am hoping it goes on clearance (it's actually the same pattern as one of the shirts on that rack in the photo).  I tried on that nude dress, but it is made for girls with a more training bra quality physique. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;**cough***cough***wendi***cough***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also passed by this adorable pair of simple kids flats that were bright teal in like a raincoat fabric. For nine dollars, I could not resist. What can I say, I've got tiny feet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-6965924040056002053?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/6965924040056002053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=6965924040056002053&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6965924040056002053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6965924040056002053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/01/rodarte.html' title='Rodarte!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-1082816227963526496</id><published>2010-01-14T22:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T22:32:38.768-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='donkey show'/><title type='text'>Every second counts on a clock that's ticking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S0_eD4uTF1I/AAAAAAAAAOo/A4fppv80htU/s1600-h/Photo+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S0_eD4uTF1I/AAAAAAAAAOo/A4fppv80htU/s320/Photo+129.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426800234352285522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, boos. Did you miss me? I've been busy, and had a cold last week so not much to write about except boogers and the joys of Nyquil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since, I enjoy lists, here is a list of the past weeks events:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♔ Went bowling for a lovely friend's birthday. I got a 34. I'll hang on a second so you can be impressed..... OKay. Then ran into my &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;mother's&lt;/span&gt; friends at a pub. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♔ I went to the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TXpX13rhQIM"&gt;Donkey Show,&lt;/a&gt; with some friends and now I prefer my men covered in glitter. Delish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs240.snc3/22778_1300050230701_1513794997_30809980_3200033_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs240.snc3/22778_1300050230701_1513794997_30809980_3200033_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at that creepster in the background!&lt;br /&gt;Photo Credit: K&lt;a href="http://kimmimnaugh.com/Welcome.html"&gt;im Mimnaugh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♔ Wore a Fundie-esque dress for the premier of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Big Love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♔ Had a cappuccino with an old professor, who has become an awesome friend, the fabulous and fresh-faced &lt;a href="http://lauriestolarz.com/"&gt;Laurie Stolarz&lt;/a&gt;. She said I am good on camera, so be prepared for some more video blogs from this girl! It's always nice to catch up and talk trashy TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♔ Went to my first book club. Loved it. Ate delish fondue (that's French for queso, &lt;a href="http://muffsmidlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Muffs&lt;/a&gt;) and discussed mormons. One of the girls is a reader of this very blog. Hi Sam! I always love finding out who reads my ramblings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♔ And I have some exciting plans in the works that involve &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Jendi/124933287639?ref=ts"&gt;The Jendi,&lt;/a&gt; a dance studio and Fun with Fundies 101. Details coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♔ Now I am wearing my Snuggie, and watching Real Housewives. I ♥ living alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-1082816227963526496?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/1082816227963526496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=1082816227963526496&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/1082816227963526496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/1082816227963526496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/01/every-second-counts-on-clock-thats.html' title='Every second counts on a clock that&apos;s ticking.'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/S0_eD4uTF1I/AAAAAAAAAOo/A4fppv80htU/s72-c/Photo+129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-4360182454159275898</id><published>2010-01-04T22:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:06:52.285-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet stardom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frog hat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>This Ones For You, Daddy! (And Chris)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b4VnXu9rcIg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b4VnXu9rcIg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-4360182454159275898?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/4360182454159275898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=4360182454159275898&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4360182454159275898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4360182454159275898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-ones-for-you-daddy-and-chris.html' title='This Ones For You, Daddy! (And Chris)'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-4153036685559500292</id><published>2009-12-29T12:26:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T11:17:48.839-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new years'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decade'/><title type='text'>Ten Years gone by...</title><content type='html'>Wow, it just hit me that we're entering a new decade in just a few days. So I thought I'd take a moment to reflect on the last decade of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started this post like four days ago, and I had started this list of all the things I had done in ten years: where I've traveled, graduating from college, music I listened too. But there was a lot of stuff I didn't want on the list. I guess its kind of been a rough decade, finished up with a pretty rough year. So here's to hoping that 2010 turns this century around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten years ago, if you had asked me where I would be in ten years, I would not have EVER said I'd be working in accounting, unmarried, no children and living alone. But I also would have been psyched to know that I would have such a cute apartment, my own style column and such an amazing group of friends. I am glad I don't have children yet because I am just starting to feel like maybe in a year or two I'll be ready for the little buggers. And I am glad that I have never ever settled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten years ago, I was 18. EIGHTEEN! I was a baby. I shopped at Pacific Sunwear and wore sneakers most days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So rather than reflect on the whole decade, I'll focus on the top ten highlights of the past year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) My personal style has expanded, due to me just not really caring what anyone thinks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) I got a Blackberry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I officially became a Mac. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) My new camera! I've had so much fun learning how to use it and taking lots and lots of pictures with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I got my own place and had a blast decorating it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Perfected some sweet dance moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Made some new friends, reconnected with some old friends. And had a blast with all my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Spent another year with my lovely man friend. It's always nice to know that through the ups and downs, we always come out on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Worked on a special, secret project with my Nana... We're not done yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Welcomed Little Lily into the world! I have never been so enamored by such a tiny little person! I mean, she can pull off wearing pandas on her feet, whats not to love?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-4153036685559500292?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/4153036685559500292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=4153036685559500292&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4153036685559500292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4153036685559500292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/12/ten-years-gone-by.html' title='Ten Years gone by...'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-7995750331039657365</id><published>2009-12-24T10:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T10:21:47.754-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reaction video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toilet paper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lady gaga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whimsical fuckery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regretsy'/><title type='text'>WOW!</title><content type='html'>My silly little video is on Regretsy!!  Check it out&lt;a href="http://www.regretsy.com/2009/12/23/the-gift-that-keeps-on-giving/"&gt; HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can imagine, I am basking in the glory of my fifteen minutes of internet Stardom. I am on the lookout for an agent, and security, too, of course.  I am a bit nervous to run my errands this morning, because I think I saw a Papparazzi hiding behind my neighbors ten foot tall snowman lawn ornament when I took out the trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the people who commented on my video, my poor spelling skillz and how awesome of a friend I have, Thanks! I  know I am a lucky girl to be blessed with such amazing friends and family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to you and yours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-7995750331039657365?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/7995750331039657365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=7995750331039657365&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/7995750331039657365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/7995750331039657365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/12/wow.html' title='WOW!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-3743229032820865866</id><published>2009-12-23T09:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T09:07:14.421-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toilet paper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regretsy'/><title type='text'>Christmas Came Early...</title><content type='html'>I got a very special gift last night! Thanks, Karin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uxi5jcdZ9Bg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uxi5jcdZ9Bg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-3743229032820865866?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/3743229032820865866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=3743229032820865866&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/3743229032820865866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/3743229032820865866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-came-early.html' title='Christmas Came Early...'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-7022867135210037829</id><published>2009-12-20T12:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T12:41:42.091-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cricket belt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playing dress up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i wore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Playing Dress Up</title><content type='html'>So Friday Night I was bored, waiting to go out. I decided to play dress up with some new shoes I purchased for a steal through a hoochiefied website that sometimes has good stuff in between the hooker shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/Sy5hcxRdZlI/AAAAAAAAAOg/WcLKTc34Mdw/s1600-h/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/Sy5hcxRdZlI/AAAAAAAAAOg/WcLKTc34Mdw/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417374548664084050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/Sy5hcVyxt9I/AAAAAAAAAOY/TlsCPwCVF5A/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/Sy5hcVyxt9I/AAAAAAAAAOY/TlsCPwCVF5A/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417374541287634898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/Sy5hcAxZnVI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/1Ee2RbuUQ7E/s1600-h/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/Sy5hcAxZnVI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/1Ee2RbuUQ7E/s320/DSC_0007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417374535644716370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweater: not sure, Marshalls maybe?&lt;br /&gt;tutu dress: Target&lt;br /&gt;Cricket Belt: H&amp;M&lt;br /&gt;Shoes: &lt;a href="http://www.amiclubwear.com"&gt;amiclubwear&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, its fun to prance around your apartment in a cute outfit with no place to go. Ahhhh the joys of living alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-7022867135210037829?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/7022867135210037829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=7022867135210037829&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/7022867135210037829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/7022867135210037829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/12/playing-dress-up.html' title='Playing Dress Up'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/Sy5hcxRdZlI/AAAAAAAAAOg/WcLKTc34Mdw/s72-c/DSC_0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-6871401720661014892</id><published>2009-12-18T13:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T13:29:36.090-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diy'/><title type='text'>Hmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SyvJ4p3tYoI/AAAAAAAAAOI/FB97kMnklHc/s1600-h/KJkjk8029B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SyvJ4p3tYoI/AAAAAAAAAOI/FB97kMnklHc/s320/KJkjk8029B.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416644951992525442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this sweater. I think I could re-create it, with an old sweater from a thrift store. Hmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-6871401720661014892?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/6871401720661014892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=6871401720661014892&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6871401720661014892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6871401720661014892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/12/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SyvJ4p3tYoI/AAAAAAAAAOI/FB97kMnklHc/s72-c/KJkjk8029B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-677030492929133908</id><published>2009-12-18T11:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T14:23:51.927-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas list'/><title type='text'>An Early Christmas Gift?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images3.cafepress.com/product/313073373v2_225x225_Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://images3.cafepress.com/product/313073373v2_225x225_Front.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to formulate blog posts in my head, while I'm driving. I would say only 60% of said posts ever make it to the blog, and only about 10% of those are as witty as they are in my head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, as I was stuck in traffic on my way to Nana's house, I was thinking I need to make a Christmas List type blog. I realized there isn't much I want for myself this year. I was thinking big, like world peace, good health and for a special baby arrive in time for her parents to &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt; her on Christmas.  Which led me to text said baby's mama to tell her I was thinking about her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have really never been so excited for a baby to be born before! I have other friends with babies, but Katie is one of my closest friends. I've known her and her husband since before they were a couple and its just really so amazing that two people who I love so much are going to have a precious little baby in a few short days! I already love this baby, and I can't wait to see her little face. And to see the happy faces of two people I love so much, her parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really an amazing thing to see your friends become parents. My other friend has two beautiful little girls, and I love watching my friend with them. They are so well-behaved which makes me admire my friend's parenting skillz big time. Another friend just had a baby, and its just a very cool thing to see her so happy to be a mom. And it's weird, because I am not usually a huge fan of kids (unless they are related to me or belong to someone I know) but I feel like my wonderful friends could perhaps be changing my mind. But I am so. not. there. yet. So I will just enjoy these little munchkins for the time being. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I am really getting emo here. I guess the holidays can do that to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-677030492929133908?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/677030492929133908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=677030492929133908&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/677030492929133908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/677030492929133908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/12/early-christmas-gift.html' title='An Early Christmas Gift?'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-5549929085310612242</id><published>2009-12-15T13:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T13:49:17.724-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='columns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tooting my own horn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insite Boston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toot toot'/><title type='text'>Latest Column is Up!</title><content type='html'>My latest column is up over at Insite Boston. Check it out &lt;a href="http://insiteboston.com/fashion.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-5549929085310612242?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/5549929085310612242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=5549929085310612242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/5549929085310612242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/5549929085310612242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/12/latest-column-is-up.html' title='Latest Column is Up!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-3380372682852452795</id><published>2009-12-14T20:02:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T20:24:41.886-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cambridge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cyd the 40s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='club oberon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boston babydolls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jendi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burlesque'/><title type='text'>V is for Vixen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SybgU66aC-I/AAAAAAAAANg/JIwjMNQy1vA/s1600-h/P1100813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 139px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SybgU66aC-I/AAAAAAAAANg/JIwjMNQy1vA/s320/P1100813.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415262251975838690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am seriously behind in my blogging. Sorry, homies. So last weekend, as in Friday December 4th, I had the pleasure of attending my second &lt;a href="http://www.bostonbabydolls.net/"&gt;Boston Babydolls &lt;/a&gt;performance. Wendi invited the boy and I to go because her cousin is one of their dancers. She told us to come dressed up in 1940s attire. Fortunately for us, Wendi's sister is an amazing vintage shopper and had previously forced me to try on an amazing dress from the forties that fit  amazingly and I had to buy.  And she gave Wendi a buttload of stuff for the show. So Wendi and our other friend, Nicky, came over prior to the show so we could get ready together. So much fun. It was like prom, but funner because we were drinking Sangria and less self-conscious.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a blast, and our outfits rocked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/Sybh6-G6k0I/AAAAAAAAANo/67mkHSklrMY/s1600-h/P1100811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/Sybh6-G6k0I/AAAAAAAAANo/67mkHSklrMY/s320/P1100811.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415264005180265282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicky got called up on stage for some magic tricks, resulting in her throwing her purse at Wendi and decapitating Wendi's wine glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/Sybiae_mpPI/AAAAAAAAANw/GBMYB4Cq1IQ/s1600-h/P1100814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/Sybiae_mpPI/AAAAAAAAANw/GBMYB4Cq1IQ/s320/P1100814.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415264546583913714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The WB has really been quite the dancer as of late, first he danced up Wendi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/Sybi3941mQI/AAAAAAAAAN4/7rnq-wSuyXY/s1600-h/P1100822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/Sybi3941mQI/AAAAAAAAAN4/7rnq-wSuyXY/s320/P1100822.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415265053093239042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendi later told me that after whirling her around the dance floor, he said "Now I need to dance with my Jenny." She said he gently walked her over to the bar before pulling me out onto the dance floor. Awww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/Sybjc8DLRII/AAAAAAAAAOA/UA1NDncgc8g/s1600-h/P1100825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/Sybjc8DLRII/AAAAAAAAAOA/UA1NDncgc8g/s320/P1100825.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415265688254891138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got chatted up by some very interesting characters before we headed back to the No' Sho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have worn this awesome dress twice now, and have yet to get a good picture of it. I think it photographs funny. But it has a butt bow. Someday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-3380372682852452795?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/3380372682852452795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=3380372682852452795&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/3380372682852452795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/3380372682852452795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/12/v-is-for-vixen.html' title='V is for Vixen'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SybgU66aC-I/AAAAAAAAANg/JIwjMNQy1vA/s72-c/P1100813.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-6460271178829761946</id><published>2009-12-09T11:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T11:17:17.829-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas branch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charlie brown tree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emmet the otter'/><title type='text'>Christmas Branch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2536/4163725835_aea4773ba1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 334px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2536/4163725835_aea4773ba1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom took me to get a tree! It's more like Emmet the Otter's Christmas Branch, though. In fact, the tag called it a Charlie Brown tree. I love it. I had so much fun decorating it and every time I walk passed it, I smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picking up this tree up on Sunday, and drinking hot cider definitely made a sad day a bit more happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do have to say, Mass was a lot less horrible than I thought it would be. The priest was quite funny and has a dry sense of humor. Something about him reminded me of Mr Big. haha Having us there along with my lovely cousin and her adorable family really meant a lot to Nana. My cousin's little boys did a cap gun salute at the cemetery. It was hysterical. And we all had fun over lunch together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare I say, it put me in the holiday spirit?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-6460271178829761946?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/6460271178829761946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=6460271178829761946&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6460271178829761946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6460271178829761946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-branch.html' title='Christmas Branch'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2536/4163725835_aea4773ba1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-4445076335395823425</id><published>2009-12-06T08:58:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T09:22:21.681-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ralph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='papa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><title type='text'>Six years ago today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/Sxu7oaH-9nI/AAAAAAAAANU/VgOsI2whR-8/s1600-h/DSC_0129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/Sxu7oaH-9nI/AAAAAAAAANU/VgOsI2whR-8/s320/DSC_0129.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412125680097752690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Papa left this world. For some reason its bumming me out more this year than I remember last year. Strange. So I thought I would write a little post about how awesome he was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of nicknames for him. Pupsky. Ralphina. Ralphy. I spent at least three nights a week sleeping over their house (this would be the Papa that goes with the Nana who I spend lots of time with) while Mom worked nights. Their house is right around the corner from my elementary school, so I walked there after school most days. Papa liked to make me snacks, either for after school or while I watched TV in the evenings. He would give me little pieces of cheese, crackers, olives and artfully cut veggies. I loved them and called them Ralphina snacks. Sometimes, I make them now and smile remembering him. At dinner, he would give me the teensiest little blue mug with my apple juice. He would lean back onto the light switch and dim the lights at dinner, too, and act like it had happened on its own. He always managed to mangle his napkin and sometimes he would hang it on his ear when I wasn't looking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave me my nose. And always said he'd love to have his nose full of nickels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, after watching Small Wonders we re-enacted a dance that Vici and the grandfather had done for my Nana. In the kitchen with Papa belting out the beat "bah Bah bah."  I remember him teaching me to waltz at a Christmas party at the house I grew up in. Because of him, I know all the words to many Kenny Rogers songs. In New Orleans, we requested one of the street singers to play Jambalaya for him while we were eating beignets at Cafe Du Monde. That was the best trip ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish he had taught me French, like started when I was a baby. He spoke perfect French. So perfect he was a translator in the war and French people thought he was from France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved listening to his stories of the old days. He could tell a good story. I recorded some, but still haven;t been able to listen to them. Hearing his voice freaks me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loved to be in Maine and he made being on the island fun. He loved to clam, and he loved Nana's cooking of his clams even more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was definitely like a second Dad to me. He was my number one fan in a way that only Dads can be. Boy, was I lucky to have TWO number one fans! Papa always loved my Dad. :)  He read every article I ever wrote for my college newspaper and made sure to tell me how great they were and discuss them with me.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I'm sure he would read my blog. Maybe he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he would have been excited about my dolls and probably would have helped me make stuff for them like furniture and other gadgets. He was a true inventor and he made some cool things for my doll house and American Girl dolls when I was little. He loved photography and probably would have a nice DSLR before I had mine.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would have loved Aaron. They both have/had the same logical way of thinking. Aaron loves to see some of the things that Papa rigged up around their house. In Maine, he even asked once "did your Papa do this?" He can tell his handiwork. They both went to the same college. I hate that Aaron never met him. But Mom and Wendi think he sent him to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the worst feeling I've ever felt is knowing that I'll never get to talk to him again. Well, I talk to him all the time, but knowing that I can never sit next to him and tell him about my day. And for some reason, that just keeps hitting me this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am off to church with Nana and my Mom and some other assorted relatives to remember him. He was very strong in his faith and sometimes I feel like maybe I should be.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So call the old peeps (and even the not so old peeps)  in your life today, bloggy friends, and tell them you love them.  Listen to their stories, enjoy every moment because you WILL miss it. &lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-4445076335395823425?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/4445076335395823425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=4445076335395823425&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4445076335395823425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4445076335395823425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/12/six-years-ago-today.html' title='Six years ago today...'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/Sxu7oaH-9nI/AAAAAAAAANU/VgOsI2whR-8/s72-c/DSC_0129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-7113389762924849395</id><published>2009-11-28T16:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T16:57:28.779-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Squash</title><content type='html'>my Dad makes great squash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-7113389762924849395?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/7113389762924849395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=7113389762924849395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/7113389762924849395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/7113389762924849395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/11/squash.html' title='Squash'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-8398397445636086785</id><published>2009-11-27T23:18:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T23:29:44.751-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wayfarers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dork out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yellow?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='narcism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tortoise shell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rayban'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photobooth'/><title type='text'>It's Saturday Night,</title><content type='html'>I am bored. I went shopping with my mom and got back a little while ago, spent the whole day with Aaron and finished Season 3 of Weeds. There is nothing on TV and nothing to do. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had some narcissistic fun times with photobooth and my new glasses that I still need to take to my optometrist to get my rx put in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2715/4139381987_7d259ee100_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 162px; height: 750px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2715/4139381987_7d259ee100_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that you can see that my glasses still say "rayban" on the lens:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SxCmz9LijlI/AAAAAAAAANM/IEAgAW98678/s1600/Photo+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SxCmz9LijlI/AAAAAAAAANM/IEAgAW98678/s320/Photo+121.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409006563998469714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. blah blah blah. But woohoo for four day weekends and lots of mashed potatoes (especially the ones garnished with chives ;) ).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-8398397445636086785?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/8398397445636086785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=8398397445636086785&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/8398397445636086785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/8398397445636086785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-saturday-night.html' title='It&apos;s Saturday Night,'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SxCmz9LijlI/AAAAAAAAANM/IEAgAW98678/s72-c/Photo+121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-7016377476623581228</id><published>2009-11-25T16:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T16:39:57.289-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nancy botwin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weeds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mary louis parker'/><title type='text'>"You are so Nancy Botwin!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://seat42f.com/images/stories/tvshows/Weeds/weeds-season-4-promo-poster-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 500px;" src="http://seat42f.com/images/stories/tvshows/Weeds/weeds-season-4-promo-poster-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Netflix, I recently began watching &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Weeds&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. (I'm currently on Season 3.) I love the show! Mary Louis Parker is perfect as the dry and somewhat overwhelmed, Nancy Botwin. While I admire her shoes, and her perfect hair, I didn't really think of her as anything like yours truely. But I have now had TWO friends (both male) look at me in complete shock that I am just getting around to watching the show  followed by "You are so Nancy Botwin!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um Schwat??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even smoke the Mary Jane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUt then, I thought about it a little. I, too, am quite dry and often times in the middle of some sort of calamity. Thankfully, not of the gun to my head, weed stash missing variety, but you know, calamities. And, Nancy doesn't really smoke the drugs either. Except for that one time, when she makes out with Conrad. Yum yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe, I need a career change???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except, I think  I  much prefer getting taxed by the man and not having to worry about Armenian drug lords and hybrid car drivers named Uturn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-7016377476623581228?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/7016377476623581228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=7016377476623581228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/7016377476623581228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/7016377476623581228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-are-so-nancy-botwin.html' title='&quot;You are so Nancy Botwin!&quot;'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-6233890839809127810</id><published>2009-11-25T09:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T10:23:17.324-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Golly, you got mashed potatoes?</title><content type='html'>Happy Turkey Day, bloggy friends! I thought I'd take a quick minute to list what I'm thankful for, a day early, but I know I wont get a chance tomorrow! So here is my list, cause I do love a list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) My family. I'm lucky to have them, and try to appreciate them in all their crazy, awesome glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) My friends. I really feel blessed to have such a good group of people that I can call my friends. They're all so much fun to be around, and at the same time I know I can count on them all, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Aaron. It's not always easy, but I love us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) My health. At 28, it's easy to take being healthy for granted. Unfortunately, because of a very dear friend, I have learned that I am lucky. I've also learned so much more from this special friend. I've learned about grace and enjoying every moment. love you, GG ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Babies! This could fall under the friend category, since my friends are starting to produce them. But I'm loving having little people to buy cute clothes for, and snuggle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Sales. Girlfriend is on a budget, and I do like to shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Cheese. Its magical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) My camera. I love it more and more everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Blythe! I love my hobby and I love all the friends I've made through it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) My Blog readers. Thanks for reading. ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gobble Gobble!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-6233890839809127810?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/6233890839809127810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=6233890839809127810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6233890839809127810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6233890839809127810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/11/golly-you-got-mashed-potatoes.html' title='Golly, you got mashed potatoes?'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-8719142140901987714</id><published>2009-11-22T17:51:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:10:49.380-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iris apfel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eccentric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peabody essex museum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i wore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i&apos;m wearing today'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salem'/><title type='text'>The Irreverent Iris Apfel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2005/11/16/fashion/17iris_xl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 583px; height: 250px;" src="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2005/11/16/fashion/17iris_xl.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had the pleasure of visiting the &lt;a href="http://www.pem.org/"&gt;PEM&lt;/a&gt; with my lovely friend, Aimee (not Amy, haha).  I was really glad that I was feeling better because I was looking forward to going to the Iris Apfel Exhibit. And boy, am I glad we did! Ms Apfel had an amazing collection of clothes and jewelry on display.  The exhibit itself was done so well; separate rooms in which the mannequins all seemed to be interacting with each other!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aimee and I oohed and ahhhed (and a couple of what the fucked) our way through the exhibit. I was really inspired. As I've mentioned, I'm all about living for the moment lately. Enjoying each day, and all that happy horse shit. And so I honed in on something Iris said in a video that had, about how you only get one life you might as well live it up in regards to what you wear. She also said something about how when she met Ralph Lauren (I think after he saw the exhibit at the MET) he kept saying "You're so free! You're so free!" And she remarked on how different people take away different things. I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad we went! Now I went a duck feather jacket, some 1960s Nina Ricci, bear paw boots, more cuff bracelets, a golden breast plate and sparkly hot pink Loub cowboy boots. I also intend to DIY a googly eye cuff bracelet. Thanks for thinking of me, Aimee! xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I wore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SwnDgScu2GI/AAAAAAAAANE/1fLWTpMG9D4/s1600/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 139px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SwnDgScu2GI/AAAAAAAAANE/1fLWTpMG9D4/s320/DSC_0030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407067787110570082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top: Calvin Klein&lt;br /&gt;Jeans: Old Navy&lt;br /&gt;Shoes: Faryl Robin&lt;br /&gt;Glasses: Ray-ban wayfarers ( I actually didn't wear them to the museum, I still need to get my prescription put on them!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Tinsley also dressed up for the occasion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2547/4126331530_f283f6ab50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 334px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2547/4126331530_f283f6ab50.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/1012717962140480293-8719142140901987714?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/8719142140901987714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=8719142140901987714&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/8719142140901987714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/8719142140901987714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/11/irreverent-iris-apfel.html' title='The Irreverent Iris Apfel'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SwnDgScu2GI/AAAAAAAAANE/1fLWTpMG9D4/s72-c/DSC_0030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-6238251493693821332</id><published>2009-11-22T17:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T17:45:39.551-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juicy Couture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mod dress'/><title type='text'>woah. hey!</title><content type='html'>Hey bloggity blog!&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile and I'm sorry for that! I was in Pennsylvania for my cousin's beautiful and fun wedding! and then I came home and was sick for an entire week! I still have a nagging cough. yuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really have anything I wanted to wear to the wedding, so I went to the mall before we were set to leave. I tried on like 21 way to short dresses at Forever 21. I decided to just try Filene's Basement and just as I was about to leave I spotted d an adorable Juicy Dress. it was practically hiding and I felt like it was meant to be mine! It was the shape I was hoping to find. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/Swm9kGgRd8I/AAAAAAAAAM8/wldA9bN3s6w/s1600/P1100775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/Swm9kGgRd8I/AAAAAAAAAM8/wldA9bN3s6w/s320/P1100775.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407061255553906626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dress: Juicy Couture&lt;br /&gt;Red Cuff bracelet: not sure&lt;br /&gt;flower in my hair: liberated from floral arrangement by my Aunnie&lt;br /&gt;sweet dance moves: all mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with these shoes (Steve Madden)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jildorshoes.com/images/products/SteveMaddenImperialRedPatent_Front_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 250px;" src="http://www.jildorshoes.com/images/products/SteveMaddenImperialRedPatent_Front_300.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an awesome time at the wedding and I was able to take my adorable boyfriend to Hershey! I love that Chocolate ride!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-6238251493693821332?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/6238251493693821332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=6238251493693821332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6238251493693821332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/6238251493693821332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/11/woah-hey.html' title='woah. hey!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/Swm9kGgRd8I/AAAAAAAAAM8/wldA9bN3s6w/s72-c/P1100775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-4805428402257559619</id><published>2009-11-03T10:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T10:23:36.246-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bill graham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i wore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milinery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haunted happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='massachusetts'/><title type='text'>Halloween in Salem!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2554/4067798175_cd8fc179db.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 334px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2554/4067798175_cd8fc179db.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope ya'll had a safe and fabulous Halloween! I had a pretty awesome, but very toned down (for me, at least) Halloween. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After waking up leisurely and enjoying a cup of Limited Edition Pumpkin Spice coffee from my Keurig, the boy and I ventured into Salem. Well first he had to comment on my outfit being silly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3578/4067749605_a403efe35c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3578/4067749605_a403efe35c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2654/4068503230_8921f18c5d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 334px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2654/4068503230_8921f18c5d.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Witch Hat - made by Bill Graham of &lt;a href="http://www.beautifulthingsltd.com/"&gt;Beautiful Things&lt;/a&gt; , Jacket &amp; Skirt - Forever 21, Black Slump Tank - Marshalls, Leggings - Target, Shoes - Steve Madden, Cricket Belt - H&amp;M)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salem was crazy crowded, but we were able to sit by the window at the Tavern on the Square and people watch while we ate lunch. (The food there was really not very good.) Then we walked around and did more people watching. I was like a photo ninja and just snapped away. We grabbed a cocktail before heading to meet our friends' new baby, well Aaron had already met adorable Benjamin while I was in Atlanta. I ended up staying in because I was pooped, but it was still a pretty awesome Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some shots from Salem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2761/4067835221_b5947e6713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2761/4067835221_b5947e6713.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2535/4068599696_2ea12de0e3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2535/4068599696_2ea12de0e3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2728/4067840903_b41e54192f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2728/4067840903_b41e54192f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2557/4067853693_1452bf0d08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2557/4067853693_1452bf0d08.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2613/4067860051_d2a2c6d3f7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2613/4067860051_d2a2c6d3f7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2676/4068565128_d94757ae42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 334px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2676/4068565128_d94757ae42.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3534/4067820319_13e58b0883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3534/4067820319_13e58b0883.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2460/4067833039_4ec4a7e4b2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2460/4067833039_4ec4a7e4b2.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/1012717962140480293-4805428402257559619?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/4805428402257559619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=4805428402257559619&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4805428402257559619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4805428402257559619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-in-salem.html' title='Halloween in Salem!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2554/4067798175_cd8fc179db_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-7501022388491793351</id><published>2009-10-29T10:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T10:27:15.615-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love lasts forever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this is it'/><title type='text'>Love Lasts Forever</title><content type='html'>So last night, I had the privilege of seeing &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;This Is It&lt;/span&gt;. I took my mom and wasn't at all sure what to expect. Well, I did expect to cry. But I only cried a little.  The film was AMAZING. It was a celebration of Michael's talents. It was beautiful. Michael Jackson was a true artist in every sense of the word, and probably one of the most talented people of our generation and even my mom's generation. She grew up with the Jackson 5, and I grew up with Michael. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film captured the joy that Michael brought to the dancers, back up singers and every one else that was working with him. What an honor it must have been to them to be able to work with someone so acclaimed! He had a light in him, a light that I have never seen in another person. And I am so thankful, to have been able to see that light captured in the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so cool to see Michael's artistic process. Having dated a music producer, in my former life, I am fascinated to see the creative process. So I loved to see Michael listening to the nuances of one tiny beat, and relaying to others what needed to be changed. More booty! And he was gracious, never critical. Numerous times, he would critique and quickly add "with love." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He danced like it was 1984! And the talent in all the back-up dancers was incredible. It's so sad that this show never came to fruition. It would have been the best the world had ever seen. I want to go see it again in IMAX. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved that Michael's tragic end was not exploited at all in the movie. It was simply a celebration of his talent and his joy. As soon as my mom and I got teary with a Jackson 5 montage, it went right into Thriller. Which was unbelievably awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really hard time when MJ died. I felt like my childhood was gone. But now, I almost feel like I got my childhood back. Listening to all that fun, fantastic music made me feel young again. It made me just want to have fun and not care what anyone thinks. And I feel like the last few months of my life have been about me embracing every moment and finding the joy in everything that I can. Watching the movie last night reinforced this. Michael literally was here today, dancing his face off, singing and creating his vision and then gone tomorrow. Life is short. And I feel blessed that I was able to love Michael's music throughout my childhood and that I found some silver lining in his end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this all sounds incredibly sappy and lame. But my mom felt the same way. Go see it, and you'll understand. I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-7501022388491793351?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/7501022388491793351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=7501022388491793351&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/7501022388491793351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/7501022388491793351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-lasts-forever.html' title='Love Lasts Forever'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-658120913387842002</id><published>2009-10-26T09:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:41:24.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh that's right, I have a blog....</title><content type='html'>Sorry, friends. I have been super busy and neglectful of my informing ya'll of my mundane adventures duties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Atlanta trip as a blast. But I am still kind of overwhelmed by the whole experience. So I am not quite ready to post about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Gossip Girl&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Desperate Housewives&lt;/span&gt; both seem to be getting good. I am crossing my fingers, as always, that Susan will get killed off in the up-coming plane crash. Or at least, have her teleported to the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lost&lt;/span&gt; Island to get ripped apart by the smoke monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hear me, Mark Cherry???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-658120913387842002?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/658120913387842002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=658120913387842002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/658120913387842002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/658120913387842002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-thats-right-i-have-blog.html' title='Oh that&apos;s right, I have a blog....'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-4748300719602872165</id><published>2009-10-15T13:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T12:14:47.118-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cricket belt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='georgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atlanta'/><title type='text'>Oh, Cricket</title><content type='html'>So as all of my lovely readers know, I have a cricket belt and I love it. I wanted to wear it to the airport this morning but thought it would make the metal detector go off. So I threw it in my suitcase and figured I would put it on when I got to the ATL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bag had to be searched. I made friends with the lady checking it. She laughed at my dollies. And couldn't figure out what the problem was. She kept asking me if I had a knife. Um NO! Why would the girl carrying the frilly as hell Betsey Johnson Luggage have a knife? She sent my bag through again and still couldn't figure it out. She asked if I had a belt buckle. I kid you not, I yelled "OH My cricket!" That was it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figures. She did tell me I had the cutest bag she'd ever searched and the most fun stuff in it! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that stress, I am swilling a Bloody Mary at Lucky's in the airport using their 8 dollar a day internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post when I am back on this side of the Mason-Dixon again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be safe, party people!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-4748300719602872165?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/4748300719602872165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=4748300719602872165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4748300719602872165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4748300719602872165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-cricket.html' title='Oh, Cricket'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-1018405479577705273</id><published>2009-10-13T10:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T10:57:35.617-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muff&apos;s midlife crisis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some things everyone knows about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muffy'/><title type='text'>If ya don't know, now ya know, ya know</title><content type='html'>I have been suffering from some serious blogger's block (and a stomach bug). I'm in a weird place. Sort of contemplating the meaning of life, and death and all sorts of not so fun to read in a blog kind of stuff. So, thankfully, &lt;a href="http://muffsmidlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Muffy&lt;/a&gt; just posted a list of things that everyone knows about her. I thought it would be fun to follow her lead, since she did ask so nicely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows that I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ am a fashion lover. Label whore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Have shoes for days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Went to Catholic school, but recently found out about my Jewish roots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ unapologetically LOVE Jessica Simpson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ am a baby mama. To a five pound yorkshire terrier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;☮ LOVE my gay dad. and my Aunnies. And am super passionate about Equality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ will eat cheese until it leaks out of my butt. mmm cheese. queso. fromage. give it to me. now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ love me some trashy reality TV. and Gossip Girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ wrote a novel, and can't seem to get my lazy butt to finish the editing process...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ am QUIRKY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ love to have fun and I don't really care what anyone thinks about me in my pursuit of making people laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bloggie friends, what does everyone know about you? I'd love to read your not so secret secrets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-1018405479577705273?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/1018405479577705273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=1018405479577705273&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/1018405479577705273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/1018405479577705273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-ya-dont-know-now-ya-know-ya-know.html' title='If ya don&apos;t know, now ya know, ya know'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-4793964277192912792</id><published>2009-10-07T08:37:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T10:32:28.571-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muff&apos;s midlife crisis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='go me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tooting my own horn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toot toot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='over the top'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muffy'/><title type='text'>I would like to thank...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://muffsmidlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;MUFFY!&lt;/a&gt; For awarding me with my first Blog Award! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thepeachtart.com/images/awards/over_the_top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 156px; height: 149px;" src="http://www.thepeachtart.com/images/awards/over_the_top.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel honored, because I love knowing that people like my blog and look at what she said about yours truly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;4. Jenny B. She is a dear friend of my hermana, and if she ever becomes an orphan she will be my daughter. She has a keen and wicked fashion sense. If you love love love and worship fashion, Blythe dolls and creativity, Jenny Bee is your gal pal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://muffsmidlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/plagiarism-joe-biden-style.html"&gt;Muffy's blog&lt;/a&gt; is one of my favorites! Mostly she cracks me up with her witty take on dating and being a fabulous female, but sometimes she makes me tear up with her raw honesty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's what I'm supposed to do now that I've accepted my award:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Answer the questions below using only one word&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thank the blogger who gave it to you&lt;/span&gt; Thanks, Muffy! Muchas vagina love with a side of queso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pass it on to 6 of your favorite bloggers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now the questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Where is your cell phone?&lt;/span&gt; purse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Your hair?&lt;/span&gt; weavetastic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Your mother?&lt;/span&gt; ditzy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Your father?&lt;/span&gt; adorable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Your favorite food?&lt;/span&gt; Queso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Your dream last night?&lt;/span&gt; busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Your favorite drink?&lt;/span&gt; Sangria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Your dream/goal?&lt;/span&gt; Rich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What room are you in?&lt;/span&gt; living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Your hobby?&lt;/span&gt; Dolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Your fear?&lt;/span&gt; fat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Where do you want to be in 6 years?&lt;/span&gt; France&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Where were you last night?&lt;/span&gt; Mom's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Something you aren't?&lt;/span&gt; athletic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Muffins?&lt;/span&gt; Nana's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wish list item?&lt;/span&gt; Loubs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Where did you grow up?&lt;/span&gt; Lynn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Last thing you did?&lt;/span&gt; Duggars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What are you wearing?&lt;/span&gt; Proenza Schouler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Your TV?&lt;/span&gt; Flat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Your pets?&lt;/span&gt; bratty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Your friends?&lt;/span&gt; LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Your life?&lt;/span&gt; messy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Your mood?&lt;/span&gt; gloomy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Missing someone?&lt;/span&gt; Papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Vehicle?&lt;/span&gt; Audi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Something you're not wearing? &lt;/span&gt; heels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Your favorite store?&lt;/span&gt;Anthropologie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Your favorite color?&lt;/span&gt; Pink &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;When was the last time you laughed?&lt;/span&gt; earlier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Last time you cried?&lt;/span&gt;  Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Your best friend?&lt;/span&gt; three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;One place that I go over and over?&lt;/span&gt; atlanta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;One person who emails me regularly?&lt;/span&gt; PP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Favorite place to eat? &lt;/span&gt; Clio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am going to pass this award on to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Celine, of &lt;a href="http://theshoegirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Shoe Girls Blog&lt;/a&gt;. She's already been my blog of the week, but she is one of my favorite reads. She's funny, has great style, loves Blythe dolls and her shoes are AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Scandy, of the &lt;a href="http://www.scandaloushousewife.net/"&gt;Scandalous Housewives&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks to Muffy, I have learned the ways of the Scandalous Housewife. This blog is hysterical! Sometimes, while reading it I even wish I was in my fourties so that I could drink Cougie Water and chase after pups. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Muffy of &lt;a href="http://muffsmidlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Muff's Midlife Crisis&lt;/a&gt;. She rocks. And she's one of my favorites, so I am giving her this award for a second time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Jenny of M&lt;a href="http://myfavoriteandmybest.blogspot.com/"&gt;y Favorite and My Best&lt;/a&gt;. Love this decor blog. She has amazing taste and she is funny, too. I love that she has such a broad selection of pictures, from modern eclectic to classic French. She makes me want to redecorate almost every time I read her blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Ryan of &lt;a href="http://iamalwaysbroke.wordpress.com/"&gt;This is Why I'm Always Broke&lt;/a&gt;. One of my favorite people in the world. He writes about food. He compares burgers to ladies. He cracks me up and makes me hungry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Kim of &lt;a href="http://whatclaudiawore.blogspot.com/"&gt;What Claudia Wore.&lt;/a&gt; One of the first blogs I ever became obsessed with. Still a favorite. Nothing like reminiscing about those crazy babysitters and their ghost written wardrobes. Kim has great style and is so witty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-4793964277192912792?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/4793964277192912792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=4793964277192912792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4793964277192912792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/4793964277192912792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-would-like-to-thank.html' title='I would like to thank...'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-119640111684177008</id><published>2009-10-02T16:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T17:00:14.072-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wendi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the jendi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoe kharma&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faryl robin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jendi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='campo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoe shopping'/><title type='text'>Friday Shoe Sale!!</title><content type='html'>In the words of my dear &lt;a href="http://muffsmidlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Muffy&lt;/a&gt;: Hells to the Yeah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one redeeming point of my flooded morning was walking in to my office and seeing a bright pink flyer on the floor. "Friday Shoe Sale" it read. In my office building. I called the other half of Jendi, who also works in my building sometimes and we made a date for some shoe shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I perused the shop's website: &lt;a href="www.poshers.com"&gt;Poshers&lt;/a&gt;. Was intrigues by a few pairs and was excited to see what this ish was all about. I saw a very intriguing pair of Faryl Robins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendi showed up looking lovely, as per usual, and we headed off through the maze that is the building. Actually, my building used to be a shoe factory. The first pair of shoes I saw were the Faryl Robins, but they looked very strange in person. At first, we were kind of disappointed. I tried on a pair of pumps that were the color of mac&amp;cheese as well as a pair of Rock&amp;Republic sandals that were too summery.  So I went back to the Faryl Robins and tried them on. LOVE! Wendi loved them on. So she tried them on, thus making me appreciate them even more seeing them on someone else! So we both got them. And were eligible for a free pair of flats. We both ended up getting the same flat, too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a lovely Friday treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And without furthur ado, my new weirdo shoes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SsZp0IPFPMI/AAAAAAAAAMc/WCmguEWkZFg/s1600-h/Photo+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SsZp0IPFPMI/AAAAAAAAAMc/WCmguEWkZFg/s320/Photo+103.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388110348480232642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-119640111684177008?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/119640111684177008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=119640111684177008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/119640111684177008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/119640111684177008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/10/friday-shoe-sale.html' title='Friday Shoe Sale!!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SsZp0IPFPMI/AAAAAAAAAMc/WCmguEWkZFg/s72-c/Photo+103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-7259989129357747004</id><published>2009-10-02T09:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T09:22:29.053-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jenny&apos;s jargon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gloustonian'/><title type='text'>Jenny's Jargon</title><content type='html'>Gloustonian: Proper Noun. A person who hails from Gloucester, Massachusetts. Someone who was born and raised in Gloucester. May or may not be a fisher man or involved in a pregnancy pact. Can be heard mentioning "going over the bridge" and knows what the Greasy Pole is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-7259989129357747004?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/7259989129357747004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=7259989129357747004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/7259989129357747004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/7259989129357747004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/10/jennys-jargon.html' title='Jenny&apos;s Jargon'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-5608343819964095604</id><published>2009-10-02T09:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T09:20:40.993-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gloucester'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gloustonian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit in the shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red shoes'/><title type='text'>My shoes are building an arc...</title><content type='html'>I blogged too soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I got home to debris in my shower. Less than there had been, but still debris of the fecal variety. Landlord cleaned it, and said he would call Roto-Rooter again today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with Jendi style with some of our other pals. Singing the Punky Brewster theme song in the Wildhorse ensued. Followed up by some Gloustonian recognizing us at Kitty's and saying "Oh its the hot girls from Wildhorse." He was totally loving yours truely, and I couldn't even make up fantastical stories because Wendi brought us to the Wildhorse to meet up with said Gloustonian's surfer dude friend. When I went to leave, homeboy said I couldn't leave my sexy feet in my sexy heels. You bet I ran the hell out of there and away from weirdo Foot Fetishist. I was wearing my new wanna be Margiela's though, so you really can't blame him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landlord texted this morning to see how the bathroom was, So I dragged my tired ass over to the bathroom and was met with a freaking puddle and my shower was spewing out water! no fecals this time, thank God! Or I would have cried and screamed bloody murder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landlord came down to wet vac it all up. Our bffs at Roto Rooter are coming this morning. I moved all my shoes and everything else that was anywhere near the ground from my closet to my living room. I am having anxiety thinking about my whole apartment flooding....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this, my friends, is why you don't live on ground level.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-5608343819964095604?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/5608343819964095604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=5608343819964095604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/5608343819964095604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/5608343819964095604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-shoes-are-building-arc.html' title='My shoes are building an arc...'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-8825228332326954155</id><published>2009-10-01T09:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T10:07:29.688-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ysl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoe disaster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit in the shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yves saint laurent'/><title type='text'>Oh Dear Lord!</title><content type='html'>So sometimes my toilet gurgles. I usually can hear someone else's toilet flushing, so I just assume the plumbing my new pad is whack. So Monday night, I noticed something in my shower that looked like leaves. It had been down pouring, leaves are falling from trees. I wasn't quite sure, so I threw on some rubber gloves, and cleaned it up. Tuesday morning I woke up, to more mess in my shower. I cleaned it up, so I could shower, and proceeded to get ready for work. While doing my hairs, I heard a noise coming from my shower, I look down and to my HORROR, it looked like my shower drain was having diarrhea all over my obsessively bleached shower floor! I immediately texted my landlord. And got the hell out of Dodge, all the while dry heaving and throwing up in my germaphobic mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran into my landlord on the way to work and told him my tale of woe. He said he would take car of it. I reiterated TURDS IN MY SHOWER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went about my day. Got a beauty treatment of the South American variety. Picked up the Yorkshire Terrorist. Visited my mom. Came home to a moderately clean shower and bathroom. Bleached it again. Twice. Went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to MORE SHIT IN MY SHOWER! Immediately called landlord. He called Roto Rooter. I came home to a fixed shower. But there were wet spots in my kitchen, and on my carpet. I got my hands and knees and did the Clorox version of a Whitesnake video! I clean every surface I could reach. with bleach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I thought I was done, I realized I hadn't looked in my closet. Which is in the bathroom. It looked fine, until I looked closer and realized there was a puddle on the floor that had RUINED a few pairs of shoes!!!! Fortunately, I have a shoe rack so most of my shoes were elevated. The ones on the floor were mainly very high platforms. And some flip flips and other shoes that I don't care too much about. One box got wet, but it protected the precious Kenzie wedges that were inside. I called the Wet Blanket frantically yelling "WE HAVE SHOES DOWN!!!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I washed the bottoms of all the shoes that had been on the floor. I cleaned up the sides of the platforms. Washed the entire closet floor and cautiously put everything back, but nothing is on the floor except said platforms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Refugees:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2574/3969969609_2598c58b41_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 1024px; height: 685px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2574/3969969609_2598c58b41_b.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/1012717962140480293-8825228332326954155?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/8825228332326954155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=8825228332326954155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/8825228332326954155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/8825228332326954155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-dear-lord.html' title='Oh Dear Lord!'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2574/3969969609_2598c58b41_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1012717962140480293.post-5678069010416704333</id><published>2009-09-30T11:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T11:33:31.133-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naughty monkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leopard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal prints'/><title type='text'>I want:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zappos.com/images/z/1/0/1/1014476-p-DETAILED.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.zappos.com/images/z/1/0/1/1014476-p-DETAILED.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am kind of lusting after the "This and That" by Naughty Monkey. The brand name kind of sounds like someone's nickname for their vajayjay. But I am a sucker for red shoes, and I really like the leopard as well as the corset feel to them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1012717962140480293-5678069010416704333?l=jennybrewer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/feeds/5678069010416704333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1012717962140480293&amp;postID=5678069010416704333&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/5678069010416704333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1012717962140480293/posts/default/5678069010416704333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennybrewer.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-want.html' title='I want:'/><author><name>Jenny Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08672595546900230402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKTh0k8QJTE/SlNQ2WdCGQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oH_5B3V1Uds/S220/thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
