<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424</id><updated>2012-01-12T22:02:32.695-03:00</updated><category term='Le Malux'/><category term='Promoção'/><category term='teste de produto'/><category term='férias'/><category term='Lily Allen'/><category term='miguelday'/><category term='Natura'/><category term='relacionamento'/><category term='pedido'/><category term='moda'/><category term='Sushi Express'/><category term='aniversário de Teresina'/><category term='você'/><category term='sorrisos'/><category term='Dior'/><category term='Compras coletivas'/><category term='Mulberry'/><category term='curiosidades'/><category term='futebol'/><category term='piorski'/><category term='colação de grau'/><category term='copa'/><category term='sentimento'/><category term='política'/><category term='Delírio'/><category term='amizades'/><category term='resenha'/><category term='máscaras'/><category term='Hugo Boss'/><category term='Kate Holmes'/><category term='caminhada'/><category term='internet'/><category term='sozinho'/><category term='desejo'/><category term='Mary Kay'/><category term='Fernando de Noronha'/><category term='imagem'/><category term='livros de moda'/><category term='decoração'/><category term='Alexa Bag'/><category term='aguarde'/><category term='pátria'/><category term='perfumes'/><category term='Lacqua'/><category term='praia'/><category term='Feliz Ano Novo'/><category term='sites'/><category term='nação'/><category term='mãos de seda'/><category term='conselho'/><category term='políticos'/><category term='FACID'/><category term='look'/><category term='Jabulani'/><category term='Please Me'/><category term='inveja'/><category term='amor'/><category term='casamento'/><category term='formatura'/><category term='pergunta'/><category term='fabricação'/><category term='M.A.C'/><category term='declaração'/><category term='picaretagem'/><category term='bolão'/><category term='crítica'/><category term='alicedisse'/><category term='batom'/><category term='esmaltes'/><category term='Teresina'/><category term='beijo'/><category term='Hug Me'/><category term='ipod'/><category term='encontrinho'/><category term='twitter'/><category term='caráter'/><category term='VFs'/><category term='opinião'/><category term='liquidação'/><category term='voto'/><category term='sapatos'/><category term='paz'/><title type='text'>Meu Vilarejo Particular</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-2423470879313382598</id><published>2012-01-12T22:02:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T22:02:32.713-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Férias!!!</title><content type='html'>Acho que depois que me formei nunca tirei férias na minha vida. E claro curti todos os momentos que poderia curtir! Foram tantos eventos, tantas alegrias, reencontros de amizades, saídas maravilhosas e uma viagem mais que merecida para Natal - RN. Tudo perfeito e na santa paz! Então deixa eu mostrar os looks que passei nesse período!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Começando pela Confraternização da FACID (não tem look em pé)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E_n6ESJp4FY/Tw94rh04zdI/AAAAAAAAASI/LNEVKkJO0sU/s1600/facid.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E_n6ESJp4FY/Tw94rh04zdI/AAAAAAAAASI/LNEVKkJO0sU/s320/facid.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look: vestido Korsit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Confraternização das VF's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CRyRI1uLLJA/Tw95QaBjvJI/AAAAAAAAASQ/946ga7nhczY/s1600/vfs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CRyRI1uLLJA/Tw95QaBjvJI/AAAAAAAAASQ/946ga7nhczY/s320/vfs.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look: Blusa e brincos - Piorski; Calça - Marisa; Colar - Domitilla Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Visita decoração Igreja São Benedito Teresina - PI (com Milene e Tais)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JjIqzik_p_4/Tw96M-E4uQI/AAAAAAAAASY/AqWu4fuYmHI/s1600/igreja.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JjIqzik_p_4/Tw96M-E4uQI/AAAAAAAAASY/AqWu4fuYmHI/s320/igreja.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look: Blusa - Piorski; Short - Korsit&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceia de Natal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OLvlFr2SOcU/Tw97NoEF54I/AAAAAAAAASg/Cj5o2pH3sB4/s1600/ceia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OLvlFr2SOcU/Tw97NoEF54I/AAAAAAAAASg/Cj5o2pH3sB4/s320/ceia.jpg" width="181" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look: Blusa, saia e bijus - Piorski&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Conhecendo a loja física da Piorski (e não estava vestida de Piorski rs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MTxjLjthji4/Tw97zU_W_DI/AAAAAAAAASo/Y91E49pxD-M/s1600/piorski.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MTxjLjthji4/Tw97zU_W_DI/AAAAAAAAASo/Y91E49pxD-M/s320/piorski.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look: Brincos - Imaginarium; Colar - Domitilla Doll; Blusa - Marisa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conhecendo Canoa Quebrada - CE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7oU3t3dOD3Y/Tw9828a4-4I/AAAAAAAAASw/CVLxvr61BuY/s1600/canoa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7oU3t3dOD3Y/Tw9828a4-4I/AAAAAAAAASw/CVLxvr61BuY/s320/canoa.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look: Biquini - Piorski; Short - Kempf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Antes de mergulhar em Maracajaú - RN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9r28-qUKwTc/Tw99o3zd_eI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ttfaKnuxlrY/s1600/alice.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9r28-qUKwTc/Tw99o3zd_eI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ttfaKnuxlrY/s320/alice.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look: Bolsa - Alice Disse; Saída de Banho comprada em LC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Árvore do Amor - RN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S1Qp_eYUJ7o/Tw9-RQqbVcI/AAAAAAAAATA/HjopoOUU4ZU/s1600/arvore+do+amor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S1Qp_eYUJ7o/Tw9-RQqbVcI/AAAAAAAAATA/HjopoOUU4ZU/s320/arvore+do+amor.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look: Biquini - Piorski; Saída de banho: Marisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Jantarzinho em Ponta Negra - RN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3LG7V0Jk5s4/Tw9-sGHK6rI/AAAAAAAAATI/23BmQaIYjFU/s1600/baladinha+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3LG7V0Jk5s4/Tw9-sGHK6rI/AAAAAAAAATI/23BmQaIYjFU/s320/baladinha+1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look: Colar - Domitilla Doll; Blusa comprada em feirinha de FOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Almoço na beira-mar - RN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ztQJsxntWk4/Tw9_NzWSLvI/AAAAAAAAATQ/nFXieO8W994/s1600/praia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ztQJsxntWk4/Tw9_NzWSLvI/AAAAAAAAATQ/nFXieO8W994/s320/praia.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look: Blusa - Piorski; Bolsa - Alice Disse&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Baladinha em Ponta Negra - RN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lssq2kuJGg4/Tw9_pX_-OFI/AAAAAAAAATY/GF3xfW_hxKo/s1600/baladinha+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lssq2kuJGg4/Tw9_pX_-OFI/AAAAAAAAATY/GF3xfW_hxKo/s320/baladinha+2.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look: Vestido e bolsa - Piorski&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Baladinha na Taverna Pub - RN (com mozão sempre)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-15Q-ka8ep-w/Tw-AHSkWEvI/AAAAAAAAATg/VMAtQAtEHqk/s1600/taverna.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-15Q-ka8ep-w/Tw-AHSkWEvI/AAAAAAAAATg/VMAtQAtEHqk/s320/taverna.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look: Blusa - comprada online de loja de FOR; Saia - Piorski; Sapatilha - Alice Disse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Morro do Careca - RN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yFBwRfpgVJc/Tw-Aoqks7RI/AAAAAAAAATo/lg8jYJ0u82s/s1600/morro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yFBwRfpgVJc/Tw-Aoqks7RI/AAAAAAAAATo/lg8jYJ0u82s/s320/morro.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look: Vestido - mamãe comprou em Recife, Colar - Domitilla Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Reveillon na Praia de Ponta Negra - RN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qiQRwCKuQlI/Tw-BGEKahJI/AAAAAAAAATw/tkp0Rupzj5c/s1600/reveillon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qiQRwCKuQlI/Tw-BGEKahJI/AAAAAAAAATw/tkp0Rupzj5c/s320/reveillon.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look: Vestido - Piorski; Sapatilha - Alice Disse; Colar - Domitilla Doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Sítio do Bosco - Tianguá - CE (com mozão)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v4IZNsCvMms/Tw-BuLWhWcI/AAAAAAAAAT4/L3uiL-7zQvQ/s1600/sitio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v4IZNsCvMms/Tw-BuLWhWcI/AAAAAAAAAT4/L3uiL-7zQvQ/s320/sitio.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look: Blusa - Marisa; Short - Kempf; Brincos - Imaginarium&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Então é isso! Mostrei os looks que utilizei e ainda mostrei um pouquinho do que rolou nas minhas férias! Espero que o fim de ano de todos tenha sido tão especial e mágico como foi o meu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz 2012!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-2423470879313382598?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/2423470879313382598/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=2423470879313382598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/2423470879313382598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/2423470879313382598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2012/01/ferias.html' title='Férias!!!'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E_n6ESJp4FY/Tw94rh04zdI/AAAAAAAAASI/LNEVKkJO0sU/s72-c/facid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-7037028365632525729</id><published>2011-12-11T02:08:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T02:46:42.472-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Compras coletivas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinião'/><title type='text'>Sites de compras coletivas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Em Teresina, no ano de 2011, houve um boom de sites de compras coletivas. Inicialmente foi com o "Os Mosqueteiros", que foi lançado no final de 2010 e assim foram surgindo vários e vários, com o sucesso do já mencionado site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Certo dia, uma pessoa me perguntou o que eu achava dos sites. Respondi que era uma ótima para os consumidores comprarem produtos e serviços com preços bem mais baixos e uma oportunidade para as empresas mostrarem ao público sua existência e seus produtos e serviços. Conclui a conversa dizendo que este "boom" não daria 6 meses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hoje no site da cidadeverde.com foi colocado uma matéria nacional falando exatamente sobre os sites de compras coletivas. Resumindo rapidamente, eles comentaram que os grandes sites "engoliram" os pequenos, os pequenos não obtiveram lucros e nem prejuízos. Quando coloquei este link no meu facebook, uma amiga doutora em Comunicação colocou a opinião dela (que respeito e concordo), porém queria fazer algumas colocações sobre o assunto a nível de Teresina - PI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Como disse inicialmente, aqui em Teresina começou com os Mosqueteiros, fazendo uma campanha de marketing e propaganda para "pegar" e conseguir mercado. Não fizeram errado, visto que chamou a atenção dos consumidores e dos donos de estabelecimentos. Deu "tão certo" que começaram a surgir, quase que diariamente, sites e mais sites de compras coletivas aqui em THE. Como consumidora isso é ótimo, porém, a maioria destes sites não se preocuparam com detalhes que fazem toda a diferença.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Primeiramente não se preocuparam com os "promotores de venda", que iam vender o site para os donos de estabelecimentos. Pessoas despreparadas, ou arrogantes, ou sem a menor noção do que é marketing de vendas. O segundo problema (ao qual não sei de quem foi o erro, pois não temos como saber como eram feitas as negociações) eram os estabelecimentos ofertarem um produto ou serviço ao qual não estavam preparados para receberem uma demanda grande, desqualificando seus serviços e irritando muitos consumidores. E um terceiro problema (ao qual passei) era a realização de "promoções" ao qual não existia a promoção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Explico: certa vez meu marido quis fazer uma surpresa de aniversário de namoro/casamento e comprou uma oferta de um jantar em um determinado restaurante que fica localizado no balão da UFPI. Até ai nada demais. Ao utilizar o cupom, pedimos para o garçom o cardápio para pedir outras coisas (como bebidas) e aproveitamos e verificamos qual o preço do prato que havíamos comprado na promoção. No cupom era bem claro "prato X que acompanha isso, isso e aquilo para 2 pessoas por X reais". No cardápio havia "prato X que acompanha isso, isso e aquilo para 4 pessoas por X² reais", ou seja, no cardápio normal havia o prato para 4, vamos supor, por R$50,00 e para 2 por R$25,00, o preço que compramos na "promoção".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Com essas e outras os sites de compras coletivas foram perdendo a credibilidade. Não havia feedback com os consumidores e muito menos com os donos dos estabelecimentos. Muitos daqueles sites deixaram de postar de 3 em 3 dias novas promoções. Outros esticam a promoção até obter um número satisfatório de compras. Já outros nem atualizam mais. E ainda tem aqueles que enche sua caixa de email com spam do seu site com "não perca esta oferta imperdível" ao qual você já recebeu esta oferta mais de 10 vezes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ao meu ver (e de muitas pessoas) aqui em THE houve muito amadorismo (como muitas coisas que acontecem por aqui) com estes sites de compras coletivas. Algumas pessoas deixam o "sucesso" subir a cabeça e esqueceu que os consumidores e seus parceiros são de total importância para seus negócios darem lucro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hoje vejo os donos dos tais sites de compra coletivas migrando para outros setores da área online, como lojas online com produtos vindos da China, e até mesmo projetos cabeludos que nem convém contar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Agora vem a pergunta: eu compro em sites de compras coletivas? A resposta é SIM, mas antes de finalizar a compra faço uma pesquisa ENORME sobre o preço do produto/serviço para ver se realmente vale a pena a compra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-7037028365632525729?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/7037028365632525729/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=7037028365632525729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/7037028365632525729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/7037028365632525729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2011/12/sites-de-compras-coletivas.html' title='Sites de compras coletivas'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-3642989559845361270</id><published>2011-03-12T09:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T09:05:40.764-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sushi Express'/><title type='text'>Caso Sushi Express do Extra - O pedido de desculpas</title><content type='html'>No dia 19 de fevereiro de 2011, escrevi no meu blog um desabafo. O caso foi um mal atendimento que meu marido e eu tivemos no Sushi Express do Extra. Ser mal atendido nos estabelecimentos de Teresina já está virando rotina e revoltada com todo esses descasos dos donos dos estabelecimentos, acabei "jogando" na internet um texto sobre o caso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na última quinta-feira (dia 10 de março), exatamente 20 dias após o ocorrido o proprietário, Sr. Sanzio, nos ligou para pedir desculpas e explicar "as diferenças nas balanças". Ele explicou que uma das balanças faz a medição do peso quando a pessoa coloca sushis em pratos e a outra balança faz medição dos sushis quando a pessoa vai levar pra casa, ou seja, usa aquelas bandejas de isopor. Uma explicação tão simples que a funcionária não soube explicar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se naquele dia a funcionária (que é, ou era, não posso dizer) despreparada falasse "senhor, o peso nesta outra balança é diferente porque ela é usada quando o cliente utiliza a bandeja de isopor" teria impedido que a outra funcionária fizesse o "showzinho" dela, nos destratando como clientes e como pessoas. Mas a funcionária da balança era tão despreparada que foi dar uma explicação que matematicamente é impossível e ainda ficou pegando um prato vazio para "zerar" a balança. Ai vem a pergunta: será que ela sabia que uma balança era para prato e outra era para isopor? Não sabemos....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O proprietário do estabelecimento ainda nos informou que "a gentil funcionária" que gritou com a gente foi demitida e que vão fazer treinamentos com eles para situações como esta que passei não se repitam. Na ligação o proprietário pediu mil desculpas as quais foram aceitas sem rancor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem (sexta-feira, dia 11 de março) a gerente do estabelecimento em questão, Sra Marise Martins (será que somos parentes? rs) deixou um recado no meu facebook e depois conversamos amistosamente pelo bate-papo da mesma rede social. Pediu desculpas novamente e falou que acontecimentos como este não irão mais acontecer. Novamente nos informou que a funcionária em questão não trabalha mais no estabelecimento e até pediu para que um dia podemos conversar pessoalmente sobre o ocorrido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como Publicitária e Especialista em Marketing tenho alguns pontos a tocar nesta situação:&lt;br /&gt;1. Demitir uma funcionária é um gesto muito forte e não sei se vai resolver. Primeiro porque a moça vai ficar revoltada com a empresa. Segundo que essa pessoa que foi demitida ela vai trabalhar em outro lugar, e o problema vai continuar. É aquela história: jogou o problema para outro. Como gestor de pessoas não pode ser assim. Eu sendo a dona ou responsável pelo estabelecimento, daria uma advertência, uma suspensão ou algo do tipo. A funcionária em questão iria, junto com os outros fazer um curso de como tratar os clientes. Se a mesma continuasse com sua "delicadeza", ai sim demitiria.&lt;br /&gt;2. Sobre a diferença do peso nas balanças, é muito simples de se resolver: colocar uma plaquinha bem na frente pra avisar aos clientes que a balança A só pesa prato e a B pesa as bandejas de isopor. Simples, não é? E se o cliente ainda ficar desconfiado, a funcionaria pega um prato vazio (ou a bandeja) e "zera" novamente a balança para o cliente ter a certeza que o peso que ele vai pagar equivale realmente ao que ele está levando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procedimentos simples fazem a diferença!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora se quiserem uma consultoria, eu cobro, viu? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Fim do caso Sushi Express. Meu marido e eu aceitamos as desculpas pedidas pelo Sr. Sanzio e pela Sra. Marise Martins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-3642989559845361270?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/3642989559845361270/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=3642989559845361270&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/3642989559845361270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/3642989559845361270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2011/03/caso-sushi-express-do-extra-o-pedido-de.html' title='Caso Sushi Express do Extra - O pedido de desculpas'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-5732720723573978557</id><published>2011-02-19T09:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T09:20:05.988-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picaretagem'/><title type='text'>Picaretagem no Sushi Express do Extra</title><content type='html'>"&lt;b&gt;Quilo&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/S%C3%ADmbolo" title="Símbolo"&gt;símbolo&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;b&gt;k&lt;/b&gt;; de &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;kilo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;) é um prefixo do &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sistema_Internacional_de_Unidades" title="Sistema Internacional de Unidades"&gt;Sistema Internacional de Unidades&lt;/a&gt; que indica que a &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Unidade" title="Unidade"&gt;unidade&lt;/a&gt; padrão foi multiplicada por mil.". Quando somos crianças aprendemos na escola que 1kg equivale a 1000g e que este 1kg é igual aqui no Brasil, no Japão, na Rússia, no Paraguai... enfim em qualquer lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem a noite fui ao Extra Supermecados pra fazer algumas compras. Ao terminar as compras, meu marido e eu fomos jantar e escolhemos o Sushi Express. Como em qualquer lugar que se coma no quilo, pegamos os pratos, colocamos a quantidade de sushis desejados e no final fomos pesar o prato pra ver o quanto iríamos pagar. Até ai nada de anormal....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O problema começou bem ai, na hora de pesar o prato. Meu marido pegou os 2 pratos e eu fui colocar o molho apimentado pra gente. A moça pesou o prato dele e em seguida colocou na outra balança. A primeira balança deu um peso X ao qual o valor era de R$6,00 e na outra balança (do ladinho) deu um peso Y ao qual o valor deu R$5,87. Meu marido foi logo questionando "opa, numa balança deu um valor e na outra deu outro, isso tá errado!" A moça pra não perder a razão disparou "mas é claro que vai dar outro valor, a quantidade de sushis são diferentes (nisso ela já pesando o outro prato)".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu marido foi explicar que o prato 1 foi pesado na balança e deu um valor X e na outra deu valor Y, então uma das balanças estava errada. Então a atendente solta a pérola "mas é claro que o quilo vai dar diferente, pois são balanças diferentes e cada uma pesa de uma forma" (???) Juro que essa eu não entendi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltando a explicação inicial, o quilo é uma "unidade padrão" que foi multiplicada por mil. A palavra "padrão" neste Sushi Express não existe, não é mesmo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas não terminou por ai. Enquanto a moça da balança "tentava a todo custo modificar o peso da balança com um prato que não era igual ao que estavam os sushis e já estava no terceiro valor do peso do sushi", uma outra atendente desse Sushi Express do Extra Supermecado veio gritando dizendo que era um absurdo aquilo que estávamos fazendo. Ela gritava de uma forma que as pessoas que estavam jantando ficaram olhando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Educadamente falei para a pessoa histérica que ela não precisava gritar e era pra ela se acalmar. A mesma fala que não estava gritando (e nesta hora ela já gritava mais alto ainda) e ainda vira "Fulana, deixa isso pra lá e dá 20% de desconto pra esse 'povo'". Olha... nessa hora fiquei com vontade de rebolar o molho apimentado nos olhos daquela "feliz pessoa histérica" que estava nos atendendo. Meu marido avisa que não quer 20% de desconto e sim o valor certo, ou os pratos serem pesados na balança que indicou um valor menor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A atendente fez o favor de desligar a balança que indicava um valor menor e deu um valor lá pra gente pagar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os comerciantes daqui de Teresina tem que prestar mais atenção nesses detalhes. Gente, não precisava a tiazinha ficar berrando num local público como ela ficou berrando. Ai a empresa quebra, o dono não sabe o porque (ou sabe, sei lá). Educação e modos de tratar com o cliente é fundamental. Não estamos pedindo nenhum favor não, estamos pagando por um serviço ou produto!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso queridos leitores do meu blog, quando eu gosto eu gosto, faço propaganda sem ganhar nenhum centavo e faço com o maior gosto, mas quando não gosto faço propaganda pra queimar o filme do estabelecimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sushi Express nunca mais! Principalmente o Sushi Express do Extra Supermecado!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-5732720723573978557?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/5732720723573978557/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=5732720723573978557&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/5732720723573978557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/5732720723573978557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2011/02/picaretagem-no-sushi-express-do-extra.html' title='Picaretagem no Sushi Express do Extra'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-8668176158820130056</id><published>2011-01-06T21:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T21:55:26.756-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resenha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mãos de seda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teste de produto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Kay'/><title type='text'>Teste de produtos: Satin Hands - Mary Kay</title><content type='html'>&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CTIAGO%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CTIAGO%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx" rel="themeData"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CTIAGO%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_colorschememapping.xml" rel="colorSchemeMapping"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face	{font-family:Helvetica;	panose-1:2 11 6 4 2 2 2 2 2 4;	mso-font-charset:0;	mso-generic-font-family:swiss;	mso-font-pitch:variable;	mso-font-signature:-536859905 -1073711037 9 0 511 0;}@font-face	{font-family:"Cambria Math";	panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4;	mso-font-charset:1;	mso-generic-font-family:roman;	mso-font-format:other;	mso-font-pitch:variable;	mso-font-signature:0 0 0 0 0 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-unhide:no;	mso-style-qformat:yes;	mso-style-parent:"";	margin:0cm;	margin-bottom:.0001pt;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:12.0pt;	mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;	font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";	mso-fareast-font-family:Helvetica;	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-ansi-language:EN-US;}.MsoChpDefault	{mso-style-type:export-only;	mso-default-props:yes;	font-size:10.0pt;	mso-ansi-font-size:10.0pt;	mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;	mso-ascii-font-family:Helvetica;	mso-fareast-font-family:Helvetica;	mso-hansi-font-family:Helvetica;}@page WordSection1	{size:612.0pt 792.0pt;	margin:72.0pt 72.0pt 72.0pt 72.0pt;	mso-header-margin:36.0pt;	mso-footer-margin:36.0pt;	mso-paper-source:0;}div.WordSection1	{page:WordSection1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Olá meninas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;hoje vou falar sobre um vício que tenho desde pequena: creme para as mão. Quando ia passar férias escolares em Brasília, por ser um lugar muito seco, minha tia sempre "obrigava" (obrigada tia) a passar hidratante no corpo todo. Como sempre passava minhas férias por lá, fiquei com esta mania. Porém, como cresci, a preguiça me perseguia e queria algo mais prático do que passar cremes no corpo todo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Quando inventaram os sabonetes com hidratante (eu sei, eu sei, não é a mesma coisa) eu fiquei hiper feliz!! Mais feliz ainda quando inventaram com hidratante e esfoliarão!! Mas minha mania de cremes não ficou esquecida…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Eu sempre tive fixação pelas minhas mãos. Amigas antigas não me deixam mentir.&amp;nbsp; Quando criança roubava os esmaltes vermelhos da mamãe e fazia aquela melequeira.. e quando cresci acabei casando com um dono de uma fábrica de esmaltes para que eu possa ter todas as cores que eu sempre quis sem precisar gastar nenhum centavo por isso (morram de inveja… rsrsrs, mas minhas amigas também ganham com isso, não é mesmo VFs??).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Mas eu AMO cremes para mãos. Sempre tem algum na minha bolsa (já teve época que tinha uma bisnaga de creme para mãos em cada bolsa minha). Já usei várias marcas. Os que eu sempre recomendo são os cremes para mãos da AVON (apesar do cheiro não ser lá essas coisas, mas ele hidratra bonzinho), os da NATURA (não precisa nem comentar de como é maravilhoso e cheiroso), o Restorative, que é o creme preventivo às rugas para as mãos da Abelha Rainha Cosméticos (ganhei da minha tia de Brasília esse creme). Ele tem um cheiro bem fraquinho, bom para as minhas amigas que estão enjoando por conta da gravidez ou por simplesmente não gostar de cheiros fortes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Mas o que eu quero falar mesmo é do Satin Hands, ou kit mãos de seda da Mary Kay. O kit conta com 3 produtos para ser feitos os 3 passos. O primeiro passo é o Hidratante Noturno Extra Emoliente. Ele é PERFEITOOOOOOOOOOO. Gente, ele tem o cheiro muito gostoso e já de primeira deixa a mão bem macia.&amp;nbsp; O cheiro dele me lembra algo da infância que ainda não me recordei. Os defeitos: eu achei a boca que sai do produto muito grande, podendo sair demais o produto. O segundo defeito que alguém pode reclamar, é que fica meio, como posso dizer, meio"melecadinho" (não é exatamente esta palavra). Como tem os outros passos (esfoliação e hidratação) isso não é problema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;O segundo passo é o Esfoliante para Mãos Satin Smoothie. Ele tem aqueles bicos típicos dos hidratantes da Natura (o que facilita bastante a aplicação do produto nas mãos). Fiquei uns 5 minutos massageando minhas mãos com o produto e ao retirar adorei o resultado. Mas cuidado para não esfregar com muita força o produto, pois pode machucar ou irritar sua pele (isso vale pra qualquer esfoliaste). O ideal é você massagear por uns 2 minutos e enxaguar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;O terceiro (e último) produto é o Creme para as mãos. Adorei o tamanho da "boca" pra saída do produto. O cheiro é bem gostosinho e no final de todo o processo suas mãos ficam realmente como se fosse uma seda, uma pétala de rosas (com cheiro e tudo!!). O Kit Mãos de Seda da Mary Kay está APROVADO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Então vamos lá a resenha do produto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Protudo: Satin Hands - Mary Kay (kid mãos de seda)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Descrição: 3 produtos - Hidratante Noturno Extra Emoliente; Esfoliante para as mãos Satin Smoothie e Creme para as mãos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Resultado: O produto faz o que realmente propõe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nota: 9 (por conta de alguns detalhes já descrito acima)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Preço do produto: R$120,00 (o kit completo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Pois é isso queridas, depois vou falar de outro produto, mas ainda estou vendo se aprovo ou não.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Agora veja as fotos do produto!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TSZe27-eOCI/AAAAAAAAARk/YTttdE2MLSs/s1600/DSC02821.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TSZe27-eOCI/AAAAAAAAARk/YTttdE2MLSs/s320/DSC02821.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kit mãos de seda&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TSZg2ZheAGI/AAAAAAAAARw/KXVtHOduH8M/s1600/DSC02825.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TSZg2ZheAGI/AAAAAAAAARw/KXVtHOduH8M/s320/DSC02825.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Passo 1: detalhe do tamanho da "boca"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TSZhWPA0d6I/AAAAAAAAAR0/K3AS2bdK-RU/s1600/DSC02828.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TSZhWPA0d6I/AAAAAAAAAR0/K3AS2bdK-RU/s320/DSC02828.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Passo 2: gostei do bico!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TSZiAV-TBEI/AAAAAAAAAR4/R6DtDAs1jlk/s1600/DSC02831.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TSZiAV-TBEI/AAAAAAAAAR4/R6DtDAs1jlk/s320/DSC02831.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Passo 3: detalhe para o biquinho de saida do produto&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TSZivGafKQI/AAAAAAAAAR8/8gYs4tdPsls/s1600/DSC02832.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TSZivGafKQI/AAAAAAAAAR8/8gYs4tdPsls/s320/DSC02832.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nota 9 para o kit mãos de seda!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-8668176158820130056?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/8668176158820130056/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=8668176158820130056&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/8668176158820130056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/8668176158820130056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2011/01/teste-de-produtos-satin-hands-mary-kay.html' title='Teste de produtos: Satin Hands - Mary Kay'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TSZe27-eOCI/AAAAAAAAARk/YTttdE2MLSs/s72-c/DSC02821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-4300047324470298177</id><published>2011-01-05T13:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T13:21:02.329-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M.A.C'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Le Malux'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piorski'/><title type='text'>Ano Novo</title><content type='html'>Oii meninas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o ano novo chegou chegando com direito a tudo que possa imaginar de bom e gostoso! Mas pra quem perguntou como estava na virada do ano, eis o meu look (não tirei foto de corpo inteiro..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TSSZT0gcesI/AAAAAAAAARg/cYzaIM1jxdA/s1600/DSC02752.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TSSZT0gcesI/AAAAAAAAARg/cYzaIM1jxdA/s320/DSC02752.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vestido de reveillon (que já é tradição): Pioski. Brincos a Mel me deu. Colar e &amp;nbsp;presilha de cabelo: Le Malux&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TSSYgnY0x9I/AAAAAAAAARc/JhrGH9ZpxwM/s1600/DSC02738.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TSSYgnY0x9I/AAAAAAAAARc/JhrGH9ZpxwM/s320/DSC02738.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;O make com produtinhos comprados em farmácia menos o batom que é o Snob da M.A.C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;O reveillon passei aqui em Teresina mesmo. Tínhamos marcado viagem para Natal, porém a FACID não teve recesso. Mas foi bastante divertido no Água de Chocalho.. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-4300047324470298177?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/4300047324470298177/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=4300047324470298177&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/4300047324470298177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/4300047324470298177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2011/01/ano-novo.html' title='Ano Novo'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TSSZT0gcesI/AAAAAAAAARg/cYzaIM1jxdA/s72-c/DSC02752.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-2467540355719309987</id><published>2010-12-31T10:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T10:42:12.511-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feliz Ano Novo'/><title type='text'>Que venha 2011!!</title><content type='html'>Em algum lugar em 2009 escrevi a seguinte frase: "2010 vai ser 10!" e 2010 não foi apenas 10, foi sem dúvida alguma, o melhor ano de todos os meus 26 anos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ano começou meio assim, sem sal, resolvendo problemas de 2009 (ao qual aquilo me irritava profundamente). Mas já no finalzinho de janeiro tudo mudou!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 foi o ano de passar para o papél o amor que já estava dando certo, foi o ano da aproximação de amigos antigos, fazer novos amigos, afastar amizades falsas, de risos sinceros, de encontros magníficos, trabalhos especiais, férias em família, o retorno para Brasília, festas com amigos, a vinda da primeira sobrinha e o finalzinho do ano, Deus ainda me dá presentes maravilhosos ao qual nem esperava!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 tenho algumas metas, desafios, entre tantas coisas que desejamos quando entra um novo ano. 2011 serei mais feliz, mais madura, amar e ser amada muito mais, mais amizades, fortalecer as antigas, formar parcerias, alimentar vícios de mulherzinha (eita Marcela que esse é o ano! rs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As certezas de 2010 continuem e que 2011 seja infinitamente melhor que este ano que está acabando!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E 2011 será o ano do nascimento também! É a Sophia (a filha do meu irmão tá chegando em fevereiro/março), a Maria Rita (filhinha da Sarinha), o filhinho da Alaine (sócia da Korsit), a filhinha da Marcela (blogueira do Estilo da vez e tenho certeza que vai ser menina) e, quem sabe, a cegonha vai bater na porta da Mel, eim? rsrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Ano Novo para todos que me acompanham no blog, orkut, facebook, twitter, msn e tantos outros!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-2467540355719309987?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/2467540355719309987/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=2467540355719309987&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/2467540355719309987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/2467540355719309987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/12/que-venha-2011.html' title='Que venha 2011!!'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-6859637953150731732</id><published>2010-12-29T17:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T17:45:40.988-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piorski'/><title type='text'>Looks Piorski</title><content type='html'>Já que estamos falando em look, vamos colocar aqui os looks que usei nas confraternizações. Como dito no post passado, a grande maioria dos looks foram compostos por roupas da Piorski!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TRuddaiJjkI/AAAAAAAAARY/tHgxWLnTkkc/s1600/DSC02669.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TRuddaiJjkI/AAAAAAAAARY/tHgxWLnTkkc/s320/DSC02669.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Confraternização VF: Mel e eu de Piorski!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TRuczb0L1rI/AAAAAAAAARU/8dRdto7joUc/s1600/35.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TRuczb0L1rI/AAAAAAAAARU/8dRdto7joUc/s320/35.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vestido da Piorski. Lindo!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TRua2OmGNHI/AAAAAAAAARM/3PeoK_1zcFI/s1600/DSC02609.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TRua2OmGNHI/AAAAAAAAARM/3PeoK_1zcFI/s320/DSC02609.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Casaquinho Piorski lindooo que ganhei numa promoção!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TRubZrjO0rI/AAAAAAAAARQ/pnny5meKf7g/s1600/DSC02517.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="305" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TRubZrjO0rI/AAAAAAAAARQ/pnny5meKf7g/s320/DSC02517.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colar Piorski pra dar um "tchan" no look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-6859637953150731732?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/6859637953150731732/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=6859637953150731732&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/6859637953150731732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/6859637953150731732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/12/looks-piorski.html' title='Looks Piorski'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TRuddaiJjkI/AAAAAAAAARY/tHgxWLnTkkc/s72-c/DSC02669.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-3358324919171649790</id><published>2010-12-29T17:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T17:17:48.419-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alicedisse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piorski'/><title type='text'>Look Natal</title><content type='html'>O ano de 2010 já está chegando ao fim e eu atrasada pra colocar o look de Natal. Mais uma vez estava vestindo Piorski (o que eu percebi foi que todas as confraternizações desse ano estava vestindo Piorski).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, rapidinho mostrando o look pois ainda quero fazer o balanço do ano!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TRuW8m95QvI/AAAAAAAAARI/NUmQRxqopY4/s1600/DSC02705.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TRuW8m95QvI/AAAAAAAAARI/NUmQRxqopY4/s320/DSC02705.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;E a sapatilha é da AliceDisse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostaram?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-3358324919171649790?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/3358324919171649790/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=3358324919171649790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/3358324919171649790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/3358324919171649790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/12/look-natal.html' title='Look Natal'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TRuW8m95QvI/AAAAAAAAARI/NUmQRxqopY4/s72-c/DSC02705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-4681018321372385176</id><published>2010-12-12T21:15:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T21:34:15.497-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FACID'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexa Bag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Le Malux'/><title type='text'>FACID e Le Malux</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Eita que faz tempo que não dou um pulo aqui no blog pra contar as milhares de novidades pra vocês. Primeiramente vamos para as boas (que graças a Deus só tem boas): comecei trabalhar em um lugar MARAVILHOSO, que é na FACID. Sou a nova Assessora de Comunicação de lá (juntamente com o Marcos Sávio). Segundo que tou ADORANDO trabalhar lá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pulando esta novidade, já fiz muitas coisas em 1 mês de trabalho: cobri eventos, postei matérias no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facid.com.br/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;site da FACID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;, organizei a festa de confraternização de lá, simpósios, workshop, fóruns, ciclo de palestras, lançamento de revista científica e até promovi um desfile para mostrar a nova farda de lá (é mole ou quer mais?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Neste meio termo ainda curti um pouco a vida, como ir ao show do Cojobas (maravilhoso, diga-se de passagem), confraternizações e o aniversário do Último Romance, que aconteceu neste fim de semana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E pra completar a ótima fase que estou passando, tive uma tarde super divertida ao lado das amigas Marcela (do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://estilodavez.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Estilo da Vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;) e da Luana (da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Le Malux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Genteee, RECOMENDADÍSSIMO as bijus, bolsas da Le Malux. A Marcela está em parceria com a marca no blog dela e tive que ir lá conferir as novidades (e me dar de presente de Natal algumas coisinhas). Entre as bijus que comprei, tive que me render as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Alexas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;bag inspired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;que tanto pirei quando vi a Kate Holmes usando. E, aproveitando a onda "MEC" chegando lá na FACID e com minha nova farda, tinha que ter um diferencial a mais no meu look do dia-a-dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Agora vamos para as fotos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Desfile da nova farda Facid/Integral&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;P.S1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;: nas fotos não dá pra ver o jogo de luz que colocamos lá. O auditório da instituição parecia mais a S8.. rs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;P.S2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;: A maquiagem masculina e feminina foi feita com os produtos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mary Kay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;. Depois coloco uma resenha aqui, pois é claro que fiz umas comprinhas nelas.. rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TQVfVVu13vI/AAAAAAAAAQs/qkrhRBIkLrw/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-12-12+a%25CC%2580s+20.44.38.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TQVfVVu13vI/AAAAAAAAAQs/qkrhRBIkLrw/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-12-12+a%25CC%2580s+20.44.38.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TQVfqG-Pb3I/AAAAAAAAAQw/dm0_XmvQqoQ/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-12-12+a%25CC%2580s+20.45.46.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TQVfqG-Pb3I/AAAAAAAAAQw/dm0_XmvQqoQ/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-12-12+a%25CC%2580s+20.45.46.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Show Cojobas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TQVgh2t8J1I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/5NXM14qQlKA/s1600/DSC02550.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TQVgh2t8J1I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/5NXM14qQlKA/s320/DSC02550.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Confraternização FACID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Look do dia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; Vestido Piorski, Bolsa Mundoposto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TQVhPXrdr5I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/WcV9iifspXA/s1600/35.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TQVhPXrdr5I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/WcV9iifspXA/s320/35.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Comprinhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Le Malux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;P.S1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;: a minha super&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Alexas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;bag inspired &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;na cor rosa. Lindíssima!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;P.S2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;: Colares "infinito amor" e de coroa. Sucesso onde já passei (teve pessoas que não tiraram os olhos do meu colar infinito amor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Le Malux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; gente!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TQViNARc6fI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/SM20yo4KPoY/s1600/DSC02618.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TQViNARc6fI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/SM20yo4KPoY/s320/DSC02618.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TQVi-evP8WI/AAAAAAAAARA/fIWmC892nIg/s1600/DSC02620.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TQVi-evP8WI/AAAAAAAAARA/fIWmC892nIg/s320/DSC02620.JPG" width="230" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E então, gostaram das novidades???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-4681018321372385176?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/4681018321372385176/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=4681018321372385176&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/4681018321372385176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/4681018321372385176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/12/facid-e-le-malux.html' title='FACID e Le Malux'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TQVfVVu13vI/AAAAAAAAAQs/qkrhRBIkLrw/s72-c/Captura+de+tela+2010-12-12+a%25CC%2580s+20.44.38.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-3631209080996050976</id><published>2010-10-28T23:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T23:04:43.171-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Promoção'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delírio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esmaltes'/><title type='text'>Então é Natal?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Muitos não sabem, mas meu marido tem uma fábrica de esmaltes. O nome? Esmalte Delírio. Pois bem, desde que entrei no twitter em 2008/2009, ele sempre me pedia pra fazer um sorteio dos esmaltes e sempre deixava pra uma "próxima oportunidade". Pois bem, ontem a Marcela (do Estilo da Vez) comentou que estava pensando em fazer um sorteio por lá. Então pensei em fazer um sorteio por aqui (ou pelo meu twitter) com um kit de esmaltes. O que vocês acham? Poderia sortear uns 3 kits e tal... ainda tenho que ver como seria....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Quem sabe não role outras coisas.. quem sabe.. rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Enfim, quem quer ganhar um kit de esmaltes??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-3631209080996050976?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/3631209080996050976/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=3631209080996050976&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/3631209080996050976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/3631209080996050976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/10/entao-e-natal.html' title='Então é Natal?'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-4455619949207595866</id><published>2010-10-28T22:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T22:57:54.196-03:00</updated><title type='text'>28.10.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;E assim vai terminando mais um trabalho ao qual dei meu sangue, suor, amor e fé. Sim, fé em ver meu Estado nas mãos de uma pessoa digna. Fé em ver o Piauí melhorar. Fé em ver as roubalheiras todas acabarem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hoje senti aquele gostinho de dever feito (e bem feito), independente do resultado final.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Agora é só aguardar o final. Será difícil, mas não impossível.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;E no mais, voltemos para a programação normal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-4455619949207595866?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/4455619949207595866/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=4455619949207595866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/4455619949207595866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/4455619949207595866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/10/281010.html' title='28.10.10'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-2522982916589742936</id><published>2010-10-28T00:13:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T00:15:28.599-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Please Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M.A.C'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hug Me'/><title type='text'>Mais nova mania?? (Deus me ajudeee)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Todo mundo tem suas manias e preferências. Claro que também tenho as minhas. Por ex, adoro comprar roupas no site da Piorski (isso não é segredo pra ninguém). Também faço muitas compras de eletros, bolsas, livros pela internet. Nenhum problema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tinha receio em comprar sapatos e maquiagens pela net. O sapato perdi o medo quando comprei no site da Shoestock (já comentei com vocês aqui a minha compra), mas maquiagem....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Primeiro porque tenho medo que o produto me cause alergia e o segundo pq achava os preços muito alto e não estava tendo coragem pra gastar uma pequena fortuna com maquiagem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Até que começou a novela Passione.... meu estrago!! Meu marido adora assistir esta novela e comecei a assistir também. Até que fiquei apaixonada pelo make (e principalmente pelo batom) da personagem Melina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;MEU DEUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, era meu suplício assistir todo dia a novela e ver a cor do batom dela. Fiquei louca pra ter um. Fiz pesquisas no Santo Google até que achei qual era a cor... o tal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Please Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; do tão famoso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;M.A.C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Fiquei assim, meio que me segurando pra comprar na Sacks, ou em algum desses blogs que as blogueiras fazem encomendas... me segurei (e só Deus sabe o quanto me segurei).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas como tudo no mundo tem solução, a Marcela (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;do Estilo da Vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;) fez umas encomendas e eu fiz o pedido do "tal" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Please Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. E foi ai que comprei meu primeiro batom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;M.A.C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Não só o primeiro, mas o segundo também (por pouco não teve o terceiro... rs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Please Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; é tudo aquilo que todo mundo comenta. Tem a cobertura matte (que entendi agora perfeitamente o que era essa cobertura). O resultado na minha pele ficou do jeito que eu queria!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;AMEI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; mesmo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TMjlHg12TyI/AAAAAAAAAQk/6KDAOl8_AG4/s1600/batom-mayana-moura-melina-passione-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="147" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TMjlHg12TyI/AAAAAAAAAQk/6KDAOl8_AG4/s320/batom-mayana-moura-melina-passione-4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Foto do blog da Lalá Noleto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;O segundo que eu comprei foi o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hug Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Fiquei na dúvida em comprar ele ou o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;KindaSexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; (que a Melina também usa na novela). Ele tem o efeito mais molhado (o que eu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;AMEEEIII&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; muito) e é bom para o dia-a-dia (ou enganar o marido quando ele "reclamar" que estou com muita maquiagem.. rs). E fazendo minhas pesquisas, o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hug Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; era usado na transformação da personagem Viviane da novela Escrito nas Estrelas (lindooooooo).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TMjnfidCPyI/AAAAAAAAAQo/n62mAU6Ia8c/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-10-27+a%CC%80s+23.58.06.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TMjnfidCPyI/AAAAAAAAAQo/n62mAU6Ia8c/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-10-27+a%CC%80s+23.58.06.png" width="284" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Foto retirada do site Terra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Agora posso pirar, não posso?? rsrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Links utilizado nesta postagem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Blog da Marcela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;http://estilodavez.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Blog da Lalá Noleto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; http://contigo.abril.com.br/blog/lala/2010/08/11/o-batom-de-melina-em-passione/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Site Terra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;http://www.terra.com.br/beleza/infograficos/batons-e-esmaltes/01.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-2522982916589742936?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/2522982916589742936/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=2522982916589742936&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/2522982916589742936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/2522982916589742936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/10/mais-nova-mania-deus-me-ajudeee.html' title='Mais nova mania?? (Deus me ajudeee)'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TMjlHg12TyI/AAAAAAAAAQk/6KDAOl8_AG4/s72-c/batom-mayana-moura-melina-passione-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-331971927501749901</id><published>2010-10-05T21:34:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T21:45:58.218-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hugo Boss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lacqua'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfumes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dior'/><title type='text'>Perfumes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oi gente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hoje vou falar de algo que marca pro resto da vida: cheiros. Minha avó (por exemplo) usava um talco líquido e um shampoo da mesma marca. Quando eu sinto o cheiro dele, até hoje eu lembro dela (e é pq ela faleceu quando eu tinha apenas 5 anos).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu gosto de marcar meus momentos com cheiros de perfumes. As vezes uso por muitos e muitos anos, as vezes uso apenas um único vidro... depende muito. Fora que eu tenho muito problema com alergia na pele, então sempre tenho que ficar trocando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Perfumes que já me marcou bastante foram da O Boticário, mas deixei de usá-los por conta da fixação deles que era péssimo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Já usei Avon nas épocas que alguns perfumes prestavam... mas deixei de usar por conta de alergias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Uso bastante os da Natura. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A.D.O.R.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;!! São perfumes que possuem uma fixação boa, e alguns muito bons (depende do preço que você vai ter uma fixação melhor). Ultimamente uso o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Essencial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, todos do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Natura Faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;X, Y e Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, principalmente os 2 primeiros), inclusive o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Intensa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas eu tenho os meus queridinhos. O perfume "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;DA MINHA VIDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;" é, sem dúvida, o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Ele tem o cheiro que mais me agrada em todos os perfumes que existem na face da Terra. Gosto de perfumes doces com um toque floral. A fixação dele na minha pele tem a combinação perfeita!! Parece que foi feito especialmente pra mim!! Tem uns perfumes que chegam perto do cheiro dele e que fixam muito bem na pele, como por ex, o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Piercing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; da Lacqua. Falando em Lacqua, a marca possui perfumes bem marcantes que vale a pena comprar!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; foi o meu perfume do colegial e da faculdade. Todo mundo me conhecia por conta do cheiro!! É daqueles perfumes que se alguém lhe abraça vai sentir o seu cheiro até tirar a roupa, mas não ficando aquela coisa preguenta de perfumes baratos!! Vale cada centavo investido!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TKu7w6VTFtI/AAAAAAAAAQU/CRFeUTnPNQc/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-10-05+a%CC%80s+20.38.34.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TKu7w6VTFtI/AAAAAAAAAQU/CRFeUTnPNQc/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-10-05+a%CC%80s+20.38.34.png" width="309" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Um dos perfumes que marcou muito minha vida foi o perfume que comprei especialmente para a minha formatura. Também usava só em ocasiões especiais (como minha viagem para Fernando de Noronha). Estou falando do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Miss Dior Chérie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Gente, quem tiver oportunidade de comprar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;C-O-M-P-R-E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;!! Vale a pena cada gota que você usar na sua pele. É um perfume para ocasiões especiais, pra fazer uma surpresa pro maridão, ou quando você quer que o carinha que você está "paquerando" lembre sempre de você. Este &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;É O PERFUME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; pra seduzir!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TKu81r9R3CI/AAAAAAAAAQY/FcbfjrY_5_I/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-10-05+a%CC%80s+20.37.51.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TKu81r9R3CI/AAAAAAAAAQY/FcbfjrY_5_I/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-10-05+a%CC%80s+20.37.51.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas um perfume que conheço várias meninas que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A-D-O-R-A-M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; mas eu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;D-E-T-E-S-T-O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; é o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Laguna do Salvador Dali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Eu sei, eu sei que ele é floral e tal, mas ele mistura notas cítricas e não sei o que esta combinação tem que irrita meu nariz, incomoda mesmo. Não gostei... mas tem gente que gosta. Ai vocês me perguntam: pq você tinha ele? Simples, eu ganhei! Mas fiz uma cara linda e agradeci e ainda usei algumas vezes pra ver se me acostumava, mas não teve jeito.... até hoje está lá na casa da mamãe (acho que ela usa).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TKu90uK4YbI/AAAAAAAAAQc/EHMKun9nn64/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-10-05+a%CC%80s+21.02.30.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TKu90uK4YbI/AAAAAAAAAQc/EHMKun9nn64/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-10-05+a%CC%80s+21.02.30.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;E não poderia de deixar de falar dos perfumes masculinos. Alguns eu gosto bastante, e as vezes até roubo um pouquinho dos perfumes do maridão pra ficar lembrando dele. Ele tem vários aqui em casa, mas o que eu gosto mais é o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Essencial Masculino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; da Natura e o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hugo Boss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A-D-O-R-O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; o cheiro do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hugo Boss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; (e ainda sou suspeita, foi eu quem deu pra ele.. rs).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TKvCW5X0s8I/AAAAAAAAAQg/a5YZgHByB4w/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-10-05+a%CC%80s+21.25.54.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TKvCW5X0s8I/AAAAAAAAAQg/a5YZgHByB4w/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-10-05+a%CC%80s+21.25.54.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Enfim garotas, deu pra perceber um pouquinho o quanto sou apaixonada por perfumes, não é mesmo? Deixo aqui minhas dicas de perfumes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;=**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-331971927501749901?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/331971927501749901/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=331971927501749901&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/331971927501749901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/331971927501749901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/10/perfumes.html' title='Perfumes'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TKu7w6VTFtI/AAAAAAAAAQU/CRFeUTnPNQc/s72-c/Captura+de+tela+2010-10-05+a%CC%80s+20.38.34.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-6538036818585140212</id><published>2010-10-05T00:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T00:42:46.560-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='política'/><title type='text'>05.10.2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ok meninas (e meninos),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;neste domingo teve eleições. Ok. Estava trabalhando nela. Ok. Tive o resultado esperado. Ok. Receber ofensas pós eleições. Não esperava.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Meu twitter tem vários tipos de pessoas. Amigos, nem tão amigos. Pessoas que tenho afinidade, pessoas que tem os mesmos interesses que eu no design de interiores, publicidade, marketing, makes, moda, pessoas fúteis, colegas de profissão, alguns famosos, entre outros. Mas não imaginei que seria tão atacada e ainda por uma pessoa que relativamente tinha meu respeito e carinho.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nunca virei pra alguém que não votava no meu candidato falando isso e aquilo. Não obriguei ninguém a votar no meu candidato. E nem ofendi ninguém por não quererem votar nele. Respeito a opinião alheia. E gostaria que respeitassem a minha também.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quem me conhece sou uma pessoa que fala muito nas redes e mídias sociais. Falo mesmo, e muito. As vezes, quando não gosto, eu falo, retruco. Algumas amigas minhas dizem que não sei ficar calada quando alguém pisa no meu pé. E não sei mesmo. Mas hoje foi diferente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A partir do momento que pessoas do "outro lado" não gostaram do resultado das urnas começaram a atacar os "vencedores" que levaram as eleições para o segundo turno. E fui alvo de comentários ofensivos a minha pessoa e ao meu marido. Ofensas para o lado pessoal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fiquei calada. Meu marido está viajando. Quando ele me ligou desabafei. E ele disse que era pra responder... não quis. Sabe porque? Como a Xuxu (Dani ela) já me falou várias vezes, não vale a pena. E não vale mesmo. O que mostra é que neste segundo turno a tarefa vai ser bem mais difícil e coisas do tipo vai ser mais frequente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Isso, por outro lado, vejo que o sucesso do meu trabalho valeu o esforço. Se estão me atacando de uma forma tão baixa e suja é pq incomodei (e incomodei muito).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu não quero o mal pra ninguém. Aceitei este trabalho pq eu confio e acredito nele. Jurei pra mim mesma que neste ano de 2010 só iria trabalhar com pessoas, algo que eu acreditasse: e eu acredito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Respeito todos os meus amigos que estão do "lado oposto" da campanha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Tenho grandes amigos nesta situação. E nem por isso que deixamos de nos respeitar, deixamos de sair, deixamos de beber aquela cervejinha no final de semana. Isso é maturidade. Isso é saber respeitar a opinião, ideologia... Isso é ser maduro! Desnecessário os ataques que recebi hoje. Muito desnecessário.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Mas tudo isso tem um outro lado: os muitos amigos que fiz neste trabalho. Obrigada Deus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;No mais, arrumando as malas pra ir pra Bsb. AMO a capital do Brasil. Terceiro lugar que me sinto realmente em casa (primeiro THE, segundo FOR).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;E voltemos para a programação normal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-6538036818585140212?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/6538036818585140212/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=6538036818585140212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/6538036818585140212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/6538036818585140212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/10/05102010.html' title='05.10.2010'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-1637489170201577885</id><published>2010-09-20T21:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T21:25:27.288-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagem'/><title type='text'>Novo ipê?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Oi gente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;eu tou numa vibe muito boa nesses últimos dias. Planos e projetos a mil por hora, mas por enquanto, vamos desfrutar dessa linda imagem de uma árvore que lembra nossos queridos ipês (quem é do Piauí conhece muito bem a árvore que estou falando) só que um toque bem diferente: "florido" de guarda-chuvas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TJf6fC05HjI/AAAAAAAAAQE/oGCOWUVsIeQ/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-09-20+%C3%A0s+20.03.18.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TJf6fC05HjI/AAAAAAAAAQE/oGCOWUVsIeQ/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-09-20+%C3%A0s+20.03.18.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu peguei essa imagem nesse link aqui -&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/la/flickr-finds/flickr-finds-sam-spensers-bloom-056303&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A que eu mais gostei foi dessa aqui oh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TJf7BMo9C8I/AAAAAAAAAQM/7bmj-gM6mcc/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-09-20+%C3%A0s+20.09.58.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TJf7BMo9C8I/AAAAAAAAAQM/7bmj-gM6mcc/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-09-20+%C3%A0s+20.09.58.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Lindos, não?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Beijinhos!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-1637489170201577885?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/1637489170201577885/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=1637489170201577885&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/1637489170201577885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/1637489170201577885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/09/novo-ipe.html' title='Novo ipê?'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TJf6fC05HjI/AAAAAAAAAQE/oGCOWUVsIeQ/s72-c/Captura+de+tela+2010-09-20+%C3%A0s+20.03.18.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-7125099953642883595</id><published>2010-09-15T02:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T02:14:13.625-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decoração'/><title type='text'>Apareci</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Olá gente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;estava meio sumida, mas sou desse jeito mesmo, de não ficar aparecendo sempre no blog. Enfim. Nessas semanas conheci blogs maravilhosos de decoração, criação e fiquei mais encantada ainda (do que já estava). Ai resolvi hoje falar de mimos de decoração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;O mimo que vou falar hoje comprei na minha viagem de Fernando de Noronha, na lojinha do IBAMA. Na ilha eu estava louca pra comprar uma tartaruga de pelúcia, mas as que estavam a venda ou eram muito caras, ou não me agradavam de forma alguma. Quando fui visitar o museu do IBAMA, entrei em uma das lojinhas e me deparei com essa tartaruguinha lindaaa em cima do pc da loja. Clarooo que fiquei louca pra comprar. E comprei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me lembro que eu fiquei logo pensando em colocar em cima da minha televisão que ficava no meu quarto em Fortaleza (na época morava lá). Inclusive tirei algumas fotos com minha tartaruga e porta-retrato que ficava em cima (infelizmente não tenho mais essas fotos).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pois bem, aqui no meu ap, nossa TV ainda é daquelas chamadas tubo (as grandonas pesadas que quase ninguém compra) e ficava vendo aquele vazio.. Fui na casa da minha mãe (ao qual 80% das minhas coisas ainda estão no meu antigo quarto) e peguei algumas peças de decor pra dar uma vidinha a mais aqui no meu querido ap. E minha tartaruguinha não poderia ficar de fora desse UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Relevem a qualidade das fotos. Tirei do celular, pois estou sem cam =`(. Mas este problema está perto de ser solucionado. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TJBVW5eJEPI/AAAAAAAAAP0/o4cMlLwubgg/s1600/Imag010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TJBVW5eJEPI/AAAAAAAAAP0/o4cMlLwubgg/s320/Imag010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TJBVdzmbUjI/AAAAAAAAAP8/49K7k3n0zv4/s1600/Imag013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TJBVdzmbUjI/AAAAAAAAAP8/49K7k3n0zv4/s320/Imag013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Meu marido adorou o "novo membro" da família. E a tartaruguinha fica do jeito que você quiser, pois os braços e as pernas tem tipo um ferro por dentro pra segurar na posição que quiser. Coloquei de pernas cruzadas só pra fazer charme.. rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;E ai, gostaram?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;=**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-7125099953642883595?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/7125099953642883595/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=7125099953642883595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/7125099953642883595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/7125099953642883595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/09/apareci.html' title='Apareci'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TJBVW5eJEPI/AAAAAAAAAP0/o4cMlLwubgg/s72-c/Imag010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-3524064696626485225</id><published>2010-08-30T17:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T17:09:16.637-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livros de moda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moda'/><title type='text'>Pra quem gosta de moda</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hello girls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;muitas meninas que me seguem gostam do tema "moda" e eu vou dar uma dica pra minhas queridas leitoras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Estou com um projeto (in off ainda) ao qual estou fazendo várias pesquisas e, de vez ou outra, encontro assuntos sobre moda, entre sites, filmes, livros... a minha dica de hoje é sobre livros do tema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THwOX4nULMI/AAAAAAAAAPU/RhDVkk6btTo/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-30+%C3%A0s+17.02.06.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THwOX4nULMI/AAAAAAAAAPU/RhDVkk6btTo/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-30+%C3%A0s+17.02.06.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1.05em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nas Sombras de um Sonho : História e Linguagens da Fotografia de Moda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1.05em; text-align: justify;"&gt;Nas sombras de um sonho, de Claudio Marra, traz os fotógrafos, os modelos e as tipologias estilísticas mais importantes para o desenvolvimento da fotografia de moda, abrangendo um período que vai do final do século XIX ao início do século XXI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1.05em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THwOt9DMmaI/AAAAAAAAAPc/fy5nob0FqqQ/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-30+%C3%A0s+17.03.39.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THwOt9DMmaI/AAAAAAAAAPc/fy5nob0FqqQ/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-30+%C3%A0s+17.03.39.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1.05em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1.05em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1.05em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Império do Efêmero&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1.05em; text-align: justify;"&gt;Como se explica que a moda seja um fenômeno essencialmente ocidental e moderno? Quais os grandes momentos históricos, as grandes estruturas que determinaram a organização social das aparências? Elaborando uma verdadeira arqueologia do frívolo e do efêmero, uma reflexão que ultrapassa a lógica do diferenciamento social, o filósofo francês Gilles Lipovetsky confere à moda um caráter libertário, faz dela signo das transformações que anunciaram o surgimento das sociedades democráticas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1.05em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THwPMSrJJ7I/AAAAAAAAAPk/Fo6lVUYXrdM/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-30+%C3%A0s+17.05.43.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THwPMSrJJ7I/AAAAAAAAAPk/Fo6lVUYXrdM/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-30+%C3%A0s+17.05.43.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1.05em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1.05em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1.05em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tecidos: História, Tramas, Tipos e Usos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1.05em;"&gt;Este livro é uma pesquisa histórica bem costurada que mostra toda a evolução da principal matéria-prima da vestimenta, dos primitivos tramados feitos manualmente de galhos e folhas aos mais avançados métodos de tecelagem; das fibras naturais aos fios inteligentes dos tecidos tecnológicos; das primeiras técnicas de tingimento às mais modernas formas de coloração; das estampas em voga nos séculos passados às tendências mostradas pelos estilistas de hoje em dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1.05em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THwPjzWMtAI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2mOPMLn6JDE/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-30+%C3%A0s+17.07.21.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THwPjzWMtAI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2mOPMLn6JDE/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-30+%C3%A0s+17.07.21.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1.05em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1.05em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1.05em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moda Ilustrada de A a Z&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1.05em; text-align: justify;"&gt;Em Moda Ilustrada de A a Z, a autora preocupa-se em fazer da obra mais do que um mero dicionário de termos técnicos, mas um resgate da origem dos termos, tornando-se assim uma obra única de referência histórica da moda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1.05em; text-align: justify;"&gt;Os verbetes são organizados em ordem alfabética, o que torna a obra uma referência rápida e eficiente para consulta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1.05em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1.05em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1.05em; text-align: justify;"&gt;Na lista possuem outras obras, pra quem quiser saber mais, é só entrar nesse site do link&amp;nbsp;http://modafeevale.wordpress.com/2010/07/22/11-livros-para-quem-gosta-de-moda/ Lá possui uma lista com 11 livros pra quem gosta de moda!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1.05em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 1.05em; text-align: justify;"&gt;Fica a dica pra vocês!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-3524064696626485225?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/3524064696626485225/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=3524064696626485225&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/3524064696626485225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/3524064696626485225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/08/pra-quem-gosta-de-moda.html' title='Pra quem gosta de moda'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THwOX4nULMI/AAAAAAAAAPU/RhDVkk6btTo/s72-c/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-30+%C3%A0s+17.02.06.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-4916986379977409320</id><published>2010-08-25T00:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T00:52:53.615-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kate Holmes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mulberry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexa Bag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='look'/><title type='text'>Kate Holmes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hello,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;tou vendo que o blog está tomando um rumo muito modinha, por conta (e inspirações) da VF mais fashion, a Marcela. Pois bem, hoje eu fuçando a internet vi uma foto da fofíssima Kate Holmes (que sou fanzona desde as épocas de Dawson's Creek) usando uma roupa que simplesmente &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;B-A-B-E-I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;e lembrei que já tinha visto no blog da Marcela a bolsa que ela estava usando. Não vou mentir que, quando vi no blog, achei a bolsa muito masculina, feinha. Mas quando vi a combinação da Kate eu fiquei &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E-N-C-A-N-T-A-D-A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Pensei em até comprar uma falsificadinha mesmo, só pra fazer estilo... rsrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A bolsa em questão é a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MULBERRY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, mas já fiquei informada (pelo blog da Marcela, é claro) que tem a mais baratinha, que é a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALEXA BAG&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. O pai Google tem várias fotos de ambas, mas, cai entre nós, achei as Alexa Bag mais bonitas... acho que não me encanto com bolsas de couro não.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Então, o tal look da Kate Holmes em uma tarde de comprinhas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THSS3NkYsRI/AAAAAAAAAPE/c73tL9WgU78/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-24+%C3%A0s+11.13.30.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THSS3NkYsRI/AAAAAAAAAPE/c73tL9WgU78/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-24+%C3%A0s+11.13.30.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tarde de compras em família.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THSSc3M9FXI/AAAAAAAAAO8/baw0wbukYrU/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-24+%C3%A0s+11.13.13.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THSSc3M9FXI/AAAAAAAAAO8/baw0wbukYrU/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-24+%C3%A0s+11.13.13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Família reunida!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THSSAtFpF2I/AAAAAAAAAO0/Jf3jK1dZWo0/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-24+%C3%A0s+11.13.05.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THSSAtFpF2I/AAAAAAAAAO0/Jf3jK1dZWo0/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-24+%C3%A0s+11.13.05.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amei a bota, a bolsa, o chapéu... TUDO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-4916986379977409320?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/4916986379977409320/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=4916986379977409320&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/4916986379977409320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/4916986379977409320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/08/kate-holmes.html' title='Kate Holmes'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THSS3NkYsRI/AAAAAAAAAPE/c73tL9WgU78/s72-c/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-24+%C3%A0s+11.13.30.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-6158775185432357712</id><published>2010-08-23T20:22:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T22:20:09.313-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sapatos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liquidação'/><title type='text'>Liquidação de sapatos... aiaiai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu acho que toda mulher, independente se gosta ou não de moda, se tem ou não condições, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A-D-O-R-A-M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; sapatos, sandálias, sapatilhas... e tenho certezas que elas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A-M-A-M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; mais ainda quando tem uma liquidação rolando pelas lojas e afins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pois bem, eu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A-M-O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; sapatos, tenho várias sandálias, sapatilhas, All Stars... minhas preferidas são as Melissas.. mas gosto de tudo um pouco (inclusive a maioria ficam na casa da minha mãe por falta de espaço no meu ap).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Como eu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A-M-O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; e sei que vocês também amam, não poderia deixar de dizer pra vocês da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;L-I-Q-U-I-D-A-Ç-Ã-O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; que está rolando no site da Shoestock (http://www.shoestock.com.br/). É de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;B-A-B-A-R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; os sapatos de lá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Escolhi alguns pra mostrar pra vocês e o que eu já comprei!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THMAd1-Rv8I/AAAAAAAAAOk/9u259_kfKvE/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-23+%C3%A0s+20.12.28.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THMAd1-Rv8I/AAAAAAAAAOk/9u259_kfKvE/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-23+%C3%A0s+20.12.28.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peet toe meia pata de cetim de R$129,90 por R$99,90&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THL9t3jaJtI/AAAAAAAAAOc/FgzuusGwok8/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-23+%C3%A0s+20.00.38.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THL9t3jaJtI/AAAAAAAAAOc/FgzuusGwok8/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-23+%C3%A0s+20.00.38.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scarpin de camurça manchada de R$189,90 por R$59,90&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THL6rEp920I/AAAAAAAAAOU/LmtLCnxmqME/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-23+%C3%A0s+19.47.42.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THL6rEp920I/AAAAAAAAAOU/LmtLCnxmqME/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-23+%C3%A0s+19.47.42.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scarpin de tecido de R$99,90 por R$59,90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THMBmMnLS7I/AAAAAAAAAOs/jDWQ-iLDAvc/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-23+%C3%A0s+20.17.14.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THMBmMnLS7I/AAAAAAAAAOs/jDWQ-iLDAvc/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-23+%C3%A0s+20.17.14.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oxford de veludo de R$79,90 por R$39,90 (esse já é meu)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THL6AoBieJI/AAAAAAAAAOM/tngkTAs21s0/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-23+%C3%A0s+19.44.46.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THL6AoBieJI/AAAAAAAAAOM/tngkTAs21s0/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-23+%C3%A0s+19.44.46.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scarpin de tweed com laço de R$99,90 por R$59,90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-6158775185432357712?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/6158775185432357712/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=6158775185432357712&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/6158775185432357712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/6158775185432357712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/08/liquidacao-de-sapatos-aiaiai.html' title='Liquidação de sapatos... aiaiai'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/THMAd1-Rv8I/AAAAAAAAAOk/9u259_kfKvE/s72-c/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-23+%C3%A0s+20.12.28.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-5103369648327391887</id><published>2010-08-20T21:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T21:52:08.927-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VFs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='look'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encontrinho'/><title type='text'>New look</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pq amanhã tem encontrinho com as VFs (despedida da Ed que vai pra Portugal!!) e a ocasião pede cabelo novo!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Em primeira mão, meu mais novo cabelo: meio curto, um pouco ruivo (de volta)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Beijos em todas!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TG8i3sHc-bI/AAAAAAAAAN8/EENZnm_5WdY/s1600/novo+look.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TG8i3sHc-bI/AAAAAAAAAN8/EENZnm_5WdY/s320/novo+look.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gostaram?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-5103369648327391887?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/5103369648327391887/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=5103369648327391887&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/5103369648327391887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/5103369648327391887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-look.html' title='New look'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TG8i3sHc-bI/AAAAAAAAAN8/EENZnm_5WdY/s72-c/novo+look.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-5629934915072054192</id><published>2010-08-19T22:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T22:16:14.406-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fernando de Noronha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casamento'/><title type='text'>Paraíso a dois</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Estava conversando com a querida VF Ed e papo vai, papo vem mostrei um link pra ela. Esse post é especialmente para minhas queridas VFs que são viciadas em fotos e querem casar ou renovar os votos do casamento no melhor lugar do mundo, um pedacinho do céu: Fernando de Noronha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu já tive oportunidade de conhecer (sozinha) essa ilha que simplesmente me encanta por completo e como ainda não casei no religioso, quero por demais casar lá. E nessas minhas pesquisas na net por algo do tipo achei o site Noronha a Dois (http://www.noronhaadois.com.br/apresentacao.php) que você fica louuuuuucaaaaa pra ir pra lá fazer tudo que tem direito!! Babeii por demais as fotos e tudo que tem no site. Lá tem a sessão do portifólio e escolhi o álbum que eu quero desse jeitinho meu casamento lá!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ficha Técnica:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Local: Capelinha São Pedro dos Pescadores&lt;br /&gt;Fotos :Marcelo Jorge (fotógrafo Oficial)&lt;br /&gt;Outras fotos: Naná Diniz e Luana Barros&lt;br /&gt;Edição fotográfica : Naná Diniz&lt;br /&gt;Celebrante: Pe Cristovão ( Alagoas).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TG3WvlKFCaI/AAAAAAAAAN0/TbxoDCotIXE/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-19+%C3%A0s+22.06.12.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TG3WvlKFCaI/AAAAAAAAAN0/TbxoDCotIXE/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-19+%C3%A0s+22.06.12.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mimo lindooo!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TG3WMQfhdNI/AAAAAAAAANs/5DEh8HBvCXI/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-19+%C3%A0s+22.01.58.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TG3WMQfhdNI/AAAAAAAAANs/5DEh8HBvCXI/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-19+%C3%A0s+22.01.58.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ainnnnn #)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TG3V0n28j2I/AAAAAAAAANk/2mEHdtsENZo/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-19+%C3%A0s+21.59.23.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TG3V0n28j2I/AAAAAAAAANk/2mEHdtsENZo/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-19+%C3%A0s+21.59.23.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não tem como não se apaixonar (mais ainda)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TG3UFmVZHYI/AAAAAAAAANc/5qH3MJO_sT4/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-19+%C3%A0s+21.58.03.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TG3UFmVZHYI/AAAAAAAAANc/5qH3MJO_sT4/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-19+%C3%A0s+21.58.03.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Outra forma de casar em Noronha.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TG3TI0Xs2HI/AAAAAAAAANU/T7ojRS4p_sU/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-19+%C3%A0s+21.39.10.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TG3TI0Xs2HI/AAAAAAAAANU/T7ojRS4p_sU/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-19+%C3%A0s+21.39.10.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;De dentro pra fora&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TG3SzNuHldI/AAAAAAAAANM/NHB_-Qp7Gt4/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-19+%C3%A0s+21.37.13.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TG3SzNuHldI/AAAAAAAAANM/NHB_-Qp7Gt4/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-19+%C3%A0s+21.37.13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;#)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TG3RTx88QlI/AAAAAAAAANE/OR-DidBj5XA/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-19+%C3%A0s+21.36.34.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TG3RTx88QlI/AAAAAAAAANE/OR-DidBj5XA/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-19+%C3%A0s+21.36.34.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um sonho esse lugar!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TG3REqFMYfI/AAAAAAAAAM8/zy5UO7j8_7I/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-19+%C3%A0s+21.35.56.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TG3REqFMYfI/AAAAAAAAAM8/zy5UO7j8_7I/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-19+%C3%A0s+21.35.56.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que visual maravilhoso!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TG3Qp5Q80UI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ZZlNjwbad9g/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-19+%C3%A0s+21.35.32.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TG3Qp5Q80UI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ZZlNjwbad9g/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-19+%C3%A0s+21.35.32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dentro da igrejinha.. owww #)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TG3PjzB5pYI/AAAAAAAAAMk/jUhRayCesTs/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-19+%C3%A0s+21.34.41.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TG3PjzB5pYI/AAAAAAAAAMk/jUhRayCesTs/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-19+%C3%A0s+21.34.41.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Igreja mais fofa que já conheci!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-5629934915072054192?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/5629934915072054192/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=5629934915072054192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/5629934915072054192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/5629934915072054192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/08/paraiso-dois.html' title='Paraíso a dois'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TG3WvlKFCaI/AAAAAAAAAN0/TbxoDCotIXE/s72-c/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-19+%C3%A0s+22.06.12.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-4384774868566622087</id><published>2010-08-18T21:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T21:29:41.134-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lily Allen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='look'/><title type='text'>Lily Allen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Oiiiiii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;hoje me deu uma vontade de escutar umas músicas guardadas ainda em CD (valha meu pai). Olhei pra eles, mas preferi colocar no youtube e no Rádio UOL. Nossa, lembrei minhas épocas de 17 aos 22 anos. Como é bom escutar músicas que fazem você entrar em um túnel do tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mas uma música que me marcou, marca e sempre marcará é a música Smile da Lily Allen. Genteee, se vocês souberem o que tanto já fiz ouvindo essa música... kkkkkkkkkk (abafaaaaa) =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mas voltando ao assunto, estava olhando os vídeos dela e nunca tive oportunidade de dizer o quanto eu sou fã do estilo dela. Já copiei muito, mas ultimamente estou tão sem foco na moda.... =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Escolhi alguns looks dela que eu babooooo por demais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TGx3FDuG6kI/AAAAAAAAAMY/yH54tpPeg4U/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-18+a%CC%80s+14.58.47.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TGx3FDuG6kI/AAAAAAAAAMY/yH54tpPeg4U/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-18+a%CC%80s+14.58.47.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amei esse vestido!&lt;br /&gt;Fotos: Google&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TGx222aVUMI/AAAAAAAAAMU/788WzBfMU-U/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-18+a%CC%80s+14.56.16.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TGx222aVUMI/AAAAAAAAAMU/788WzBfMU-U/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-18+a%CC%80s+14.56.16.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fofo!&lt;br /&gt;Fotos: Google&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TGx378ugYfI/AAAAAAAAAMc/M6pWi5jwqbA/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-18+a%CC%80s+21.16.14.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TGx378ugYfI/AAAAAAAAAMc/M6pWi5jwqbA/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-18+a%CC%80s+21.16.14.png" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ameiii o corte de cabelo!&lt;br /&gt;Fotos: Google&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TGx56p_VkuI/AAAAAAAAAMg/WsNroygeeBc/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-18+a%CC%80s+21.23.57.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TGx56p_VkuI/AAAAAAAAAMg/WsNroygeeBc/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-18+a%CC%80s+21.23.57.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mais looks dela!&lt;br /&gt;Fotos: Google&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-4384774868566622087?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/4384774868566622087/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=4384774868566622087&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/4384774868566622087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/4384774868566622087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/08/lily-allen.html' title='Lily Allen'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TGx3FDuG6kI/AAAAAAAAAMY/yH54tpPeg4U/s72-c/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-18+a%CC%80s+14.58.47.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-6407021492132964759</id><published>2010-08-17T16:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T16:52:43.077-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sapatos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curiosidades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabricação'/><title type='text'>Curiosidades</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eita que eu sou muito curiosa e sempre fico me perguntando como é feito o que uso, como, entre tantas coisas. Quando mais nova fiz um curso de culinária pra saber como se fazia salgadinhos. Vi, "aprendi" mas prefiro comprar a fazer... rsrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Olhando algumas coisas na internet achei um video bem interessante de como se faz um sapato. Simmm, nós mulheres apaixonadas por sapatos temos que saber pelo menos como é feito nossos lindos sapatinhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;O video que coloco aqui ensina o passo a passo de como se faz uma bota, mostrando desde a forma, a modelagem, escolha do couro, costura... ufa, tantas coisas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Segue o link:&amp;nbsp;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oZRO-tEl2XQ&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-6407021492132964759?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/6407021492132964759/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=6407021492132964759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/6407021492132964759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/6407021492132964759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/08/curiosidades.html' title='Curiosidades'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-6178576078771220297</id><published>2010-08-16T16:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T16:14:21.912-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colação de grau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teresina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formatura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aniversário de Teresina'/><title type='text'>Minha Teresina não troco jamais!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E dia 16 de agosto é aniversário de Teresina. Esta data é marcada por coisas boas e não tão boas, mas que acabaram tornando-se boas no futuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Pra mim, dia 16 de agosto é marcada não somente pelo dia do aniversário de Teresina, mas também o período da minha formatura. Já tenho 3 anos de formada. 3 anos de muita luta por um espaço no mercado. 3 anos de muito suor e trabalho, de alegrias, tristezas, decepções e entre tantos... Mas mesmo assim sou feliz na minha escolha. Feliz por fazer algo que amo, feliz em saber que eu sei o que estou fazendo. Feliz, apenas feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TGmNtelUHJI/AAAAAAAAAMM/03ui_YdCE04/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-16+%C3%A0s+12.24.37.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TGmNtelUHJI/AAAAAAAAAMM/03ui_YdCE04/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-16+%C3%A0s+12.24.37.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Minha colação de grau. #feliz&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E mais feliz ainda é por ter voltado para Teresina e viver na terra ao qual amo tanto. Sim, muitas vezes falei de Fortaleza, que amo lá e tudo mais. Que sinto falta de BSB e tudo mais, mas não há lugar como o nosso lar e posso morar em qualquer lugar, amar outros tantos lugares, mas Teresina é o meu lar e, mesmo "reclamando" de algo ou alguma coisa da minha cidade (como por ex. não tem praia aqui) mas Teresina tem a melhor cajuína do mundo, o céu mais azul do mundo, o por do sol mais romântico do mundo... Teresina é o melhor lugar do mundo (mesmo com o calor).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Quem bebe a água de Teresina, sempre volta (certeza).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E me orgulho da minha formatura ter sido na semana de comemoração do aniversário da minha querida cidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;AMO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TGmMY8kJ5nI/AAAAAAAAAL8/oH6aT9Lx0tw/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-16+%C3%A0s+13.52.01.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TGmMY8kJ5nI/AAAAAAAAAL8/oH6aT9Lx0tw/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-16+%C3%A0s+13.52.01.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abraçar uma árvore no encontro dos rios não tem preço&lt;br /&gt;#nãotrocojamais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TGmNJjV8FLI/AAAAAAAAAME/G6zzpAyq4ZE/s1600/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-16+%C3%A0s+13.56.10.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TGmNJjV8FLI/AAAAAAAAAME/G6zzpAyq4ZE/s320/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-16+%C3%A0s+13.56.10.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por do sol em Teresina, não tem preço #nãotrocojamais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-6178576078771220297?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/6178576078771220297/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=6178576078771220297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/6178576078771220297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/6178576078771220297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/08/minha-teresina-nao-troco-jamais.html' title='Minha Teresina não troco jamais!'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TGmNtelUHJI/AAAAAAAAAMM/03ui_YdCE04/s72-c/Captura+de+tela+2010-08-16+%C3%A0s+12.24.37.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-916307102724175401</id><published>2010-08-15T21:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T21:35:32.826-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aguarde'/><title type='text'>Corrido</title><content type='html'>Faz dias que queria escrever no meu blog, mas estou tão aperriada... estou sem tema, mas ao mesmo tempo já queria rasgar várias novidades pra vocês, mas o segrego é a alma do negócio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiz um curso maravilhoso esse fim de semana e estou tão empolgada!!! Mas prometo a vocês que até o fim do ano tenho novidades que muitas que frequentam meu blog (viu Marcela) vão adorar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E fico por aqui!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-916307102724175401?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/916307102724175401/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=916307102724175401&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/916307102724175401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/916307102724175401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/08/corrido.html' title='Corrido'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-731336877129886691</id><published>2010-07-25T19:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T19:39:07.319-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='férias'/><title type='text'>Apenas imagens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nesta postagem só quero deixar registrado minha viagem de férias que fiz ao lado de pessoas amadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ótima semana pra todos!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TEy7Z7V0FbI/AAAAAAAAALk/P2EOSzt1yYQ/s1600/Always+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TEy7Z7V0FbI/AAAAAAAAALk/P2EOSzt1yYQ/s320/Always+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;meu amor e eu em LC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TEy74tmtlqI/AAAAAAAAALs/BZt-CZ6wwy0/s1600/Barra+Grande.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TEy74tmtlqI/AAAAAAAAALs/BZt-CZ6wwy0/s320/Barra+Grande.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Barra Grande - PI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TEy8ed8pOpI/AAAAAAAAAL0/9xFMHD4SKNI/s1600/Cajueiro+da+Praia+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TEy8ed8pOpI/AAAAAAAAAL0/9xFMHD4SKNI/s320/Cajueiro+da+Praia+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Coqueiro da Praia - PI&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-731336877129886691?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/731336877129886691/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=731336877129886691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/731336877129886691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/731336877129886691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/07/apenas-imagens.html' title='Apenas imagens'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TEy7Z7V0FbI/AAAAAAAAALk/P2EOSzt1yYQ/s72-c/Always+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-5706520887330853688</id><published>2010-07-12T09:49:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T09:53:49.162-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='futebol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jabulani'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copa'/><title type='text'>Considerações sobre quase tudo: Parte I - Copa do Mundo na África do Sul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E neste domingo foi realizado o último jogo da Copa do Mundo da África, onde aconteceu de tudo e mais um pouco: Espanha ganhando o campeonato pela primeira vez, fracasso dos árbritos, jogos fracos, ingressos não esgotados, Cala Boca Galvão, Central da Copa, grama ruim, namorada-repórter vilã, Mick Ice Jagger, Argentina perdendo de quatro, Brasil novamente eliminado nas quartas, Polvo Paul, zebras. Mas a bola da vez foi sem dúvida.... a bola!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;É isso mesmo: Jabulani foi o nome, a bola, o sentimento de amor e ódio nesta copa. Jabulani, que foi chamada de "bola de mercadinho", de "patricinha", virou hits de funk e até mesmo gíria pra dizer que uma mulher é bonita. Não tem como negar que Jabulani foi a estrela maior da copa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mas Jabulani não poderia ser diferente. A Copa sendo realizada no continente onde seus símbolos são animais selvagens soltos nos safaris, Jabulani interpretou (com proeza) um animal selvagem que não queria ser domada pelos pés incansáveis dos domadores, quero dizer, dos jogadores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Com seu temperamento feroz, Jabulani, a "patricinha" fez muito marmanjo sorrir e chorar. Chorar por ela não fazer exatamente o que o seu domador queria que ela fizesse; chorar por ela não parar quietinha nos braços dos goleiros. Sorrir por fazer "milagres"; sorrir por balançar as redes; sorrir até mesmo dos choros que ela proporcionou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A verdade é que ainda tentaram apagar o brilho natural da Jabulani, com Mick Jagger sendo o maior pé frio da história das copas e até mesmo um polvo vidente. A verdade é que, mesmo com tudo e com todos, Jabulani é, se sempre será, a bola da vez na África.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Vamos sentir saudades!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;P.S: mas pra quem perguntou se Jabulani ficará desempregada, temos uma boa notícia: ela já arrumou um novo emprego em Portugal! Será a bola oficial do campeonato português.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;P.S2: O jogador mais bonito (na minha opinião) foi, sem dúvida, o número 3 da Espanha. Desde o jogo que ele cortou a cabeça e depois cortou a boca (ao qual sangrou e fizeram matéria sobre ele que ele estava, literalmente, dando o sangue pela seleção) ele é meu eleito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;P.S3: Agora é esperar por 2014.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-5706520887330853688?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/5706520887330853688/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-4558163672539659252</id><published>2010-07-01T02:36:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T02:42:57.137-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='declaração'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Te gosto demais</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TCwmYGPccsI/AAAAAAAAALc/q7t9t8eKFuI/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TCwmYGPccsI/AAAAAAAAALc/q7t9t8eKFuI/s320/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Pensei que em toda minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca fosse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Conhecer alguém assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teu jeito comigo&lt;br /&gt;Lindo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Feito só pra mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vai entender essa loucura&lt;br /&gt;De querer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Estar sempre com você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parece que você sabe tanto&lt;br /&gt;Sobre o que eu quero te falar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Te olhar nos olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Viajar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Com você pra qualquer lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;A nossa ligação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que aconteceu&lt;br /&gt;Não tem explicação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu gosto tanto de você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Sem você a vida perde a graça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero você só pra mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trocaria tudo por um dia com você&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que acontece com a gente&lt;br /&gt;Se eu falasse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Ninguém ia acreditar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As horas viram segundos&lt;br /&gt;Me perdi totalmente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Me perdi em você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem sei mais o dia da semana&lt;br /&gt;Ou o que eu vou fazer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando bate a paixão&lt;br /&gt;Um abraço apertado &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Colado em você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se vai minha sanidade&lt;br /&gt;Num beijo daqueles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Posso sentir você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te olhar nos olhos&lt;br /&gt;Viajar com você pra qualquer lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Eu gosto tanto de você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem você a vida perde a graça&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Eu quero você só pra mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trocaria tudo por um dia com você!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Feliz 2 anos de amor!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-4558163672539659252?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/4558163672539659252/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=4558163672539659252&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/4558163672539659252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/4558163672539659252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/07/te-gosto-demais.html' title='Te gosto demais'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TCwmYGPccsI/AAAAAAAAALc/q7t9t8eKFuI/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-3344025065968913630</id><published>2010-06-28T12:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T12:58:27.255-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Um grande amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tem que ter tempo pra crescer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tem que ter histórias pra contar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tem que ter cumplicidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tem que ter algum silêncio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tem que ter muita novidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tem que saber um do outro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tem que dar e receber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Tem que ter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;EU E VOCÊ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TCjGY1yCdNI/AAAAAAAAALM/1LFZCU_xzyo/s1600/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TCjGY1yCdNI/AAAAAAAAALM/1LFZCU_xzyo/s320/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TCjGY1yCdNI/AAAAAAAAALM/1LFZCU_xzyo/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-6748328888782397218</id><published>2010-06-14T16:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T16:35:14.497-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miguelday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ipod'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bolão'/><title type='text'>Bolões da Copa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;E estamos em plena Copa do Mundo. Lembro-me da primeira Copa que eu realmente tinha noção do que era aquilo. Foi a Copa do Mundo nos Estados Unidos no ano de 1994. Nossa, que copa.... o Brasil foi tetra, aquelas musiquinhas típicas desse período que acontece de quatro em quatro anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Também lembro do primeiro bolão que eu participei. Era feito em um papel de caderno universitário paltada. Tinha no cabeçalho de quem era o bolão, o valor, qual o jogo que aquele bolão estava querendo o palpite e o lugar de colocar o "pg". Nos que eu participei a pessoa recebia a metade do dinheiro que tinha sido arrecadado no bolão. A outra metade ficava com o organizador. Era uma maneira de ganhar um dinheirinho extra. Geralmente era cobrado o valor de R$1,00.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mais de 10 anos depois, eis que surgem os bolões online. Nossa, cada um melhor que o outro! E com o "fenômeno Twitter" os bolões estão com proporções gigantescas! E os prêmios pros vencedores? Já vi Iphone, Macs, Ipod, celulares, blusas da seleção entre outros mimos (tecnológicos ou não). A vantagem é que não "pagamos" nada por eles, as empresas estão fazendo promoções para alavancar visitas em sites, compras pela net, ou até mesmo dizer que estão vendendo alguma coisa de alguma marca e querem mostrar pras pessoas que possuem o produto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Um que achei super legal está sendo realizado no site do perfil do &lt;b&gt;@miguelday&lt;/b&gt;. Você entra no site (&lt;b&gt;www.miguelday.com.br&lt;/b&gt;), faz um pequeno cadastro pra participar do bolão. Se você acertar o palpite, ganha um lindo (e mimoso) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;iPod Shuffle de 2Gb. Não é super fácil?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Então fica a dica dos bolões na internet. Se você é um twitteiro, você encontra outros bolões por lá e ainda várias e várias promoções legais. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-6748328888782397218?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/6748328888782397218/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=6748328888782397218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/6748328888782397218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/6748328888782397218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/06/boloes-da-copa.html' title='Bolões da Copa'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-3872617275856299948</id><published>2010-06-01T19:11:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T19:26:26.725-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piorski'/><title type='text'>Vamos falar de moda?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nunca fui de falar de moda e nem queria me atrever a isso. Mas vendo os apelos de algumas amigas, blogueiras e entre outras pessoas preocupadas com os looks que vão utilizar no dia dos namorados, festas juninas, copa do mundo, resolvi fazer um post sobre minhas escolhas para as ocasiões!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pra quem não sabe, pra mim o mês de junho é o mês mais especial de todos. É o mês do meu aniversário (hohoho), o mês que conheci meu grande amor, o mês que começamos a namorar, e ainda é o mês de várias festas e comemorações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Então vamos lá para o primeiro look: Dia dos Namorados!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TAV8HCYvokI/AAAAAAAAAKE/e_CIEQX2Dkk/s1600/blusa+candy+stripes+costas+dia+dos+namorados.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TAV8HCYvokI/AAAAAAAAAKE/e_CIEQX2Dkk/s320/blusa+candy+stripes+costas+dia+dos+namorados.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TAV79y558yI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/WY_quLiuIs4/s1600/blusa+candy+stripes+dia+dos+namorados.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TAV79y558yI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/WY_quLiuIs4/s320/blusa+candy+stripes+dia+dos+namorados.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Escolhi a blusa Candy Stripes da Piorski para celebrar o amor no dia dos namorados. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Valor: R$78,00 em &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;www.piorski.com.br&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;O segundo look é para o primeiro jogo da Copa do Mundo da seleção brasileira:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TAV9fCG5XrI/AAAAAAAAAKM/3n8rHFRFgcg/s1600/blusa+haja+cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TAV9fCG5XrI/AAAAAAAAAKM/3n8rHFRFgcg/s320/blusa+haja+cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Blusa Haja Coração da Piorski pra comemorar com todo o coração no primeiro jogo da Seleção na Copa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Valor: R$38,00 em &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;www.piorski.com.br&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;O terceiro look é o do meu aniversário. Geralmente, em 4 em 4 anos, meu niver cai bem no dia da Copa do Mundo e, as vezes, cai bem no dia do jogo da Seleção Brasileira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TAV-HTVhSlI/AAAAAAAAAKU/5CSoMKyTXbA/s1600/blusa+hexa,+saia+brazuca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TAV-HTVhSlI/AAAAAAAAAKU/5CSoMKyTXbA/s320/blusa+hexa,+saia+brazuca.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Blusa Hexa. Um charme só. Amei por demais esta blusa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Valor: Não está mais disponível no site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pras curiosas, a saia se chama Brazuca e ainda está disponível no site &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;www.piorski.com.br&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;O quarto look é para O DIA D, o dia da comemoração de aniversário de amor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TAV-9yupiiI/AAAAAAAAAKc/KkZSjkUoHX0/s1600/vestido+balloon+costas+dia+especial.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TAV-9yupiiI/AAAAAAAAAKc/KkZSjkUoHX0/s320/vestido+balloon+costas+dia+especial.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TAV_Ud0wL-I/AAAAAAAAAKk/h0-macPISbQ/s1600/vestido+ballon+frente+dia+especial+2+anos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TAV_Ud0wL-I/AAAAAAAAAKk/h0-macPISbQ/s320/vestido+ballon+frente+dia+especial+2+anos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Vestido Balloon. Já foi reeditado pelo tamanho do sucesso que teve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Valor: R$135,00 em &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;www.piorski.com.br&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;P.S: não acompanha colar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;O quinto look é pra você sair por ai pra um jantarzinho... ir a um barzinho.... Já usei pra ir pro show do Vavá Ribeiro sábado passado no Água de Chocalho (muito bom o local, diga-se de passagem).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TAWAaL50aBI/AAAAAAAAAK0/c4nBKd8AR8c/s1600/bata+clouds+costas+jantarzinho.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TAWAaL50aBI/AAAAAAAAAK0/c4nBKd8AR8c/s320/bata+clouds+costas+jantarzinho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TAWAVLEFV_I/AAAAAAAAAKs/b3vDxOsmnvU/s1600/bata+clouds+frente+jantarzinho.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TAWAVLEFV_I/AAAAAAAAAKs/b3vDxOsmnvU/s320/bata+clouds+frente+jantarzinho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bata Clouds. Súuuuper confortável e lindaaaaa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Valor: R$72,00 em &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;www.piorski.com.br &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Já o sexto look você pode ir trabalhar, ou ir a uma peça de teatro, ou pra balada.. dependendo da sua imaginação!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TAWBbOFK9-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/P-xz_YwlfkQ/s1600/maxi+regata+pinocchio+rosa+costas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TAWBbOFK9-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/P-xz_YwlfkQ/s320/maxi+regata+pinocchio+rosa+costas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Maxi regata Pinochio é uma peça "versátil' que dá pra usar em várias ocasiões, dependendo de como você combina as outras peças com ela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Valor: já está esgotada no site. Mas tem as t-shorts com a mesma estampa em &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;www.piorski.com.br &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;E não poderia deixar de colocar um acessório aqui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TAWCGnVyUQI/AAAAAAAAALE/9C2VVRvOLJc/s1600/colar+la%C3%A7os+lilas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TAWCGnVyUQI/AAAAAAAAALE/9C2VVRvOLJc/s320/colar+la%C3%A7os+lilas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Este aqui foi o meu eleito no site da Piorski. Colar laços lilás!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Valor: este já está esgotado. Mas tem a opção na cor vermelho e azul. R$38,00 em &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;www.piorski.com.br&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pois bem gente, esses são os looks que vou usar nessas datas mais que especiais! Pra quem pergunta, compro na Piorski (beijos pra Dri e pra Debra) desde as épocas de fotolog e NUNCA tive nenhum problema. Elas são uns amores...!! Pra quem tem medo de comprar roupa pela net, elas possuem uma loja em Fortaleza, na &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Rua Maria Tomasia, 698 Aldeota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Qualquer dúvida manda email pra &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;piorski@gmail.com&lt;/b&gt;. E elas também possuem blog: &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;welovepiorski.blogspot.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Então é isso gente!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Fotos: Débora Piorski "roubada" do site &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;www.piorski.com.br &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-3872617275856299948?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/3872617275856299948/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=3872617275856299948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/3872617275856299948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/3872617275856299948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/06/vamos-falar-de-moda.html' title='Vamos falar de moda?'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/TAV8HCYvokI/AAAAAAAAAKE/e_CIEQX2Dkk/s72-c/blusa+candy+stripes+costas+dia+dos+namorados.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-5203137096310293868</id><published>2010-05-10T23:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T23:51:28.755-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S-jCozM3zoI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/f9FIwE-rkec/s1600/42-22407330.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S-jCozM3zoI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/f9FIwE-rkec/s320/42-22407330.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;E lá estava ela, feliz da vida com a carta que recebeu. Não era uma carta qualquer, era A CARTA. Ela se recusa a mandar emails, ela gosta de ler as linhas escritas a punho, o cheiro do papel e da caneta, a emoção de estar lendo uma carta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Aguardava há meses por ela. Todo dia acordava e ficava esperando o carteiro chegar em sua porta e dar a boa notícia. Mas a boa notícia nunca chegava... Passaram-se os dias, as semanas, os meses... já estava perdendo as esperanças quando, finalmente a carta chegou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ficou olhando o envelope por algum tempo, sem acreditar que a tão esperada carta havia chegado. Estava ali, nas suas mão algo que era mais importante que tudo no mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Abriu cuidadosamente o envelope. O papel estava bem dobrado. Desdobrou e começou a ler. Um belo sorriso estava em sua boca. Os olhos estavam brilhando. Não acreditava nas linhas escritas naquela carta. Suspirou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A carta tão esperada havia palavras de conforto, de amor, de alegria, de saudades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Eis o que tinha escrito na carta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Querida filha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;hoje acordei com muita saudades suas. Os telefonemas não diminui a saudade que sinto de você, então resolvi escrever uma carta. Uma carta com boas novas: sua bela mãe vai lhe visitar! Não aguento mais esperar. Tirei férias do meu trabalho e vou lhe ver, pra lhe dengar, pra lhe botar pra dormir. Pra fazermos compras, pra lhe ajudar nos afazeres domésticos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sei que é muito ruim ficar longe do seu lar, mas tenha fé e força. Seu sonho vai se realizar e, mesmo de longe estou bem pertinho de você, dentro do seu coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Filha, mamãe está chegando. Não vejo a hora de lhe dar um beijo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Com amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;mamãe." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-5203137096310293868?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/5203137096310293868/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=5203137096310293868&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/5203137096310293868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/5203137096310293868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/05/e-la-estava-ela-feliz-da-vida-com-carta.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S-jCozM3zoI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/f9FIwE-rkec/s72-c/42-22407330.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-6376477919409081843</id><published>2010-05-06T23:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T23:45:16.267-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamentos soltos....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pensamento 1: Meu cactus está todo florido, cheio de florzinhas amarelinhas!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pensamento 2: Tenho 6 livros pra ler, mas não tenho tempo suficiente para lê-los o quanto antes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pensamento 3: Definitivamente 24h por dia não é suficiente para fazer tudo que preciso fazer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pensamento 4: Preciso me organizar melhor para conseguir fazer o que tenho que fazer em 24h.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pensamento 5: Tão bom amar e ser amada.... #)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pensamento 6: Não tenho mais saco para televisão. Assisto só para ver os comerciais....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pensamento 7: Quanto mais leio, mas sinto que não sei quase nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pensamento 8: Tou viciada em comprar livros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pensamento 9: Será que minha nova pós é legal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pensamento 10: "Deixe que diga, que pense e que fale. Deixe isso pra lá e vem pra cá..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pensamento 11: Isso leva a um "você não paga a minhas contas..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pensamento 12: Pessoas dizem que não se importam mas no fundo se importam (e muito).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pensamento 13: Outras querem passar que são fortes, mas são manteigas derretidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pensamento 14: Não tem dinheiro no mundo que pague amizades verdadeiras e sem interesses maldosos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pensamento 15: Resolva suas coisas. Seja maduro e não peça pra outras pessoas resolverem seus problemas ou diferenças (vale para pai, mãe, irmão, namorado, marido, tio, primo, amigo, cachorro, periquito, papagaio....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pensamento 16: Cuide do seu que eu cuido do meu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pensamento 17: Preto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pensamento 18: Na cama de hospedes, no sofá, no puff, na mesa, na cadeira....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pensamento 19: A festa do #miguelday do Twitter vai ser fora do normal de bom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pensamento 20: Não poderia ter melhor marido! O meu é fantástico!! Não mudaria nadinha dele!! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Eu acho que é só!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-6376477919409081843?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/6376477919409081843/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=6376477919409081843&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/6376477919409081843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/6376477919409081843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/05/pensamentos-soltos.html' title='Pensamentos soltos....'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-8427898539051885079</id><published>2010-04-28T17:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T17:33:53.952-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Ahhh, o amor!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Faz dias que gostaria de falar um tema mais leve aqui pra vocês. Tenho 2 post sobre o amor engatilhado, mas tive que escolher qual falar primeiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Escolhi o mais abrangente....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Segundo a Wikipédia, "A palavra &lt;b&gt;amor&lt;/b&gt; (do &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Latim" title="Latim"&gt;latim&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;amor&lt;/i&gt;) presta-se a múltiplos significados  na &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/L%C3%ADngua_portuguesa" title="Língua portuguesa"&gt;língua portuguesa&lt;/a&gt;. Pode significar &lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Afei%C3%A7%C3%A3o" title="Afeição"&gt;afeição&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Compaix%C3%A3o" title="Compaixão"&gt;compaixão&lt;/a&gt;,  &lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Miseric%C3%B3rdia" title="Misericórdia"&gt;misericórdia&lt;/a&gt;, ou ainda,  inclinação, atração, apetite, paixão, querer bem, satisfação, conquista,  desejo, libido, etc. O conceito mais popular de amor envolve, de modo  geral, a formação de um vínculo emocional com alguém, ou com algum  objeto que seja capaz de receber este comportamento amoroso e enviar os  estímulos sensoriais e psicológicos necessários para a sua manutenção e  motivação."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Se você continuar a leitura sobre "amor" na Wikipédia, vai encontrar um texto ótimo sobre o assunto, mas quero ser o mais breve possível. Não importa o tipo de amor que você sente, o importante é ter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sinta o amor!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Não importa o amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9iVmX7CjII/AAAAAAAAAI0/orpHfqSPhIo/s1600/42-19870014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9iVmX7CjII/AAAAAAAAAI0/orpHfqSPhIo/s320/42-19870014.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; Amor de mãe e filho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9iW72_IInI/AAAAAAAAAJM/4s21TsfC-pE/s1600/42-20369222.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9iW72_IInI/AAAAAAAAAJM/4s21TsfC-pE/s320/42-20369222.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Amor de avó e neta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9iXK_hcotI/AAAAAAAAAJc/WMJOpZXppyk/s1600/42-21763530.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9iXK_hcotI/AAAAAAAAAJc/WMJOpZXppyk/s320/42-21763530.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Amor desde pequenininho....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9iVvEike_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/IXBzrrXZMiA/s1600/42-20059787.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9iVvEike_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/IXBzrrXZMiA/s320/42-20059787.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;... Amor pra toda vida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9iVLVwanMI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ScMxGiGXZq0/s1600/42-19761854.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9iVLVwanMI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ScMxGiGXZq0/s320/42-19761854.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Amor sem preconceito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9iWzvSeNdI/AAAAAAAAAJE/PjntmftGxc8/s1600/42-20256078.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9iWzvSeNdI/AAAAAAAAAJE/PjntmftGxc8/s320/42-20256078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Amor homem com homem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9iXR0hCaCI/AAAAAAAAAJk/DbycqOhacE4/s1600/42-21885598.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9iXR0hCaCI/AAAAAAAAAJk/DbycqOhacE4/s320/42-21885598.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;... e mulher com mulher!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9iXEvDpjYI/AAAAAAAAAJU/J7H_fAWrNNw/s1600/42-21495434.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9iXEvDpjYI/AAAAAAAAAJU/J7H_fAWrNNw/s320/42-21495434.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Amor de amigos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9iVF_y1FDI/AAAAAAAAAIk/g8Nq0-f3Yqg/s1600/42-19741292.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9iVF_y1FDI/AAAAAAAAAIk/g8Nq0-f3Yqg/s320/42-19741292.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;amor tranquilo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9iaB8YmKJI/AAAAAAAAAJs/2oQMU3uHZko/s1600/6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9iaB8YmKJI/AAAAAAAAAJs/2oQMU3uHZko/s320/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Amor pra chamar de MEU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fr" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Tão bom morrer de amor e continuar vivendo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="aut" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a class="autor" href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Mario_Quintana/"&gt;Mário  Quintana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="aut" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Fotos: Corbis e a última é minha com meu amor #) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-8427898539051885079?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/8427898539051885079/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=8427898539051885079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/8427898539051885079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/8427898539051885079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/04/ahhh-o-amor.html' title='Ahhh, o amor!!!'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9iVmX7CjII/AAAAAAAAAI0/orpHfqSPhIo/s72-c/42-19870014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-1364768084557616498</id><published>2010-04-23T00:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T00:35:04.110-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='políticos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='política'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nação'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pátria'/><title type='text'>Politicagem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;O ano de 2010 será de grandes acontecimentos. Não estou falando da estreia do filme de Tim Burton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9ENaAYZXxI/AAAAAAAAAIE/H0TSXRxKJY8/s1600/alice1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9ENaAYZXxI/AAAAAAAAAIE/H0TSXRxKJY8/s320/alice1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ou da Copa do Mundo da África.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9EOaGkIcTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/JJFWrdBxbYg/s1600/copa-do-mundo-2010-planetaboleiros.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9EOaGkIcTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/JJFWrdBxbYg/s320/copa-do-mundo-2010-planetaboleiros.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Estou falando das Eleições.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9EPD_EflVI/AAAAAAAAAIU/UOfSx43ZYfM/s1600/eleicoes2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9EPD_EflVI/AAAAAAAAAIU/UOfSx43ZYfM/s320/eleicoes2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Não estou dizendo que não vou assistir ao filme, ou vibrar muito para a Seleção Brasileira, mas o que eu quero falar é que, mas do que nunca, devemos prestar atenção ao cenário político que vive o nosso país. Mais do que nunca devemos ter a consciência em quem iremos dar o nosso voto. Com essa "dança das cadeiras" que está acontecendo atualmente, dá pra perceber um pouco o "carater" dos nossos "adoráveis" políticos. Sim, é neste momento, ao qual eles estão atras dos seus aliados é que eles furam o olho de um, atropela outro, trai o terceiro.... o "um, outro e o terceiro" eram exatamente aqueles que apoiaram pra ser eleito e agora, por conta do jogo político, viram as costas para os antigos aliados. Uma verdadeira sacanagem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Também não podemos ser radicais ao seu partido político. Política aqui no Brasil parece mais uma final de copa do mundo, onde os candidatos são as seleções que estão nas finais. Não devemos tratar a política como se fosse um fogo de futebol, ao qual no final do jogo as pessoas vão comemorar, beber e depois esquecer de tudo. Política não é brincadeira não. Na hora de votar, você está decidindo o seu futuro e o futuro de toda uma população. Se você vota em um político que tem a ficha mais suja que pau de galinheiro (leia-se Sarney.. rsrsrs) você não quer o bem estar da nação. Muitas pessoas votam em certos candidatos para ganhar vantagens (leia-se contracheque no final do mes de uma prefeitura ou estado), mas esquece que os alagamentos, deslizamentos de terras, ruas esburacadas, falta de saneamento básico e entre outros, a culpa é toda sua!! Tudo bem que você está ganhando seus R$500, R$1000 reais mensais, e a sua segurança? E a segurança dos seus filhos? E a saúde? Transporte? Educação??? Tenho certeza que com esses R$500, R$1000 reais não vão pagar a sua segurança e de sua família, a saúde, o transporte e educação não.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Ai você me diz assim "o que adianta essas palavras todas se a educação, saúde, transporte públicos não funcionam?" Não funcionam exatamente por isso, por conta da gente. Sim, a culpa é minha, sua e de todo mundo. Minha culpa por que? Porque não tive um pulso firme pra mostrar para as pessoas que a vida não é do jeito que está não. Que "roubar dos cofres públicos" é algo rotineiro e que não devemos fazer nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Infelizmente, tem "ladrão" em todos os setores aqui no Brasil. Não os culpo. A nossa cultura é de roubar mesmo. Ora, os portugueses vinheram ao Brasil roubar suas riquezas. Eles mandavam pra cá só a "nata" dos portugueses: ladrões, vigaristas entre tantos outros. A cultura foi "implantada" na gente desde 1500 e pra mudar não é da noite pro dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;A estrada é longa, muito longa mesmo. É uma estrada cansativa. Mas se não fizermos nada, não iremos pra frente nunca!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Independente do partido que você simpatiza ou é militante: PT, PMDB, PSDM, DEM, PSOL entra tantos outros (já começa errado tendo trocentos partidos num pais como o nosso); independente dos nossos interesses pessoais (esta é uma "palavra" chave: interesses pessoais) temos que votar em políticos honestos (sei que é quase impossível, mas tem), políticos que querem o bem da população, e não o bem dos seus interesses pessoais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Tenho certeza que juntos, vamos conseguir um pais melhor (e não quero que seja apenas uma Utopia).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9EUyTIw0wI/AAAAAAAAAIc/vfZFM7tdEBE/s1600/bandeira+brasil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9EUyTIw0wI/AAAAAAAAAIc/vfZFM7tdEBE/s320/bandeira+brasil.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;P.S: vamos ter orgulho da bandeira nacional e não do escudo da CBF que a seleção brasileira de futebol carrega no peito. Vamos ter amor a pátria!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Fotos: pesquisa de imagens no Google&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-1364768084557616498?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/1364768084557616498/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=1364768084557616498&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/1364768084557616498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/1364768084557616498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/04/politicagem.html' title='Politicagem'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S9ENaAYZXxI/AAAAAAAAAIE/H0TSXRxKJY8/s72-c/alice1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-2441956698105673128</id><published>2010-04-20T17:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T17:37:44.588-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caminhada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sozinho'/><title type='text'>Caminho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Você sempre tem a opção de escolher seus caminhos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mas como saber se o caminho é o certo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S84PO9sHJNI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Db9sXFdadRE/s1600/42-20167275.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S84PO9sHJNI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Db9sXFdadRE/s320/42-20167275.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Não importa o caminho que você tome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;O importante é se você quer fazer a caminhada sozinho ou acompanhado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S84P-Fg81sI/AAAAAAAAAH8/H9kdGijQhco/s1600/42-22206996.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S84P-Fg81sI/AAAAAAAAAH8/H9kdGijQhco/s320/42-22206996.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Eu prefiro fazer a caminhada acompanhada..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;"Recria tua vida, sempre, sempre.&lt;br /&gt;Remove pedras e planta roseiras e faz doces.&lt;br /&gt;Recomeça..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Cora Coralina]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Fotos: Corbis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-2441956698105673128?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/2441956698105673128/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=2441956698105673128&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/2441956698105673128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/2441956698105673128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/04/caminho.html' title='Caminho'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S84PO9sHJNI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Db9sXFdadRE/s72-c/42-20167275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-4047902914929861128</id><published>2010-04-12T15:45:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T17:38:19.228-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amizades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorrisos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desejo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pedido'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beijo'/><title type='text'>Pedido</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S8NlrBcmVwI/AAAAAAAAAG0/OezDmdRPi0E/s1600/42-15972775.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S8NlrBcmVwI/AAAAAAAAAG0/OezDmdRPi0E/s320/42-15972775.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Você tem direito a um pedido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; Feche os olhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Faça seu pedido. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Já fez seu  pedido?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S8NlvnYHwqI/AAAAAAAAAG8/fy2QyRkWeJQ/s1600/42-19938493.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S8NlvnYHwqI/AAAAAAAAAG8/fy2QyRkWeJQ/s320/42-19938493.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Agora que você fez o seu pedido, assopre para o vento levar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;É pra dar sorte! (e vai dar).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Qual foi o meu pedido?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S8NnsV4vCJI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Nf8pZQp0cR4/s1600/42-19752699.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S8NnsV4vCJI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Nf8pZQp0cR4/s320/42-19752699.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Respeito a diversidade e as diferenças desde o princípio;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S8Nn9-p6KqI/AAAAAAAAAHM/jVd5q5xRSIc/s1600/42-17676415.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S8Nn9-p6KqI/AAAAAAAAAHM/jVd5q5xRSIc/s320/42-17676415.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Respeito entre religiões;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S8NoVLWhQMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/-vYdd_Aks8c/s1600/42-17516585.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S8NoVLWhQMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/-vYdd_Aks8c/s320/42-17516585.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Amizades sinceras;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S8NoyZ9Am4I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Em7Xl37A84c/s1600/42-23426387.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S8NoyZ9Am4I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Em7Xl37A84c/s320/42-23426387.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; 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Por que as pessoas sentem inveja? O que é inveja? Por que existe inveja??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S7-TsK1KM_I/AAAAAAAAAGc/fYtF1vFUah8/s1600/42-18764460.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458243660427178994" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S7-TsK1KM_I/AAAAAAAAAGc/fYtF1vFUah8/s320/42-18764460.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Segundo a Wikipédia,&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Inveja é um sentimento de aversão ao que o outro tem e a própria pessoa não tem. Este sentimento gera o desejo de ter exatamente o que a outra pessoa tem (pode ser tanto coisas materias como qualidades inerentes ao ser) e de tirar essa mesma coisa da pessoa, fazendo com que ela fique sem. É um sentimento gerado pelo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Egocentrismo" title="Egocentrismo"&gt;egocentrismo&lt;/a&gt;* e pela &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Soberba" title="Soberba"&gt;soberba&lt;/a&gt;** de querer ser maior e melhor que todos, não podendo suportar que outrem seja melhor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Numa outra perspectiva, a inveja também pode ser definida como uma vontade frustrada de possuir os atributos ou qualidades de um outro ser, pois aquele que deseja tais virtudes é incapaz de alcançá-la, seja pela incompetência e limitação física, seja pela &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;intelectual. &lt;/i&gt;(ainda diria pela falta de capital para possuir determinado "elemento" de inveja).&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Vocês já tiveram oportunidade de conviver com pessoas invejosas? Infelizmente eu já tive esse desprazer.&lt;b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Certo ano, fui a uma costureira amiga da minha mãe para fazer um vestido para o reveillon acompanhada de uma colega. Ao chegar lá, minha costureira mostrou um vestido ao qual ela queria fazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt; para mim para a virada do ano. Eu aceitei na hora, ele era muito lindo. Ao ver o vestido, esta minha colega disse que também queria um igualzinho e da mesma cor (até aquele momento, nós duas iríamos passar o reveillon juntas). Minha costureira então falou que iria fazer de uma cor X pra mim e disse para a minha colega que só tinha tecido pra fazer apenas 1 vestido daquela cor que iria ser meu. Esta minha colega ficou meio que chateada, mas mesmo assim disse que queria um igual, não importando a cor. Dias depois voltei para pegar meu vestido e a costureira virou e falou "aquela menina tem inveja de você.”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Depois desse dia, me afastei da pessoa invejosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Como já foi dito lá em cima, a inveja é uma frustração do ser que não consegue o que as outras pessoas possuem. Lamentável isso. Mais lamentável ainda é quando você vê como acaba uma pessoa invejosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;Conheço uma pessoa que ela é o pico da inveja em pessoa. A pessoa inveja tudo e todos e ainda sai falando mal (o pior dos tipos dos invejosos). Certo dia es&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;ta pessoa comentou que estava ficando com um fulano. E a ex do rapaz era uma conhecida minha. Essa pessoa começou a falar da ex do rapaz, só porque ela tem tudo o que a invejosa não tinha/tem: uma família estável, namorado(agora ex, mas já tem outro), filhos, dinheiro, uma carreira sólida, “sucesso”, beleza, simpatia.... você via a inveja “brilhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;do” (brilhos verdes, que é a cor da inveja) nos olhos da pessoa. Cruzes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S7-VAMtVZKI/AAAAAAAAAGs/7Uga4Mi6NQA/s1600/42-22206273.jpg" onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458245104040240290" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S7-VAMtVZKI/AAAAAAAAAGs/7Uga4Mi6NQA/s320/42-22206273.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 217px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mas sabe o que é pior? A pessoa invejosa fica sozinha no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt; mundo. Perde um amigo aqui, outro ali, quando vai ver, todo mundo já virou as costas para a tal invejosa. Ai é que mora o perigo, pois a pessoa invejosa, com raiva de tudo e de todos que viraram as costas para &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;ela, começa a “queimação de filme” destas pessoas para novas pessoas que estão ao seu redor. E vira um vício, um círculo, onde este processo nunca acaba, só mudam as personagens i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;nvejadas. A inveja simplesmente é o ódio da felicidade alheia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S7-UYDX1d6I/AAAAAAAAAGk/E_J3QvnCLK0/s1600/42-23596413.jpg" onblur="try   {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458244414339381154" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S7-UYDX1d6I/AAAAAAAAAGk/E_J3QvnCLK0/s320/42-23596413.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 239px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;A inveja está em praticamente tudo que está ao nosso redor. Vem desde pequenininhos, com os contos de fadas. Quem não lembra da madrasta da Branca de Neve? Das irmãs da Cinderella??&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;    &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S7-R-KaMyHI/AAAAAAAAAGU/EazYUr0mEpA/s1600/inveja.jpg" onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458241770528491634" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S7-R-KaMyHI/AAAAAAAAAGU/EazYUr0mEpA/s320/inveja.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;    &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Invejosos são pessoas fracas que não possuem a capacidade de conquistar o que o outro tanto lutou pra ter. É querer possuir algo material (e até mesmo sentimental) que o invejado possui. É querer roubar o homem (ou a mulher) alheio. É querer a mesma roupa da amiga. É querer ter um relacionamento igual ao do vizinho. É querer ter o mesmo padrão de vida do colega de trabalho. É querer ter o mesmo salário que o vizinho do primo. É querer que seu cachorro seja inteligente e bonito igual ao da TV. Mas o problema não é querer e sim como quer possuir!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S7-Of1GY6hI/AAAAAAAAAGE/oTLIUbsQewg/s1600/episodio-63-o-discurso-da-inveja.jpg" onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"A inveja nada mais é que o ódio à superioridade."&lt;/i&gt; (Paolo Mantegazza)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"A inveja é bastante justa, pois rói o invejoso."&lt;/i&gt; (Schottus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;O invejoso é incapaz de amar e ter amizades verdadeiras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;___________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Egocentrismo&lt;/b&gt; é a característica que define as &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Personalidade" title="Personalidade"&gt;personalidades&lt;/a&gt; que consideram que tudo gira ao seu redor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;**&lt;b&gt;Soberba&lt;/b&gt; é o &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sentimento" title="Sentimento"&gt;sentimento&lt;/a&gt; negativo caracterizado pela pretensão de superioridade sobre as demais pessoas, levando a manifestações ostensivas de &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arrog%C3%A2ncia" title="Arrogância"&gt;arrogância&lt;/a&gt;, por vezes sem fundamento algum em fatos ou variáveis reais. &lt;span style="color: #00cccc;"&gt; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S7t8Ta5bNWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Skx33P_aNYs/s320/42-21439423.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457092046569026914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Das nossas brincadeiras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S7t8TvIgFRI/AAAAAAAAAFM/OM5D8erg9L0/s1600/42-22699186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S7t8TvIgFRI/AAAAAAAAAFM/OM5D8erg9L0/s320/42-22699186.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457092052000970002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dos nossos sorrisos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dos nossos momentos intelectuais,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S7t9LmzLHiI/AAAAAAAAAFU/_oNN8tsaFDA/s1600/42-23882062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S7t9LmzLHiI/AAAAAAAAAFU/_oNN8tsaFDA/s320/42-23882062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457093011836706338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Da alegria quando eu chegava em casa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S7t9wTUWnII/AAAAAAAAAFc/qdxS2hR2LEE/s1600/42-20526938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S7t9wTUWnII/AAAAAAAAAFc/qdxS2hR2LEE/s320/42-20526938.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457093642262322306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Da sua maneira sutil de me estender a "mão" querendo dizer que podia contar com você sempre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S7t-TfJ2muI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Kkzt1E1WKoo/s1600/AAAZ001168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S7t-TfJ2muI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Kkzt1E1WKoo/s320/AAAZ001168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457094246734928610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;É amigo, você se foi. Um vazio está em meu peito. Mas sei que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Onde eu estiver não esquecerei de você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E onde você estiver, não esquecerá de mim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pra você Dani!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Fotos: Corbis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-2887897767985075366?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/2887897767985075366/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=2887897767985075366&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/2887897767985075366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/2887897767985075366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/04/onde-voce-estiver.html' title='Onde você estiver...'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S7t8Ta5bNWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Skx33P_aNYs/s72-c/42-21439423.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-6048406232498132841</id><published>2010-03-29T17:01:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T18:05:13.184-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caráter'/><title type='text'>Caráter, passe a diante!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Estava esperando meu marido na universidade, quando lembrei de alguns acontecimentos ano passado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Começamos a morar juntos uma semana antes da semana santa do ano passado e estamos a beira da semana santa deste ano. Ano passado passamos o feriado em um sítio na estrada que leva para Caxias-MA. Foi bastante legal o nosso feriado. Bebemos, jogamos UNO, tomamos banho de riacho....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S7EIKa9LjbI/AAAAAAAAAEs/lYna8leAkHY/s1600/volante.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S7EIKa9LjbI/AAAAAAAAAEs/lYna8leAkHY/s320/volante.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454149598850026930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certo dia do feriado, aparece uma "parente" dos donos da casa bem no início da manhã. Os homens estavam jogando UNO e as mulheres fazendo as unhas e papeando. Essa mulher aparentava seus 40 e poucos anos e estava acompanhada da filha que tinha seus 16. Estava sozinha (relacionado a ter um namorado, marido, pretetende, essas coisas).  Naquela época nós tínhamos um Fiat Siena, só que a estrada do Maranhão naquela época de chuva estava cheia de buracos, resolvemos viajar no carro do meu sogro, uma L200.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mulher chegou e ficou observando a L200 lá, estacionada... chega que os olhos brilharam!!! Ai veio aquela "velha pergunta": "de quem é aquele carro?". Uma das filhas da dona da casa (uma garota que trabalhava comigo naquela época) respondeu: "é daquele rapaz ali" e apontou pro meu marido. Os olhos dela chega que brilhou mais ainda: "mas ele é tão novinho pra ter um carro desses....". Eu comecei a rir da situação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela se levanta da mesa e vai até onde os homens estavam jogando e começa a "interagir" com eles. E olhando pro meu marido. E eu rindo da situação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naquela época não usávamos ainda aliança, usávamos escapulários de prata. A moça se apresenta pro meu marido e quer puxar assunto. Como não sou besta nem nada, vou lá perto pra verificar as coisas e meu marido me chama "vem cá amor!". Ela meio que arregala os olhos e começa o diálogo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S7ETjklyNNI/AAAAAAAAAE8/lZz-gy70tX8/s1600/conversas1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S7ETjklyNNI/AAAAAAAAAE8/lZz-gy70tX8/s320/conversas1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454162125560886482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mulher:&lt;/span&gt; "não está sozinho aqui não?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meu Marido: &lt;/span&gt;"estou com a minha esposa!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela arregala bem os olhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mulher:&lt;/span&gt; "mas você, tão novo já é casado?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meu Marido:&lt;/span&gt; "sim, sou casado."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mulher:&lt;/span&gt; "quanto tempo vocês são casados?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meu marido:&lt;/span&gt; "uma semana".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mulher:&lt;/span&gt; "ahh, então ainda dá tempo de investir, não é sério ainda".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu começo a perder a paciência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meu marido:&lt;/span&gt; "pode não ser pra você, mas pra mim é muito sério".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela percebeu a cortada  e saiu de perto. A questão é: se meu marido não estivesse com o carro do pai dele, será que ela daria em cima dele?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois do episódio, comecei a prestar atenção nas pessoas que lá se encontravam. Babavam muito a gente!! E fiquei me perguntando: "será que é só por causa do carro??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas não são o que compram não! As pessoas são a educação que os pais passam, os valores colhidos em toda a vida. Não é porque sou pobre, lisa e lascada que não posso ser uma pessoa simpática, adorável! Tem muitas pessoas que são ricas, mas por dentro, são pobre de espírito! Não sei se isso só acontece na minha cidade, mas aqui o povo lhe considera (nem todos, é claro) pelo carro que você tem, a casa que você mora, a faculdade que estuda, a conta corrente que possui, as roupas de grife que você veste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu fico P da vida quando alguém se aproxima de outra por conta do "status" que a pessoa possui. Ou fico mais P ainda quando uma pessoa "passa fome" só pra ter um carro do ano... coloca os filhos numa escola pública, limita tudo pra ter um carro! Ou pior: a pessoa não tem nada, mas tem um celular da Apple só pra mostrar na balada que "tem alguma coisa". O ó isso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S7ESEL66X5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/dBSwog_Yauw/s1600/carater+2.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S7ESEL66X5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/dBSwog_Yauw/s320/carater+2.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454160486851043218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De acordo com os ensinamentos Reichianos, caráter é a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana, arial, helvética;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Estrutura típica do  indivíduo, sua maneira estereotipada de agir e reagir. O conceito orgonômico de caráter é &lt;a href="http://www.org2.com.br/gloswr.htm#funcionalismo"&gt;funcional&lt;/a&gt;  e biológico, não um conceito estático, psicológico ou moralista."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;"O caráter é composto das atitudes habituais de uma  pessoa e de seu padrão consistente de respostas para várias situações.  Inclui atitudes e valores conscientes, estilo de comportamento (timidez,  agressividade e assim por diante) e atitudes físicas (postura, hábitos  de manutenção e movimentação do corpo). &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;O conceito de caráter já havia sido discutido anteriormente por  Freud, em sua obra Caráter e Erotismo Anal. Reich elaborou este conceito  e foi o primeiro analista a tratar pacientes pela interpretação da  natureza e função de seu caráter, ao invés de analisar seus sintomas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então é isso por hoje! A lição de casa é: o que é caráter pra você? Pensem nisso leitores!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;"Preocupe-se mais com o seu caráter do que com sua reputação, porque seu caráter é o que você realmente é, enquanto a reputação é apenas o que os outros pensam que você é."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-6048406232498132841?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/6048406232498132841/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=6048406232498132841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/6048406232498132841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/6048406232498132841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/03/carater-passe-diante.html' title='Caráter, passe a diante!'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S7EIKa9LjbI/AAAAAAAAAEs/lYna8leAkHY/s72-c/volante.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-3308025130391013732</id><published>2010-03-25T11:09:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T12:06:56.960-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crítica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relacionamento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conselho'/><title type='text'>Cada um no seu quadrado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Faz quase um ano que não escrevo no meu espaço, não dou notícias. Tanta coisa aconteceu neste intervalo de tempo... muita coisa mudou! Estava com saudades de vir no meu Vilarejo. Todo dia pensava em postar um texto, mas sempre ficava no pensava. Acho que estou perdendo a "mão" pra coisa...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Mas por esses dias fiquei com uma vontade enorme de escrever, desabafar o que se passa na minha cabeça. Deitava minha cabeça e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;m meu travesseiro e passava a noite formulando algum texto. Fiz um, dois, quatro, dez textos... mas nenhum publicado. Insônia. Mas hoje tive que vir escrever, se não iria explodir de tantas palavras, frases, parágrafos e textos passando em minha mente.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S6t61w3FULI/AAAAAAAAAEk/je252z2ShDA/s1600/quadrado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S6t61w3FULI/AAAAAAAAAEk/je252z2ShDA/s320/quadrado.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452586837929709746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A primeira dificuldade foi traçar um título. Geralmente eu escrevo o título por último, pois vou escrevendo o que está saindo da mente e, depois de reler o texto, coloco o melhor título. Mas como eu já fiz vários textos mentalmente com o mesmo assunto que está me incomodando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;, preferi criar logo o título pra que eu não fuja do raciocínio que quero que o texto possua.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Na verdade esse texto vai ter um pouco de crítica. Queria que fosse uma crítica construtiva para os meus leitores e para mim. Pensei em colocar no título a palavra "crítica", mas acho a palavra um pouco pesada e as pessoas não sabem ouvir críticas. Pensei em colocar também a palavra "conselho", mas há pessoas que não escutam conselhos por dizer que "se conselho fosse bom, não era dado, era vendido". Enfim.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra quem não sabe, voltei a estudar desde o ano passado. Passei na UFPI para Jornalismo e tou levado o curso daquele jeito, pagando poucas matérias por conta do trabalho. Na aula que assisti na quarta, o Prof. Dr. Gustavo Said falou um ditado popular que pode inserir muito bem neste texto (ou como dizem os meus professores, artigo): "de médico e louco, todo mundo tem um pouco." &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Ok, ok. Isso é verdade. Não sou médica, mas com já tomei alguns remédios, já tive alguns problemas de saúde e pela globalização de informações, a gente fica sabendo de algumas coisas que "nos tormam" médicos. Por ex: se eu sinto dor, tomo um dipirona, ou um chazinho, essas coisas. Do mesmo jeito é com a profissão de Advogado. Existem muitas informações que possuimos, a mídia está ai bombardeando informações. Mas não posso dizer que sou uma jurista, isso é errado!  E quem nunca deu uma de Psicólogo? Todo mundo, né?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Mas não queria falar das profissões em si. Queria falar de outra coisa. Meu marido é psicólogo e em uma conversa, ele disse que "geralmente" um menino com seus 12, 13, 14 anos, pra tirar "vantagem" dos outros coleguinhas e pra mostrar sua "macheza", ele começa a "mentir" que namora não sei quantas meninas, que já tranzou com tantas outras e, "geralmente" nunca nem beijou na boca. É aquela história: a pessoa só sabe a "teoria" das revistas teens, mas na prática.... Ai o adolescente começa a assistir filmes pornôs e conta para os coleguinhas que aconteceu exatamete daquele jeito com a fulaninha. Vocês estão entendendo o que eu quero dizer?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos ao meu caso: sou casada mas não tenho filhos. Conheço várias pessoas casadas que possuem filhos e comentam como são a vida deles. Ok. Imagino como seja, mas não sei realmente como é. É a mesma coisa com sentimentos de perder um pai, mãe... devo "imaginar" a dor, mas sentir realmente não sei.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;É a mesma coisa de uma pessoa que é solteira, nunca namorou sério, só teve casinhos e fica "criticando" os casais casados. Ora, como é que uma pessoa que nem sabe como é um relacionamento de verdade quer criticar? O meu relacionamento é diferente do relacionamento do casal X, do casal Y e do casal Z. Não existe "relacionamento igual" porque as pessoas são diferentes, por isso, os casais são diferentes. Existem casais que só saem pra ir ao cinema e jantar fora, já outros nem isso. Tem outros que curtem a balada como se "fossem solteiros". Já outros gostam de sair sozinhos sem a outra parte e não se estressam com isso. Já outros tem um relacionamento aberto. Olha só quantos tipos de relacionamento já listei!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Não é porque você casa que perde sua individualidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não se enganem (pessoas que não sabem o que é casamento), o casal não fica grudados 24h por dia não. Cada um tem seus afazeres. Tem seus empregos, seus estudos, suas famílias.... mas não indica que quando está na internet ou outra coisa do tipo, a outra parte do casal não esteja junto. Meu marido e eu temos um "ritual". Ele precisa estudar os casos dos pacientes dele. Enquanto ele faz isso, fico na internet lendo notícias, fazendo compras, conversando com meus amigos no msn e twitter, fazendo meus trabalhos acadêmicos e resolvendo coisas do trabalho... estou sozinha por acaso? NÃO!! Meu marido está na mesa e eu na cama com o notebook, um do lado do outro. As vezes ele olha pra mim e manda beijo, as vezes sou eu. As vezes a gente para o que está fazendo e comenta alguma coisa que vi na net. Outras vezes ele pega meu twitter e lê o que o povo tá escrevendo e acaba escrevendo como se fosse eu... enfim. Agora para uma pessoa que não sabe disso, fala o que não sabe e ainda fica criticando. Se pelo menos namorasse ou tivesse namorado alguma vez na vida sério, mas não... &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resumindo tudo que disse aqui: se você não sabe, então pra que fala??? Fica feio é pra quem fala, e não pra pessoa que está sendo criticada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try   {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S6t6uuVaSGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/7jKavXb4ESI/s1600/xadrez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S6t6uuVaSGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/7jKavXb4ESI/s320/xadrez.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452586716992522338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Por isso que digo: cada um em seu quadrado!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;É como um tabuleiro de xadrez: cada peça tem seu lugar certo e seu jeito de se movimentar. O jogo "xadrez" é um jogo que muito se diz em comportamento humano (pense nisso).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-3308025130391013732?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/3308025130391013732/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=3308025130391013732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/3308025130391013732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/3308025130391013732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2010/03/cada-um-no-seu-quadrado.html' title='Cada um no seu quadrado'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/S6t61w3FULI/AAAAAAAAAEk/je252z2ShDA/s72-c/quadrado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-8512526131836194662</id><published>2009-05-30T10:18:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T10:46:43.073-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diário de uma noiva - Parte I - O pedido</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Era uma sexta normal como uma outra qualquer, ou pelo menos parecia. A data? 20 de março de 2009. Como todos os dias, ele ia me pegar no trabalho às 18:10h, lanchávamos em algum lugar (como sempre) e depois fomos para o apartamento fazer as mesmas coisas de sempre. Ele foi tomar banho e eu fiquei deitada na cama assistindo TV. Estava do lado esquerdo da cama, quando ele entra no quarto, senta do meu lado e começa "Amor, eu estou falando sério agora. Não que não estivesse falando, mas agora estou falando mais sério ainda e quero muito, mas muito mesmo que você vinhece morar comigo e casar o quanto antes (...)". Bem, não era bem assim o pedido de casamento que "sempre sonhei", mas foi assim que aconteceu. Foi complicado com as minhas confusões de não querer ser "diferente" mas acabo sendo (até não querendo) e está sendo assim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Não aceitei na hora, só ficava pensando no que minha mãe iria falar. E só falava "minha mãe vai me matar"... e quase matou. E eu quase morri de infarto quando, na terça seguinte fomos lá em casa, não para pedir a opinião dela, mas sim falar do que havíamos decidido. Não foi tão difícil como pensei, mas sai de lá uma "arara" de como ela queria, a todo custo, impedir a minha decisão. Não foi fácil ouvir da sua mãe que isso, de ir morar juntos, seria o maior desgosto da vida dela. Desgosto? Putz.. só ia deixar de morar com ela (coisa que já fiz duas vezes na minha vida em ocasiões e situações diferentes). Poxa, não sou nenhuma drogada, viciada em alguma coisa, trabalho em uma agência de publicidade séria pra me sustentar, não faço nada de errado (perante a lei) e só porque eu iria me "casar" (sem aquelas coisas de igreja, festa e essas coisas "bobocas" que as pessoas necessitam mostrar pra sociedade) ela tem uma reação dessas? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;De uma certa forma entendo ela.. mas eu já tenho 24 anos, formada, trabalho, ganho meu dinheiro, compro minhas coisas, até pagando meu plano de saúde eu pago... eu entendo que toda mãe quer que sua filha saia de casa no dia do seu casamento, com aquelas pompas todas de ir fazer vestido, fazer lista de casamento, entregar convites, escolher flores, cor, docinhos, bolo, buquê e blablabla que toda noiva tem que passar. Mas... me queimar pro meu "futuro" marido pra que ele desista da idéia de morarmos juntos? MEU DEUS, não engulo (e não engulo outras coisas que ela está fazendo que vem nos próximos capítulos).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mas, a pesar dos pesares, estou muito feliz com a minha vida de casada. Ahhh se eu soubesse a mais tempo que é tão bom.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;E filhos? NEM PENSAR! (pelo menos por uns 10 anos... rsrsrsrsrs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-8512526131836194662?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/8512526131836194662/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=8512526131836194662&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/8512526131836194662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/8512526131836194662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2009/05/diario-de-uma-noiva-parte-i-o-pedido.html' title='Diário de uma noiva - Parte I - O pedido'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-2448641521865601506</id><published>2009-03-27T17:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T17:43:03.839-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Como são as coisas....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sc06JrPS17I/AAAAAAAAADM/AGiwN9spt_I/s1600-h/2065004_orig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317970672894531506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sc06JrPS17I/AAAAAAAAADM/AGiwN9spt_I/s320/2065004_orig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;Há algum tempo atras eu tinha jurado pra mim mesma que não faria nenhum post como estou fazendo agora. Muito menos responder algum tipo de comentários maldosos ou maliciosos... O que queria dizer neste momento é que no meu blog há uma pessoa que fica comentando coisas ao qual é muito suspeito. Tipo, como é que vou saber se o que a pessoa diz se é verdade ou não se esconde em um nick com um simples (e sem criatividade alguma) "Anônimo"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;A única coisa que posso dizer é que a felicidade dos outros incomoda muita gente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;Queria dizer pra essa queridíssima pessoa "Anônima", que estamos muito felizes, estamos CASADOS, e não é com esses comentários bobocas que vai "melar" alguma coisa. Se quer falar alguma coisa do tipo "ele te trai' ou coisa parecida, fala com quem é, onde ele se encontra... hora e local... vai ser interessante... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;No mais... Fui ali ser feliz e já volto!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;E para meus amigos, beijomeliga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-2448641521865601506?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/2448641521865601506/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=2448641521865601506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/2448641521865601506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/2448641521865601506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2009/03/como-sao-as-coisas.html' title='Como são as coisas....'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sc06JrPS17I/AAAAAAAAADM/AGiwN9spt_I/s72-c/2065004_orig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-556391419227155976</id><published>2009-03-09T16:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T17:18:58.398-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bem vinda ao mundo dos adultos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;O ano de 2009 foi o pontapé inicial de uma nova etapa de vida: ser adulta. Mas o que seria virar "adulta"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bem, ser adulta é criar responsabilidades ao qual você não tinha. Não aquela responsabilidade de ganhar um dinheirinho do estádio pra pagar suas saídas, ou comprar aquela roupa que sua mãe nunca lhe daria (a não ser em ocasiões especiais, como aniversário ou Natal). A responsabilidade que você "conquista" é pagar aquela "maravilhosa" conta de $$$$ do celular que sua mãe antigamente pagava morrendo de reclamar e você agora entende, pagar a internet, água, luz, condomínio... entre tantas coisas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;É supermercado, é salão (sim, você passa a pagar aquelas contas absurdas de salão), creme dental, shampoo, desodorante, absorvente, remédio (que absurdo de caro!!). De repente você vê que sobrou mês no fim do salário. Se você volta a estudar, ai mesmo que as coisas pioram: caderno, lápis, caneta, xerox (as famosas xerox)... e, além de tudo, você tem que também pagar o plano de saúde!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ufa, pensava que a lista não iria acabar. Mas ai vem a parte de como você consegue o seu salário: 8 horas diária no trabalho, mais algumas horas do seu "horário" de folga, trabalho nos sábados até o meio dia, às vezes estende mais um pouco. Trabalho também aos domingos a tarde (ai você percebe que não tem mais folga). E quando você possui o celular da empresa? É melhor nem comentar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bom mesmo é ser criança. Quando criança pensava que tinha problemas, mas problemas eu tenho agora e, concerteza, quando eu tiver o dobro da minha idade, falarei a mesma coisa "problemas eu tenho agora, e não quando eu tinha 24 anos...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Imagine quando eu casar, tiver filhos.... mas estou adorando meu novo momento de vida: ser adulta, ter responsabilidades... Estou entrando em mais uma etapa... sem queimá-las... e, mesmo com tantas novidades na minha vida, ainda tenho um tempinho para me divertir com meus amigos(as), com meu amor (adoro!!) e ainda ter tempo de planejar algumas coisas para o futuro!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bem vindos ao meu vilarejo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-556391419227155976?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/556391419227155976/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=556391419227155976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/556391419227155976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/556391419227155976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2009/03/bem-vinda-ao-mundo-dos-adultos.html' title='Bem vinda ao mundo dos adultos'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-3124352079595996245</id><published>2008-11-04T13:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T13:54:28.796-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E o vento continua soprando notícias aqui no vilarejo. Notícias boas, notícias não tão boas, mas em geral são notícias que não abalam a estrutura e o dia-a-dia daqui. Mas no último sopro de vento, ele me trouxe uma notícia nada agradável: a descoberta do dono da estante* do meu paradeiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não gostaria que ele soubesse notícias minhas... como ele descobriu meu novo lar? Não gostaria que pessoas desagradáveis viessem ao meu novo canto, tão sossegado, tão calmo... tão cheio de verdades, amor... na minha colheita infelizmente ainda não brotou o perdão**...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soube que o dono da estante quer saber notícias minhas. Soube também que gostaria que eu voltasse pra estante. Essas notícias me deixaram totalmente irritada. Quem ele pensa que é? Ele é apenas o dono da estante e conquistei meu espaço... conquistei meu vilarejo e no meu vilarejo dono de estante nenhuma é bem vindo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264846688211813346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/SRB-KyfBw-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/oQzIeq1biaM/s320/42-18426842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As portas do meu vilarejo estarão sempre fechadas pra você, dono da estante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Dono da estante é referente ao meu antigo blog, Na sua estante, ao qual retratava vários temas, inclusive alegrias e tristeza de um certo amor falido.&lt;br /&gt;**Há algum tempo atrás escrevi um texto sobre plantação de sentimentos, como amor, paz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-3124352079595996245?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/3124352079595996245/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=3124352079595996245&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/3124352079595996245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/3124352079595996245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2008/11/e-o-vento-continua-soprando-notcias.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/SRB-KyfBw-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/oQzIeq1biaM/s72-c/42-18426842.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-4654292498639941335</id><published>2008-10-25T11:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T11:34:20.499-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='você'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pergunta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='máscaras'/><title type='text'>Quem você é?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Você já se perguntou quem você é? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Concerteza alguma pessoa já lhe fez essa pergunta. Se não fez, estou fazendo agora: quem você [realmente] é?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Algumas pessoas pensam que eu sou isso, sou aquilo, ou aquilo outro mais. A visão das pessoas de quem você é é totalmente diferente do que realmente seja você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Alguns dizem que você é o que você come. Outros falam: "fala com quem andas que eu ti direi quem é", outros falam "quem não te conhece que te compre". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Já vi casamentos de longos anos (quando digo longo é porque é longo mesmo) que acabaram e uma das partes falava "eu não conhecia o lado dessa pessoa". Ou até mesmo esse caso que está na mídia de um fim de relacionamento trágico. Não foi o primeiro caso... e nem será o último!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Você pode ser a luz que ilumina o coração de um homem. Você pode ser o ombro amigo pra alguém chorar. Você pode ser a mão que ajuda alguém se levantar. Você pode ser a pessoa que fecha a porta pra outra. Você pode ser portadora de boas notícias... e de más também. Você pode ser mãe, filha, esposa, amiga, colega, inimiga, simpatizante... Você pode ser o que você bem entender!! Tanto pro bem como pro mal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;O ser humano usam "máscaras". Máscaras essa que são trocadas em situações diversas no cotidiano do indivíduo. Hoje eu posso ser uma pessoa alegre mas amanhã poderei ser uma pessoa depressiva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261098249532123810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/SQMs-8PKqqI/AAAAAAAAACI/9coIktdIkQA/s320/1163048987_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Agora respondendo a pergunta: Quem eu sou? Sou apenas uma garota f&amp;amp;%$ atrás da minha felicidade, não importando se vou magoar alguém, se serei chata, se serei arrogante, se serei amorosa, estúpida... só sei que sou assim e ponto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Então, quem é você?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-4654292498639941335?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/4654292498639941335/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=4654292498639941335&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/4654292498639941335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/4654292498639941335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2008/10/quem-voc.html' title='Quem você é?'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/SQMs-8PKqqI/AAAAAAAAACI/9coIktdIkQA/s72-c/1163048987_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-1032754521922977551</id><published>2008-09-30T11:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:16:32.550-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meus amigos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"... eu ando pelo mundo e meus amigos, cadê?" Essa foi a música que ouvi ontem no carro ao voltar do almoço para o trabalho. Parei e perguntei: e meus amigos, cadê? Estão ali, esperando um "oi" meu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;É engraçado como a vida muda o caminho da gente... o fim da faculdade, novos horizontes, novo emprego, novos projetos afastam a gente dos amigos, mas os verdadeiros amigos estão ali, torcendo por você, pela sua felicidade, pelo seu sucesso... sorri com você e lhe dá o ombro quando você precisa chorar. Os verdadeiros amigos estão sempre ali, longe dos olhos, mas perto do coração!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-1032754521922977551?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/1032754521922977551/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=1032754521922977551&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/1032754521922977551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/1032754521922977551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2008/09/meus-amigos.html' title='Meus amigos'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-4265136795626574222</id><published>2008-09-29T17:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T17:14:02.612-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Felicidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;É engraçado como a felicidade bate em sua porta. Estava aqui, sozinha em meu vilarejo quando uma brisa tras para mim o mais belo sorriso, o mais belo olhar... a mais bela demonstração de carinho e afeto. Muito bom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-4265136795626574222?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/4265136795626574222/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=4265136795626574222&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/4265136795626574222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/4265136795626574222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2008/09/felicidade.html' title='Felicidade'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-5415475321446859044</id><published>2008-05-25T19:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T19:24:49.531-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Closer - Perto demais (ou não)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/SDnm5jKDyuI/AAAAAAAAABg/s3ZyEkqn_IE/s1600-h/NataliePortman_Closer2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204444720767683298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/SDnm5jKDyuI/AAAAAAAAABg/s3ZyEkqn_IE/s320/NataliePortman_Closer2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E hoje estava assistindo pela miléssima vez o filme Closer. E lembrei que assistimos juntos no cinema. E você não gostou do filme, e eu havia amado. E você não parava de cantar ao meu ouvido "can't take my eyes of you" e me acariciava. E lembro também da gente se comparando aos casais da drama: Larry e Anna ou Dann e Alice? Passou o tempo e acabei percebendo que não somos o casal que fica juntos, mesmo com toda a traição, toda a humilhação... somos o casal que se separou, que o amor acabou, que não havia mais respeito um com o outro. Você, um legítimo Dann, não era um repórter fracassado, mas era fracassado na profissão que escolheu. Eu, não era uma stripper, mas me virava pra me sustentar sem medo de trabalhar. E, ao mesmo tempo tínhamos um pouco de Dann e Anna, você com o fracasso nas costas, culpando os outros e eu a fotógrafa, só querendo ser feliz. E traições pairavam em nossas vidas. É... Closer é um filme que mostra verdades. E mostrou minha verdade. E mostrará a sua também.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-5415475321446859044?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/5415475321446859044/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=5415475321446859044&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/5415475321446859044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/5415475321446859044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2008/05/closer-perto-demais-ou-no.html' title='Closer - Perto demais (ou não)'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/SDnm5jKDyuI/AAAAAAAAABg/s3ZyEkqn_IE/s72-c/NataliePortman_Closer2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-3965907036557209676</id><published>2008-05-16T20:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T20:50:47.313-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/SC4duPCa2dI/AAAAAAAAABY/KivDEQi4_aI/s1600-h/AX050317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201127299807369682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/SC4duPCa2dI/AAAAAAAAABY/KivDEQi4_aI/s320/AX050317.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E apareceu uma cobra em meu vilarejo. Meu Deus, o que fazer com ela? Devo matar? Devo chamar alguém? O Bidu latia sem parar enquanto a cobra (cascavel, diga-se de passagem) estava mexendo seu lindo rabinho... fazendo aquele barulhinho típico que só elas sabem fazer... O que fazer? Depois de ficar algum tempo estátua, paralisada com a cobra, a cascavel vira sua cabeça como se estivesse me ignorando, dá a meia volta e vai embora. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Estranho... tenho que ficar atenta... é melhor me recolher na cabana!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-3965907036557209676?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/3965907036557209676/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=3965907036557209676&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/3965907036557209676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/3965907036557209676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2008/05/e-apareceu-uma-cobra-em-meu-vilarejo.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/SC4duPCa2dI/AAAAAAAAABY/KivDEQi4_aI/s72-c/AX050317.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-9040028226568885782</id><published>2008-05-04T00:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T01:15:51.773-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Telegrama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/SB02_4XMAEI/AAAAAAAAABQ/r4aJSpbAdG0/s1600-h/show+nando+reis+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196370016144719938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/SB02_4XMAEI/AAAAAAAAABQ/r4aJSpbAdG0/s320/show+nando+reis+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu tava triste&lt;br /&gt;Tristinho!&lt;br /&gt;Mais sem graça&lt;br /&gt;Que a top-model magrela&lt;br /&gt;Na passarela&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas ontem&lt;br /&gt;Eu recebi um &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Telegrama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era você do &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Piauí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou do Alabama&lt;br /&gt;Dizendo: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Xuxu&lt;/span&gt; sinta-se feliz&lt;br /&gt;Porque no mundo&lt;br /&gt;Tem alguém que diz:&lt;br /&gt;Que muito te ama!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que tanto te ama!&lt;br /&gt;Que muito, muito te ama!&lt;br /&gt;Que tanto te ama! (...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Estava sendo um dia como outro qualquer em meu vilarejo. Meio que chatiada com a rotina, meio que chatiada com a vida. Estava tristinha por ser um dia sem movimentação nenhuma. Até que, um pombo correio pousa em meu jardim carregando um &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Telegrama&lt;/span&gt; em seu bico. Quem seria? Como alguém descobriu meu endereço? Tratei logo de abrir pra saber quem era. Era um amigo, um amigo que a tempos havia me visitado naquela estante e, ao me procurar novamente por lá, deram meu novo endereço. No &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Telegrama&lt;/span&gt; havia os dizeres: "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;estou indo te visitar pra colocarmos o papo em dia. Me espere. Bjos do Xuxu&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;/em&gt;Na mesma hora um sorriso surgiu em meu rosto: "&lt;em&gt;tenho que arrumar meu vilarejo"&lt;/em&gt;.. isso era a única tarefa do dia que passava pela minha cabeça!! Meu Deus, estou tão animada com minha primeira visita!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-9040028226568885782?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/9040028226568885782/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=9040028226568885782&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/9040028226568885782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/9040028226568885782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2008/05/telegrama.html' title='Telegrama'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/SB02_4XMAEI/AAAAAAAAABQ/r4aJSpbAdG0/s72-c/show+nando+reis+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-3399181066483475358</id><published>2008-05-01T20:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T21:15:10.380-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/SBpc_IXMADI/AAAAAAAAABI/YMJrzOjQAw0/s1600-h/42-15488134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/SBpc_IXMADI/AAAAAAAAABI/YMJrzOjQAw0/s320/42-15488134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195567359771541554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E os primeiros raios de sol invadiram meu quarto. Os pássaros estão cantarolando alegremente nas árvores. O vento sopra uma brisa refrescante nesta bela manhã. E, de repente a trilha sonora dos pássaros é interrompida por um barulho estranho.. Toc, toc toc.. é alguém batendo na porta. Quem seria?? Como é que alguém sabia onde ficava meu vilarejo? Estranho, muito estranho. Perguntei quem era.. mas ninguém me respondeu. Perguntei novamente.. só o silêncio me respondia. Meus Deus, quem será? Será um estranho? Um ladrão? Novamente pergunto quem é mas não obtive resposta. Vou me aproximando da porta... coloco o ouvido nela pra ouvir alguma coisa.. mas não escuto nada. Olho pelo olho mágico da porta. Estranho.. não há ninguém. Então abro a porta e, pela minha surpresa, um cachorrinho embrulhado de presente!! Um amigo!! Tudo que estava precisando no momento, um amiguinho!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algúem tem sugestão de nomes para ele?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-3399181066483475358?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/3399181066483475358/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=3399181066483475358&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/3399181066483475358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/3399181066483475358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2008/05/e-os-primeiros-raios-de-sol-invadiram.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/SBpc_IXMADI/AAAAAAAAABI/YMJrzOjQAw0/s72-c/42-15488134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-274997461483047732</id><published>2008-04-29T21:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T22:04:11.557-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E hoje fiz um programinha diferente em meu vilarejo: fui explora-lo. Queria observa-lo de outras formas, em vez de ve-lo apenas da minha janela. Andei por colinas, riachos... tantos lugares lindos que nem imaginava que meu vilarejo possuia. Até que avistei uma terra plana, ao qual havia uma árvore e uma bela de uma sombra. Não pensei duas vezes em sentar e aproveitar aquela brisa gostosa embaixo daquela árvore. Fiquei alguns instantes a observar aquele lugar maravilhoso!! E tive uma idéia: que tal plantar?? Isso iria me distrair, pelo menos por um dia. Fui correndo pegar algumas ferramentas, mas... o que plantar se não havia sementes? Pensei, pensei até que tive uma outra grande idéia. Ajoelhei-me, peguei uma pázinha de jardim, abri um pequeno buraco, botei a mão dentro e em seguida retirei-a e fechei o buraco. E assim fiz várias e várias vezes. Sabe o que plantei? Plantei amor, carinho, gratidão, compreensão, paz, harmonia, saúde, felicidade. Será que terei uma boa colheita?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-274997461483047732?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/274997461483047732/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=274997461483047732&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/274997461483047732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/274997461483047732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2008/04/e-hoje-fiz-um-programinha-diferente-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-2553166125950192134</id><published>2008-04-28T19:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T20:00:59.851-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Novo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Porque o novo sempre assusta as pessoas? Morar em uma nova casa, estudar em um novo colégio...? Confesso que estou meio que com o pé atras vindo para esse vilarejo... aquela sua estante era tão mais confortante. Mesmo sabendo que o novo é o melhor pra mim, aquela estante eu já sabia como me comportar, como me relacionar, como conversar... neste vilarejo tudo é novo, os ares são novos... sinto falta daquela "falsa segurança", mesmo sabendo que ela não existia. Sinto falta do certo, mesmo que este certo não seja certo. Queria ter mais certezas, mas as certezas só veem com o tempo, e o tempo não passa.. o tempo aqui aparenta ser mais longo....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mas o melhor pra mim é estar em um lugar que é MEU,  e não SEU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-2553166125950192134?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/2553166125950192134/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=2553166125950192134&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/2553166125950192134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/2553166125950192134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2008/04/novo.html' title='Novo'/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8274248631988946424.post-7675120615265844721</id><published>2008-04-06T12:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T13:30:07.109-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/R_j6aM-fcWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OFZ0FXfJvv4/s1600-h/cruzeiro(jess)+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186170298984001890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/R_j6aM-fcWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OFZ0FXfJvv4/s320/cruzeiro(jess)+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Pensar é um ato.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sentir é um fato."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E escrever faz parte!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E em mais uma etapa da minha vida, começo com um novo blog. O antigo ficará lá para a prosperidade!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8274248631988946424-7675120615265844721?l=meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/7675120615265844721/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8274248631988946424&amp;postID=7675120615265844721&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/7675120615265844721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8274248631988946424/posts/default/7675120615265844721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meuvilarejoparticular.blogspot.com/2008/04/pensar-um-ato.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessica Lia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17696072856760042767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/Sgr64ZSyiHI/AAAAAAAAADU/QwNVfBSJrA8/S220/5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qRNlQWEyfe4/R_j6aM-fcWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OFZ0FXfJvv4/s72-c/cruzeiro(jess)+087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
