tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469621808632866242024-03-13T05:29:18.038+01:00The Astronautthe Astronauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395071552818957288noreply@blogger.comBlogger105125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746962180863286624.post-17691861576721631422010-01-16T23:49:00.005+01:002010-01-17T00:10:13.390+01:00//NADA, NIENTE//<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br />I just lost a reader and I don't recieve any comments here. I'm not looking for popularity but I want to share my thoughts, what I like, etc. and getting no response at all is not that motivating as you probably can imagine. I'm thinking of giving this thing a rest because I don't want do produce another irrelevant blog on the Internet.</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 470px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S1JG9uoSPWI/AAAAAAAABAQ/sBkLyf9dbKU/s400/tumblr_kvv0epwb5U1qziclso1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427478527237832034" /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>picture via <a href="http://her0in-chic.xanga.com/">http://her0in-chic.xanga.com/</a></b></span></div></div>the Astronauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395071552818957288noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746962180863286624.post-51674591249582416372010-01-09T20:51:00.010+01:002010-01-09T22:28:06.140+01:00//NOTHING OF ME IS ORIGINAL//<div><br /></div><div>These 'works', if you can call it that, were created last month when I was playing with my new photo manipulation programme "Live Quartz" which I downloaded from the Internet before. It was free which means that it isn't the best one by far, but nevertheless, it's fun, simple, and sometimes all you need to waste your time when you should be learning or buying presents or something trivial like that.</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Enjoy, or don't, and leave your thoughts!</span></b></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0jf8NnKDNI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/MFuAl_HaPWM/s1600-h/Ohne+Titel+13.jpeg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 507px; height: 600px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0jf8NnKDNI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/MFuAl_HaPWM/s400/Ohne+Titel+13.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424831976706804946" /></a><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0jf8NnKDNI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/MFuAl_HaPWM/s1600-h/Ohne+Titel+13.jpeg"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0jfvxiT4rI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/8MSVCIe5raA/s1600-h/Ohne+Titel+10.jpeg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 366px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0jfvxiT4rI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/8MSVCIe5raA/s400/Ohne+Titel+10.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424831763011855026" /></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0jfvxiT4rI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/8MSVCIe5raA/s1600-h/Ohne+Titel+10.jpeg"></a><br /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0jfeneDBwI/AAAAAAAAA_A/KVl0yPv6mAA/s400/Ohne+Titel+44.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424831468251842306" /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0jfn9CBvWI/AAAAAAAAA_I/vi97c9HLJxw/s1600-h/Ohne+Titel+8.jpeg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 366px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0jfn9CBvWI/AAAAAAAAA_I/vi97c9HLJxw/s400/Ohne+Titel+8.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424831628658720098" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0jfWEF8ySI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TLFMowxdVj0/s1600-h/segelnnebula.jpeg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 360px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0jfWEF8ySI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TLFMowxdVj0/s400/segelnnebula.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424831321316575522" /></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0jfWEF8ySI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TLFMowxdVj0/s1600-h/segelnnebula.jpeg"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0jfR2reJfI/AAAAAAAAA-w/ykBU0ouaowU/s1600-h/Wal.jpeg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 367px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0jfR2reJfI/AAAAAAAAA-w/ykBU0ouaowU/s400/Wal.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424831248996378098" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><b>Note: the pictures I used do not belong to me. </b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><b>Picture 1:</b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">via </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Magazine: Dazed and Confused, June 2009; </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Editorial: </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Chic Surrealism Takes Dolce & Gabbana Into The New </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Season </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">& </span></span></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">The Awesome Abbey Lee, Face Of Gucci, Models The Autumn / Winter Collection; </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family:Georgia, serif;"><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Photographer:</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"> Karim </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Sadli; </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family:Georgia, serif;"><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Model:</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"> Abbey Lee Kershaw </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">and </span><a href="http://hubblesite.org/gallery/album/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">via http://hubblesite.org/gallery/album/</span></a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><b>Picture 2 and picture 3:</b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Sorry, I just can't say, if you are/ can ID the owner/ photographer of these photos, please contact me </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">(see below) and I will credit you/ him/ her or remove the photos.</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><b>Picture 4:</b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">via </span><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/791244"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">http://weheartit.com/entry/791244</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"> and </span><a href="http://hubblesite.org/gallery/album/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">http://hubblesite.org/gallery/album/</span></a></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><b>Picture 5: </b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><b></b>via </span><a href="http://www.latinamerika.onlinehome.de/peru/peru_start.htm"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">http://www.latinamerika.onlinehome.de/peru/peru_start.htm</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"> and via </span><a href="http://hubblesite.org/gallery/album/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">http://hubblesite.org/gallery/album/</span></a></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><b>Picture 6:</b> </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">via </span><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/493493"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">http://weheartit.com/entry/493493</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"> and via </span><a href="http://hubblesite.org/gallery/album/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">http://hubblesite.org/gallery/album/</span></a></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; line-height: 81px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div>the Astronauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395071552818957288noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746962180863286624.post-22172729840241277712010-01-09T20:02:00.007+01:002010-01-09T23:37:13.916+01:00//SHAKESPEARE//<div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 550px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0kCieKWhkI/AAAAAAAAA_g/-mWzuA6KpHA/s400/god.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424870017379763778" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">It took me a while to produce this. I've been thinking about how to put this thought into words.</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">This is about God. I keep thinking about this human phenomen. I am an atheist. I can't say there is no God for sure because I can't prove that. But you can't prove the opposite either. So I say, I believe, I assume, I decide for myself that there is no God. No supernatural power, that created humanity, the plants and animals, and the world we all live in. I'm convinced, that all there is the nothing but the roaring, hustling, whistling sound of the silent universe. Nietsche called atheism nihilism. But to me, that's not right. Life may be a hopeless chaos, a coincidence, just a weird result of the endless evolution. People, societies, emotions, burdens, relations, beginnings, and endings, It is terrible, it is hard, for some all the time, for others now and then.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">It is a well-known fact that the amount of religious people in developing countries is generally higher than in industrial nations. Life is hard there, in the developing countries, I heard. The hardes, probably. Having a hard life, people ask themselves "</span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Why?". </span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">And to this question, only God is the answer. You couldn't list all the things that lead to the circumstances a person finds him/herself in that very moment he/ she wonders about life, but it would be the correct thing to do.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">God describes every human's flaw. It is giving a reason to all this chaos, a destination, and taking fear, having company in the loneliest moments, and holding out hope for everyone, justifiying, and encouraging,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">God is also accepting that there are no answers to everything, especially to the question about God. </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">What/who is God? </span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">It is not a common question in that sense. People tend to accept that God is simply something beyond their perceiption. And they don't go further. This is what keeps God alive.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">But being reasonable, and accepting the evolution theory although we can't explain eeverything here, is what Nietzsche calls </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">the hardest thought</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">. It means realising that humans are nothing but a coincidence, a sudden occurance on the surface of the earth, a triviality. We are not intended, planned, created, destined. We are here. And I assume that almost every religious person would find him/herself lonely, confused, lost, broken, empty, guideless and worthless.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">But I say: this is nothing to worry about! For me, it is OK to be worthless, to be a meaningless being on earth's surface. I don't mind being an invisible spot in the big picture of time and space, because to a few wonderful people I am a valuable person and to some people I am the whole picture. And this is why I don't need a God.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">The idea of God has shown to be unneceessary. We need to be honest with ourselves and to others and we need to admit that we are afraid. We need accept and we need to give help. And we need to remember that there are others around us who share the same miserable lonelyness and desperation, that they are asking the same question. We need give shelter and hope to others, we need to eat and make love. This is all we can do. We need to give up God.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">When I see the sea, the sun, a beautiful river or a beautiful person, when I experience love or luck, I do not think of God. I think: </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">What a beautiful coincidence!</span></span></span></div><div><i><br /></i></div></div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 550px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0kDDPQxY-I/AAAAAAAAA_w/DWsN1zQn9M0/s400/MUSTER3.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424870580315841506" /><div><br /><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 550px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0kDEIlxb-I/AAAAAAAABAA/Gsa8HDQUkOk/s400/MUSTER6.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424870595704745954" /></div><div><br /><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 550px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0kDDSYk5wI/AAAAAAAAA_4/ClMsXK3MGog/s400/MUSTER5.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424870581153883906" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 560px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0kDCyzMm8I/AAAAAAAAA_o/DIl5Y1ozeqc/s400/MUSTER2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424870572675603394" /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0kDEAKCvzI/AAAAAAAABAI/JpmH-Fy0_Gc/s1600-h/Ohne+Titel.jpeg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 550px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0kDEAKCvzI/AAAAAAAABAI/JpmH-Fy0_Gc/s400/Ohne+Titel.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424870593440956210" /></a></div><div><br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">picture via </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a href="http://myminddroppings.wordpress.com/2009/10/09/almost-nobody-truly-believes-in-god/">http://myminddroppings.wordpress.com/2009/10/09/almost-nobody-truly-believes-in-god/</a> (seems to be an interesting article btw, although I haven't read it fully yet)</span></span></i></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div></div></div>the Astronauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395071552818957288noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746962180863286624.post-16764861500814996102010-01-05T23:04:00.002+01:002010-01-05T23:13:39.993+01:00//MINI FOR MANY//<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Mini for many SS10 </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">(No, this is not the official minimarket blog, haha. I'm just a huuuge fan (obviously) and I am longing for such and springy atmosphere like on all these beautiful photos, So well. That's about it. Next time, I'll post something less materialistic, I promise!)</span></span></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0O4iAHOSpI/AAAAAAAAA-g/arkFZywi5L0/s1600-h/7_18.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 163px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0O4iAHOSpI/AAAAAAAAA-g/arkFZywi5L0/s400/7_18.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423381270569568914" /></a><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 163px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0O4h0pzcdI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/DKQIAsdAi24/s400/7_17.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423381267493384658" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 163px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0O4hv-_anI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/nBdEZE03iag/s400/7_16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423381266240072306" /><br /><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">all photos via </span></span><a href="http://www.minimarket.se/index.php?/miniformany/ss10-lookbook/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">http://www.minimarket.se/index.php?/miniformany/ss10-lookbook/</span></span></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 500; line-height: 12px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">photography by Marcus Palmqvist/ adamsky</span></span></span></div>the Astronauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395071552818957288noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746962180863286624.post-84934480180947999202010-01-05T22:09:00.003+01:002010-01-05T22:14:57.739+01:00//MINIMARKET POSSY//<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Minimarket SS10 possy</span></span></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OrJRjjvvI/AAAAAAAAA-I/7bFytjMVsE4/s1600-h/19_18.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OrJRjjvvI/AAAAAAAAA-I/7bFytjMVsE4/s400/19_18.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423366552103927538" /></a><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OrJRjjvvI/AAAAAAAAA-I/7bFytjMVsE4/s1600-h/19_18.jpg"></a><br /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OrI6k9rII/AAAAAAAAA94/whrp__UtPeA/s400/19_14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423366545935805570" /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OrJLkO-WI/AAAAAAAAA-A/o6Zhqv_YxHA/s1600-h/19_16.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OrJLkO-WI/AAAAAAAAA-A/o6Zhqv_YxHA/s400/19_16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423366550496147810" /></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OrJLkO-WI/AAAAAAAAA-A/o6Zhqv_YxHA/s1600-h/19_16.jpg"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OrIpjb0XI/AAAAAAAAA9w/ZLVT1NUIQn8/s1600-h/19_2.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OrIpjb0XI/AAAAAAAAA9w/ZLVT1NUIQn8/s400/19_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423366541365989746" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OrIeZTUXI/AAAAAAAAA9o/GZ4mgFTePVQ/s1600-h/19_1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OrIeZTUXI/AAAAAAAAA9o/GZ4mgFTePVQ/s400/19_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423366538370699634" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">all photos via </span></span><a href="http://www.minimarket.se/index.php?/minimarket/ss10-possy/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">http://www.minimarket.se/index.php?/minimarket/ss10-possy/</span></span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">photography by liselott rydberg sörensen</span></span></div>the Astronauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395071552818957288noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746962180863286624.post-87598228954096662592010-01-05T22:00:00.002+01:002010-01-05T22:09:48.078+01:00//LET US RUN TOWARD THOSE CLOTHES//<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Minimarket SS10 runway</span></span></div><div><br /></div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 163px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OpaKn9c1I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/WQ4oTr-U6Dg/s400/5_25.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423364643277861714" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 163px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OpaM2kaiI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/cCegmGSPzNI/s400/5_26.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423364643876006434" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 163px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0Opaj9_ceI/AAAAAAAAA9g/A8FUMsjrKso/s400/5_28.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423364650081153506" /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">all photos via </span></span><a href="http://www.minimarket.se/index.php?/minimarket/ss10-runway/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">http://www.minimarket.se/index.php?/minimarket/ss10-runway/</span></span></a></div>the Astronauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395071552818957288noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746962180863286624.post-36076324320798348582010-01-05T21:51:00.006+01:002010-01-05T21:59:24.414+01:00//MAXIMUM//<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Minimarket accessories SS10</span></div><div><br /></div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OmgJT7fFI/AAAAAAAAA9A/I7yyrdp_mZw/s400/17_15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423361447469743186" /><div><br /><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OmfM3it_I/AAAAAAAAA8o/XLyI5uJ2ryo/s400/17_6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423361431244552178" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OmfqgyM4I/AAAAAAAAA84/Tr0BA-tAAWA/s400/17_13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423361439202161538" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OmsLsbuPI/AAAAAAAAA9I/m941zJZth6c/s400/17_12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423361654267820274" /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OmfVF33DI/AAAAAAAAA8w/cdcXHjj7j_c/s1600-h/17_8.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OmfVF33DI/AAAAAAAAA8w/cdcXHjj7j_c/s400/17_8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423361433452141618" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0Ome6GKGAI/AAAAAAAAA8g/iFiZrrz8GR4/s1600-h/17_1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0Ome6GKGAI/AAAAAAAAA8g/iFiZrrz8GR4/s400/17_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423361426205579266" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">all photos via </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><a href="http://www.minimarket.se/index.php?/minimarket/ss10-accessories/">http://www.minimarket.se/index.php?/minimarket/ss10-accessories/</a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;">photography by Emil Larsson/ adamsky</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div></div>the Astronauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395071552818957288noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746962180863286624.post-24848073095275797282010-01-05T21:45:00.004+01:002010-01-05T22:00:29.863+01:00//MEDIUM//<div><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Minimarket lookbook SS10, dress and blouse kimono, jacket shells and shirt algue</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, dress marble, dress goldie (from left to right)</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OlbLz3MCI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/_kLRO9zaBP4/s1600-h/18_14-1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 163px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OlbLz3MCI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/_kLRO9zaBP4/s400/18_14-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423360262729576482" /></a><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 163px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OlatucKDI/AAAAAAAAA8A/mwosr5vOnYo/s400/18_5-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423360254653769778" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 163px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0Ola6QogXI/AAAAAAAAA8I/rt40JZY6TiM/s400/18_13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423360258018410866" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 163px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0Olad-ru1I/AAAAAAAAA74/WEox0ocbeME/s400/18_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423360250426932050" /><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">all photos via </span><a href="http://www.minimarket.se/index.php?/minimarket/ss10-lookbook/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">http://www.minimarket.se/index.php?/minimarket/ss10-lookbook/</span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://www.minimarket.se/index.php?/minimarket/ss10-lookbook/"></a>photography by Peter Gehrke/ adamsky</span><br /><br /></div>the Astronauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395071552818957288noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746962180863286624.post-68119742300349111082010-01-05T21:37:00.003+01:002010-01-05T21:45:28.411+01:00//MINI//<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Minimarket SS10 campaign</span></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OjS2m0yaI/AAAAAAAAA7w/axDm8zVc5OU/s1600-h/580-1600-0-100.minimarketkampagenss10_5.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OjS2m0yaI/AAAAAAAAA7w/axDm8zVc5OU/s400/580-1600-0-100.minimarketkampagenss10_5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423357920575539618" /></a><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OjS2m0yaI/AAAAAAAAA7w/axDm8zVc5OU/s1600-h/580-1600-0-100.minimarketkampagenss10_5.jpg"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OjSmJkPlI/AAAAAAAAA7o/dKlu9ZQq1F4/s1600-h/580-1600-0-100.minimarketkampagenss10_4.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OjSmJkPlI/AAAAAAAAA7o/dKlu9ZQq1F4/s400/580-1600-0-100.minimarketkampagenss10_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423357916157853266" /></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OjSmJkPlI/AAAAAAAAA7o/dKlu9ZQq1F4/s1600-h/580-1600-0-100.minimarketkampagenss10_4.jpg"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OjSfZ5kwI/AAAAAAAAA7g/mZRC1L48FwA/s1600-h/580-1600-0-100.minimarketkampagenss10_2.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OjSfZ5kwI/AAAAAAAAA7g/mZRC1L48FwA/s400/580-1600-0-100.minimarketkampagenss10_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423357914347311874" /></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OjSfZ5kwI/AAAAAAAAA7g/mZRC1L48FwA/s1600-h/580-1600-0-100.minimarketkampagenss10_2.jpg"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OjSGpm1zI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/4r_-G01KQiM/s1600-h/580-1600-0-100.minimarketkampagenss10_1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OjSGpm1zI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/4r_-G01KQiM/s400/580-1600-0-100.minimarketkampagenss10_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423357907702306610" /></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OjSGpm1zI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/4r_-G01KQiM/s1600-h/580-1600-0-100.minimarketkampagenss10_1.jpg"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OjR1mUi5I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/53wGtvbImpU/s1600-h/16_imagess101-480x639.png"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OjR1mUi5I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/53wGtvbImpU/s400/16_imagess101-480x639.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423357903125121938" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">all photos via </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><a href="http://www.minimarket.se/index.php?/minimarket/ss10-image/">http://www.minimarket.se/index.php?/minimarket/ss10-image/</a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">photography by Peter Gehrke/ adamsky</span></span></div>the Astronauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395071552818957288noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746962180863286624.post-29965411393476187972010-01-05T20:05:00.006+01:002010-01-05T21:37:07.748+01:00//NO, NOT THE SKIN DESEASE//<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Acne- gorgeous as usual.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Sale, btw, but still far out of budget. I usually refuse to pay for a brand an not for the clothes themselves and hopefully fair production, but when it comes to Acne, I <i>would</i> spend the money, <i>if </i>I had it. </span></span></div><br /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OfSZ0EoCI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/kfXUbhlT3ok/s400/60472009653132957833185_L.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423353514799964194" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OfRrlL_hI/AAAAAAAAA5w/bQZRJB249A0/s400/62812009751416545325354_L.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423353502389501458" /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OgAwJzfnI/AAAAAAAAA6o/ygs78fY-xV8/s1600-h/70742009842414561322285_L.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OgAwJzfnI/AAAAAAAAA6o/ygs78fY-xV8/s400/70742009842414561322285_L.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423354311070678642" /></a><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OgAhSCAoI/AAAAAAAAA6g/Quzo9Jwqv8Y/s400/707420098424133958826215_L.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423354307078652546" /><div><br /><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OgBK4XosI/AAAAAAAAA64/eWJ5WbwDRy8/s400/57492009551210474389284_L.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423354318245307074" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OgBNwBLiI/AAAAAAAAA6w/Ll27zc9z-Mw/s400/574920095512104750830238_L.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423354319015587362" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OgVNSZ20I/AAAAAAAAA7I/xeLUqGzBvwI/s400/61782009752117230913299_L.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423354662488759106" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OgAQnY7sI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/qIlf3xjyY6U/s400/61802009841012510802209_L.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423354302604832450" /><br /><br /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OfR0MMWiI/AAAAAAAAA54/WG_XIAnYKcU/s400/574820098424132754687306_L.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423353504700586530" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OfSC2iBZI/AAAAAAAAA6A/7wZcMH0unZg/s400/574820098424132758422237_L.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423353508636263826" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OgU9DXaaI/AAAAAAAAA7A/QStQ9t35keE/s400/633920095526172830200327_L.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423354658130717090" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/S0OfSYRd52I/AAAAAAAAA6I/eOmjL88Qx-w/s400/633520095526171125814107_L.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423353514386384738" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">all photos via </span><a href="http://shop.acnestudios.com/system/search/search.asp?bid=10&container=124&gender=F"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">http://shop.acnestudios.com/system/search/search.asp?bid=10&container=124&gender=F</span><br /></a><br /></div></div>the Astronauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395071552818957288noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746962180863286624.post-62175378106177478022010-01-05T20:04:00.000+01:002010-01-05T20:05:48.272+01:00//WHY//<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">..does nobody comment here?</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">mhhh...</span></span></div>the Astronauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395071552818957288noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746962180863286624.post-85447948640387598292009-12-30T20:16:00.008+01:002010-01-01T23:25:09.848+01:00//JEWELS OF TRIVIALITY//<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SzvKIfoeLlI/AAAAAAAAA5o/Zk7JyaN_8oI/s1600-h/tumblr_kvha5pAMO71qzcapto1_500.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 700px; height: 566px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SzvKIfoeLlI/AAAAAAAAA5o/Zk7JyaN_8oI/s400/tumblr_kvha5pAMO71qzcapto1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421148823749537362" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">It's been a while, since you heard of me, I know, I know. I've been so busy with life, I completely forgot about my virtual one. There was lots of stuff to do for school before the holidays, the 'pre-finals' had to be written, that means two assignments à 5 hours and one à 4 hours in english, art and history. Okay, I see, this is nothing of relevance to you.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I've been spending more time on </span><a href="http://aliensandastronauts.tumblr.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><b>tumblr</b>,</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> mostly posting pictures, but now and then a random note or a quote or so, too. Tumblr is way easier and quicker than blogger, you don't need to register yourself each time you want to post.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">So, tomorrow is New Year's Eve, my favourite among all parties. I never like Christmas so much because at the end of the day it is mostly about presents and the atmosphere could never really get me going. I like giving presents to the ones I love, but I hate that this christmas is the one day I am supposed to. With all the things I was occupied with in december, including being sick, so many visitings at so many doctors, learning, homeworks, preperations, I just couldn't find any time left to buy presents. And I refused to go searching for them on purpose because, to me, that is </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">missing the point</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">. And, in addition to that, I (being an atheist) don't like Christmas as it celebrates the birth of Jesus- which too many people seem to forget over hunting for present (which, btw, according to the newspaper located here, a high amount of people exchange after the big day). This is why for me, there was never reason to 'celebrate' something I didn't even believe in.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I give when I feel like, and I don't belive in god(s).</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">As for New Year's Eve, oh, I just love fireworks. Thar glittery, sparkling </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">bangbanbang, </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">and the </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">oohs</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">, and the </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">aahs</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> in the cold and the dark, and this senseless energy that fades already in the morning hours and all resolutions postponed to next year or <i>later</i>. The german word for New Year's Eve is Sylvester. Beautiful, eh? Well, yes, I prefer crackers to cradles, I guess.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Speaking about </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Sylvester</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> and resolutions, to me, it's the same shit like giving presents </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">because it's christmas. </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">What if I notice a bad habit in march? Do I have to wait till the end of the year till I am going to change it? As I said, senseless, but </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">human</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">So, this is me </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">not</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> resolving, just daydreaming, as usual:</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">2009 was awful, all in all.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><b>2010</b> will be aw, learning for finals, finals- </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">finally, </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">finishing school, maybe going abroad,sewing, drawing, laughing, running, dancing, losing </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">false friends,</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> learning new languages, writing, traveling, wedges, american appaarel, zara, flowers, flats, glasses, hair, underwear, seaside, island, water, sunbathing, reading, sunglasses, one first and last careless summer, eating, cute dresses and short shorts, no more teachers, lipsticks, tight jeans and white shirts, good music, new music, sun rising, and sun setting, perfume, kissing, dresses, upside- down crosses, bags, darkness and lights, movies, singing aloud although I'm not good at that, magazines, or not, architecture, art exhibitions, dots, stripes, black and white, long skirts, taking more photos, less internet, haha, clothes, jewelry, new friends, tights, coats, scarves, the universe, the moon- </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">always, </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">goodbyes, and hellos, popcorn (always and everywhere- almost), beds, toes, tears, tigers, whales, touches, concerts, cold and warm and everything in between, breath in- breath out...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">This is an endless list, coincidence will sweep me away, maybe to some of those places above, maybe not. But as you know, detours show us the best places and people.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><b>Feel free to leave your thoughts, what do you think, what's your opinion and so on?</b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;">photo via <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kat4fred/4105025239/in/photostream/">http://www.flickr.com/photos/kat4fred/4105025239/in/photostream/</a></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><b>Status quo: I'm currently...</b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;">- <b>reading:</b> the other hand by chris cleave</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;">- <b>listenin</b><b>g to:</b> new moon soundtrack (don't assume, I like the movie, I don't didn' even like the books except<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>for the first, but the music is quite good)</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><b>-wanting</b>: oh, just peace</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><b>-feeling:</b> tired, but I can't seem to fall asleep anyway, so what!</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;">Happy new year everyone!!</span></div>the Astronauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395071552818957288noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746962180863286624.post-39404623617379335802009-11-10T16:55:00.012+01:002009-12-30T18:24:25.708+01:00//MASSIVE, LUMINOUS BALL OF PLASMA//<img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 600px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SvmNQX9ehdI/AAAAAAAAA2w/5DyXEX1VvkM/s400/tumblr_ks51hrIeRW1qzmsjjo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402504540456912338" /><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 600px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SvmQeGEh4mI/AAAAAAAAA3A/HhprSwfsiHg/s400/hs-2005-02-e-large_web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402508074707706466" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 600px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SvmNPYVMk5I/AAAAAAAAA2g/hfJfEXY7BbM/s400/hs-2007-04-a-large_web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402504523376530322" /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SvmQegRif8I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Y13FyKwxd4w/s1600-h/hs-2009-25-l-large_web.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 600px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SvmQegRif8I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Y13FyKwxd4w/s400/hs-2009-25-l-large_web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402508081741594562" /></a><br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SvmNPYVMk5I/AAAAAAAAA2g/hfJfEXY7BbM/s1600-h/hs-2007-04-a-large_web.jpg"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SvmNPMHEXyI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/oswL3qzc7QU/s1600-h/hs-2006-17-b-large_web.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 600px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SvmNPMHEXyI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/oswL3qzc7QU/s400/hs-2006-17-b-large_web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402504520096046882" /></a><br /><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 600px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SvmQeZixRfI/AAAAAAAAA3I/F6Q4XGBesXU/s400/hs-2005-35-a-large_web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402508079934817778" /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:x-small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Nothing original today... I robbed the </span></span><a href="http://hubblesite.org/gallery/album/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">hubble website</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"> again and above you see the result. I was planning on doing some diy with photos like these, but I am still not decided which layout to chose... so this is in progress, but these pics are constantly beautiful and always welcome distraction, aren't they?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Oh, I forgot where I got the first pic from but I will tell you as soon as I know.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div></div>the Astronauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395071552818957288noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746962180863286624.post-63965863946272990902009-11-09T16:23:00.005+01:002009-12-30T18:23:59.261+01:00//RED//<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/Svg0FGf7q4I/AAAAAAAAA2I/o3BDbBHxb6U/s1600-h/image.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/Svg0FGf7q4I/AAAAAAAAA2I/o3BDbBHxb6U/s400/image.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402125015279446914" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">photo: via zara.com</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I love love love this tee, but I hate it that all fashion bloggers seem to be into universe prints lately... grrr.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Well, well, I think I gonna have to buy it anyway. I just can't resist something like that. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Edit: no, obviously, I can't- haha! (this means I bought it)</span></span></div>the Astronauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395071552818957288noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746962180863286624.post-68969769284582610582009-11-02T12:03:00.018+01:002009-12-30T18:21:08.075+01:00//THE SEPTEMBER ISSUE//<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/Su7OCecPTiI/AAAAAAAAA1I/6U1O_g_WXbQ/s400/17BF8587-FEAB-FF08-6FC49FD99E057CB8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399479545190370850" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">I watched this film (The Semptember Issue) yesterday.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">All I basically knew about Anna Wintour before was what I snapped from the discussions about the film The Devil Wears Prada which is based on Lauren Weisberger's novel. Lauren Weisberger was, as you might know, Anna Wintour's assisant and allthough the resemblance of Andy Sachs and the author herself was never officially confirmed it is widespread that there must be some truth about the whole story. And it makes sense, doesn't it? How could anybody be successfull in such a job as chief-editor of the US-Vogue, if he/she were not a hard, cold and demanding person? And doesn't the business itself cries for such an person?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">The world of fashion is unjust, superficial, decadent, authoritarian, inhibited, luxurious. It is about money, diszipline and favor. And luck is a dominant part of every aspect. So what reasonable person who values equal rights, fair working conditions and freedom, who can accept and tolerate different opinions, could make this industry work? Right, I don't have an immediate answer, either.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/Su7ODH4YiDI/AAAAAAAAA1g/5Bpl6Utt948/s400/coffinpics064.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399479556314269746" /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">As I am judging here, I have to say that I don't have an overall overview nor any reliable insider information. So, I shouldn't actually have an opinion, I am not supposed to have one and I am sure not competent enough for it.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">But the thing is, I have one. And wether it's a stupid and irrelevant one, that's for the competent ones to decide. Because I am sitting at the end of it. I would be the one buying Vogue, if I liked that magazine.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/Su7OSRWca8I/AAAAAAAAA1w/g9s4mA9OrgY/s400/Scansione1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399479816554310594" /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Well, what I know about the fashion industry is that poor children in developing countries have to work on some pair of high-fashion brand jeans, otherwise their</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"> family wouldn't be able to survive. And those children can not go to school, to learn and to make their life less miserable in the end because they would find a better-paid job.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">So I know that the fashion industry is exploiting children in develo</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">ping countries and takes away from them their education and their future.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">And I know, that the editors of magazines such as Vogue waste inconceivable much money for editorials and shoots and other semi-important things, that won't even be fully published in the end because </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">the hair looks strange </span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">or something... </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Honestly?</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"> Does it matter? It sure doesn't matter to the child sewing the jeans in Bangladesh that the hair looks strange, but I' m positive that it matters to it how many years it's family could have lived free of care with the money that was spent on those photographs that ended up in the trash.</span></span></div><img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/Su7OSgxqdLI/AAAAAAAAA14/oY0TkE9f8HM/s400/skinny+model-thumb.JPG.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399479820695008434" /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">And: Would the ordinary fashionista really notice the strange hair at all? I bet, she wouldn't!</span></span></div><img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/Su7OC4Qbz1I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/8WvtJLmZLgI/s400/1947.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399479552120180562" /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">See, with Vogue it's the same like with religion. There is way too much respect for it because the system is working so well. Pray to God, or pray to Vogue, it is, when it is stylized, the same concept: The fashion industry is your religion. The Vogue (especially the US-Vogue) is your church. You pay for it, and with it (church/Vogue), you're in the system, you're in the group. You only get God when you go to church. Those two are bent together. The God of the fashionistas would be Anna Wintour in that case. She rules it all. Designers show her their collections before they show them on the runway shows. Not very free, mh? Whilst on the other hand, being creative is supposed to be the expression of one's personal</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"> ideas, feelings, etc, and in my point of view it should be unneccessary to consult anybody else but oneself for that purpose.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Well, back to the church. Fashion is religion, Anna is God, Vogue is the church. Here all fashionistas get to know what Anna wants them to know. And I ask myself:</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Why are people letting something like this to be done with themselves? Don't they strive to be as free as possible? </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">I am not religious and I don't like the Vogue. For several reasons: </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">First, I don't like the authoritarin character of it. To me, fashion is an art, and when it comes to art, there is no universal opinion about it. There may be a majority and a minority, but what became very clear in the movie The September Issue was, that the US-Vogue is pretty much Anna's personal views, tastes and favourites. But she lets others do the real job for her, she just picks what she likes and is extremely stubborn when it comes to different opinions. Isn't that a shame?? As for me, I think a magazine should have several editors with different opinions equal influence and freedom of dicision-making so that the magazine reflects the variety of designers that want to be noticed and acknowledged.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Second thing I don't like about Vogue is the overwhelmin</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">g amount of </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">advertisement there is. I must admit, that some advertisement is very well done, but do I have to pay a ridicoulously high price for </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">advertisement</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"> that want to lure me into buying something I can't even afford?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Next thing is the fashion industry itself. I woudn't want to buy a magazine that is the support of such an unreal, unfair industry.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">I don't consider it very </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">glamourous,</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"> wearing a pair of jeans that defrauded some young boy or girl of his education.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">So no, I don't like Vogue. I am really interested in fashion but I won't support this cruel system. I think it is a shame and I wonder, why it seems that nobody is aware of what they are doing...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/Su7OC4xAm_I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/05JD5kn4Fvk/s400/Anna_Wintour_1125954c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399479552256809970" /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">What especially stroke me watching the film yesterday was the absolute paradox the fashion industry bears. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">"Fashion is not about looking back. It's always about looking forward. ", Anna said, and she's right. All fashion people are concerned with are the next trends, the next seasons, the new colours, etc, yet the fashion industry itself remains one of the most backwards and fixed institutions, just like the church.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Oh, and btw, Anna Wintour wore Prada at the premiere of The Devil Wears Prada...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 360px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/Su7OS9KjydI/AAAAAAAAA2A/ELBZJF0MnFw/s400/skinny-model-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399479828315621842" /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/Su7ODcU1TQI/AAAAAAAAA1o/N3kogfmkc8s/s400/crystal-renn-runway.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399479561802304770" /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Picture sources:</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/fashion/3545558/Is-there-life-after-Vogue-for-Anna-Wintour.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">http://www.telegraph.co.uk/fashion/3545558/Is-there-life-after-Vogue-for-Anna-Wintour.html</span></span></span></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://miaamber.wordpress.com/2009/08/27/stylelist-tweets/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">http://miaamber.wordpress.com/2009/08/27/stylelist-tweets/</span></span></span></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/eat-the-press/2007/03/08/americas-next-top-pluss_e_42962.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">http://blog.modelmanagement.com/2009/08/21/taller-skinnier-younger-where-are-the-limits/</span></span></span></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/eat-the-press/2007/03/08/americas-next-top-pluss_e_42962.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">http://stylecanvas.wordpress.com/page/3/</span></span></span></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/eat-the-press/2007/03/08/americas-next-top-pluss_e_42962.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">http://www.huffingtonpost.com/eat-the-press/2007/03/08/americas-next-top-pluss_e_42962.html</span></span></span></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://community.livejournal.com/foto_decadent/1854904.html#cutid1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">http://community.livejournal.com/foto_decadent/1854904.html#cutid1</span></span></span></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://pakalolostyle.wordpress.com/2009/08/20/the-september-issue-pat-mcgrath"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">http://pakalolostyle.wordpress.com/2009/08/20/the-september-issue-pat-mcgrath</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">/</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">EDIT: people I was not that far a way with my statement! We have the first 'confession': </span></span><b><a href="http://twitter.com/ida_filippa/status/5489879685"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">click</span></span></span></a></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><b></b> EDIT #2: found tha illustration today, haha, I obviously wasn't the first who came up with this idea... </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 371px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SxPoh_J3DVI/AAAAAAAAA3g/0UCrsvczMRM/s400/tumblr_ktvrbxosPz1qza6kro1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409923247988215122" /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><b><br /></b></span></div>the Astronauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395071552818957288noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746962180863286624.post-25482782800635684922009-10-29T19:31:00.005+01:002009-12-30T18:24:42.243+01:00//NAME THE PET//<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/Sungdo7NDsI/AAAAAAAAA1A/AyN2CVs7RjI/s1600-h/suede+5+-+19.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/Sungdo7NDsI/AAAAAAAAA1A/AyN2CVs7RjI/s400/suede+5+-+19.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398092428186816194" /></a><i><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">(Lina Scheynius photograph)</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Mhh, some music is so weird/ totally not according to my usual kind of music taste that it turns out to be some good stuff. Good crap. Very good.</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">It's like irony or sarkasm.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><a href="http://www.myspace.com/namethepet"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">http://www.myspace.com/namethepet</span></span></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>the Astronauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395071552818957288noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746962180863286624.post-11754747260579547172009-10-28T22:22:00.006+01:002009-12-30T18:24:57.991+01:00//THE END OF THE WORLD//<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/Sui4F01025I/AAAAAAAAA04/L870RfxhAm8/s1600-h/245707-9-1256667666768.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/Sui4F01025I/AAAAAAAAA04/L870RfxhAm8/s400/245707-9-1256667666768.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397766563626802066" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">So many posts today, haha, more than 100- yaaay. Not that I seriously feel good now or something, I've been actually wasting the time I could have needed for my studies and homeworks and crap like that! But I've totally feeling like wasting time today! Like I was spoiled with, pretending I had hours and hours of leisure, pretending I din't care. Sometimes I just need to throw my time outta the window. Yeah, richt. Away with it. Let somebody else pick it up and learn how to read and write.</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">From time to time, I take a dose destructivism and say fuck you to the world. Ha! What a revolutionist am, I, huh? (...not... I'm depressed that's all. And I have to stop rambling.)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Good night, sleep tight, alright?</span></span></div>the Astronauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395071552818957288noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746962180863286624.post-23433197579600010642009-10-28T21:57:00.007+01:002009-12-30T18:28:21.880+01:00//FEELING BLUE//<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 501px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/Sui1EI1a20I/AAAAAAAAA0o/9nG8EVhdBCE/s400/Deep-Sky.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397763236099185474" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 500px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/Sui0Ml77bRI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/l7k9J304i78/s400/heic0715a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397762281838439698" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 444px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/Sui0MBoi7PI/AAAAAAAAA0A/iPLyiNHXazg/s400/Galaxie-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397762272093465842" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 464px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/Sui1EIM6drI/AAAAAAAAA0w/Poi0UvmrU_M/s400/galaxie-magellansche-gr.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397763235929290418" /><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 460px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/Sui0Lytr7gI/AAAAAAAAAz4/ir2oeixUc04/s400/Cirrusnebel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397762268088495618" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/Sui0r6YkVXI/AAAAAAAAA0g/pfJR7Nke17A/s1600-h/6a00e008d66835883400e54f7b67228833-.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 466px; height: 600px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/Sui0r6YkVXI/AAAAAAAAA0g/pfJR7Nke17A/s400/6a00e008d66835883400e54f7b67228833-.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397762819903214962" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Aw, I don't know whats wrong with me.</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Today I lost my belief in friendship. Why, you ask? Because the people who pretend to be friends are no more than jealous, egoistic and dishonest children who take themselves way too serious. That sounds so arrogant, and I might consider changing my mind about it... some time... when school is over- but it's true. </span></span></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 466px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/Sui0Wz_-sfI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/8N3mCTOG1HQ/s400/2dm6q8y.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397762457412219378" /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I'm not a party popper but I don't see the sense in overindulging oneself, behaving like a bitch and ending up in the corner, vomitting. Now this is uncool, heh? Well, is it really such a great feeling, not knowing what really happened that friday night but telling everybody els </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">how tanked</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> you were?</span></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>the Astronauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395071552818957288noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746962180863286624.post-31263994983891344302009-10-28T19:00:00.008+01:002009-12-30T18:30:07.700+01:00//'COS I LIKE COS//<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 491px; height: 600px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SuiHdeQ-dyI/AAAAAAAAAzo/zUYWW01DljQ/s400/ca526c2a-410f-40a8-9645-374a28eb80fd.img.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397713093813761826" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SuiHdgbn1jI/AAAAAAAAAzw/Ojoic14MJK8/s1600-h/235e1705-fff5-4e2d-937f-fca76db7654b.img.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 482px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SuiHdgbn1jI/AAAAAAAAAzw/Ojoic14MJK8/s400/235e1705-fff5-4e2d-937f-fca76db7654b.img.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397713094395287090" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SuiHdJdBqLI/AAAAAAAAAzg/jeHDxBAVbDI/s1600-h/new_week43_1_img.img.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 467px; height: 600px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SuiHdJdBqLI/AAAAAAAAAzg/jeHDxBAVbDI/s400/new_week43_1_img.img.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397713088227158194" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SuiHc5tTtuI/AAAAAAAAAzY/pqwCGyHrOcg/s1600-h/new_week44_1_img.img.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 467px; height: 600px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SuiHc5tTtuI/AAAAAAAAAzY/pqwCGyHrOcg/s400/new_week44_1_img.img.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397713084000483042" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">leather on 'ya shoulders</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">all pictures from </span></span><a href="http://www.cosstores.com/gb/site/home__start.nhtml"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">cosstores.com</span></span></a></div></span>the Astronauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395071552818957288noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746962180863286624.post-5930417024909073612009-10-28T18:47:00.007+01:002009-12-30T18:31:35.757+01:00//BANGLE DANGLE//<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SuiEn9ddppI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/ExWryv7EP9w/s1600-h/earrings.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 409px; height: 600px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SuiEn9ddppI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/ExWryv7EP9w/s400/earrings.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397709975451444882" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SuiDuADmaLI/AAAAAAAAAzA/G-kd9zk9IXg/s1600-h/5761462453024_Gold_l1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 467px; height: 600px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SuiDuADmaLI/AAAAAAAAAzA/G-kd9zk9IXg/s400/5761462453024_Gold_l1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397708979715860658" /></a><b><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">pictures via</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"> urbanoutfitters.co.uk and http://z.about.com/d/fashion/1/0/o/F/1/earrings.jpg</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Long, long earrings to adorn yourself with.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: normal;font-size:x-small;"><br /></span></div></b>the Astronauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395071552818957288noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746962180863286624.post-42632631361753411122009-10-28T18:36:00.007+01:002009-12-30T18:33:29.879+01:00//ARE YOU WILD//<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 467px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SuiBdAIGOAI/AAAAAAAAAyo/BM0OF5gqTmQ/s400/wild-fox-couture-fangs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397706488653690882" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 486px; height: 600px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SuiBtaSLBqI/AAAAAAAAAyw/jiZd1_lO7eE/s400/Aries_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397706770553177762" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 486px; height: 600px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SuiBcmnH2fI/AAAAAAAAAyY/ePki15F9GAs/s400/IMG_5175-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397706481804499442" /><div style="text-align: center;">(truth.)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SuiBts6b59I/AAAAAAAAAy4/_e5O2346trY/s1600-h/Fall09-5261.jpg"></a><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 486px; height: 600px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SuiBcHKD7kI/AAAAAAAAAyI/8VpThCLcpK4/s400/IMG_3992_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397706473361108546" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 486px; height: 600px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SuiBcgGALzI/AAAAAAAAAyg/cB7EiFAaUXQ/s400/redheart4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397706480054972210" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 486px; height: 600px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SuiBcSLYQHI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/McvtJLduek0/s400/IMG_4889-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397706476319424626" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SuiBts6b59I/AAAAAAAAAy4/_e5O2346trY/s1600-h/Fall09-5261.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 486px; height: 600px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SuiBts6b59I/AAAAAAAAAy4/_e5O2346trY/s400/Fall09-5261.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397706775553894354" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">one of my favourites: Wildfox Couture, an american clothing brand for women. Oh, I'd love to own one of these... </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Today seems to be the day for dreaming about unaffordable clothes! </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">So, what are your lustings?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">all pictures from </span></span><a href="http://www.wildfoxcouture.com/shop.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">here</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">. Enjoy.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>the Astronauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395071552818957288noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746962180863286624.post-23500750502066212682009-10-28T17:50:00.006+01:002009-12-30T18:33:47.796+01:00//ODE TO VIVIENNE//<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I was scrolling through Urban Outfiter's website today and discovered that they are selling Vivienne Westwood'S collections. Now I wish I had loads of money to actually buy them, but now, all I can do is drool over the pics. Ha! And now I'm gonna infect you:</span></span><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://www.polyvore.com/ode_to_vivienne/set?.mid=embed&id=13119644"><img width="400" alt="Ode to Vivienne" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFlhKWU5tZVhEM2hHT0NiSlBwQXh1ZkEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Ode to Vivienne" height="400" border="0" /></a><br /><small><a href="http://www.polyvore.com/ode_to_vivienne/set?.mid=embed&id=13119644">Ode to Vivienne</a> by <a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&id=555525">the astronaut</a> featuring <a href="http://www.polyvore.com/vivienne_westwood/shop?brand=Vivienne+Westwood">Vivienne Westwood</a></small></div>the Astronauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395071552818957288noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746962180863286624.post-25614797107696700792009-10-28T17:29:00.005+01:002009-10-28T18:44:32.245+01:00//Hi Sofie!//<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Ha! I was trying to drown my grief about school and stuff with coke this afternoon (and didn't succeed, actually), when I saw I got a new reader and it seems probably totally uncool/ unproffessional for a blogger, freaking out and welcoming every new reader, but they are a rare appearance on my blog, so: <i>Hi Sofie!</i> :)<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>the Astronauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395071552818957288noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746962180863286624.post-60353304632830277022009-10-25T16:56:00.006+01:002009-10-28T18:44:44.690+01:00//FLASH FORWARD//<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Lately, I've been addicted to a new american television sho called Flash Forward.<div>The series air on ABC since September and until now, 5 episodes have succeeded in taking my breath away! haha!</div><div><br /></div><div>So, well the story starts with all people on the world losing consciousness at exactly the same time for 137 seconds. During these, they most of them have a vision of their future, that is about sixth month from the present, the 29th april. And some don't.</div><div>And not few people died during this global flash forward, a</div><div>s planes and cars crushed, bussed drove into lakes,...</div><div>The main character is a FBI agent, Mark Benford, who will be working on finding the reason for this flash forward. Benford is played by Ralph Fiennes, who we know from films such as Shakespeare in love or Luther.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SuR4xqR8v9I/AAAAAAAAAxw/x8SxclhIatU/s400/flash-forward1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396571048055193554" /><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Whilst Benford is highly alarmed by what he saw and fears his vision wil come true, there are other who hope for it. And his colleague Demitri is one of those, who hasn't seen anything, he just blacked out. So he is fearing he's gonna be dead sixth month from then...</div><div style="text-align: left;">As for others, they have visions they can't understand such as another of Benford's colleagues saw her self getting an ultrasound although she's sure that she is not pregnant.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Now the FBI sets up a website where people from all over the world can share their vision and find connections to others.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Demitri for example receives a call from a mysterious woman who tells him he's gonna be dead on April 29. One day after that, Demitris fiancée tells him she saw their wedding...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Meanwhile, the FBI has checked out videos from subway stations, etc and find one person in a baseball stadium who walks around while every other human was unconsciousness. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SuR7yoz16VI/AAAAAAAAAx4/PS513y6xm8w/s400/Flash+Forward+ABC+TV+show+image+(2).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396574363375233362" /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The surprising revealations about people's futures have them all confused.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Is it gonna come true? Is it a warning? Why was there someone conscious? Who did this? Is it gonna happen again?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Sure this is, a mass loss of consciousnee has happenend before, in 1991 in Somalia...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">This series is really thrilling, the actors are well chose and higly convincing and the whole story is great written. </div><div style="text-align: left;">Don't miss it!!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Now what would you do if you saw your life in sixth month?</div><div style="text-align: left;">What if you would get opportunities to change it?</div><div style="text-align: left;">What if for some reason eveything seems to be coming true?</div><div style="text-align: left;">Wouldn't tha be awfull terrifiying?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Gosh, I can't answer those questions myself... what to you guys think? </div><div style="text-align: left;">Haha, I bet there's nobody gonna answer!</div><div style="text-align: left;">Well whatever.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>the Astronauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395071552818957288noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746962180863286624.post-13131691255192050532009-10-25T16:48:00.005+01:002009-10-28T18:45:00.424+01:00//I WANT YOU HERE//<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SuRzW-nV4HI/AAAAAAAAAxo/JKRSATBdGIw/s1600-h/20svdys.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZ3gwWbvhAo/SuRzW-nV4HI/AAAAAAAAAxo/JKRSATBdGIw/s400/20svdys.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396565092099022962" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">on my finger...!</div><div style="text-align: center;">it's a curse that all jewelry that I lust for is waaaay too expensive for me, speaking of Pamela Love jewelry or this awesome piece, a two finger ring looking like vampire fangs. Ha! Isn't that just freaking awesome? Mmhh, I want it so badly. But with a 140 dollars required it's unfortunately not gonna get here... on my finger.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>picure via</b> <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5006912">http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5006912</a>, where you can take a closer look at this beauty and his friends... Check it out, yo! haha!</div>the Astronauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16395071552818957288noreply@blogger.com0