<?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-856983714159572126</id><updated>2011-09-28T19:39:28.915-07:00</updated><category term='outfit'/><title type='text'>Sass Pot</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Leigha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10993463209563553035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B8Ar0E_hIgU/R8s5OhuZd9I/AAAAAAAAACE/J_-vAPDXl3k/S220/835012026_l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-856983714159572126.post-7092462189636010324</id><published>2010-03-02T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T23:33:14.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>See You Later Gator</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/hippie2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wore this to my mom birthday brunch then to see The Blind Side yesterday. I was going for a comfy hippie vibe. My mom also has an eBay store, but she sells everything and anything. That is where I got these 501's. I stole 'em from her stash of jeans in her store. Yessss. Later that night I went to my cousin's husband going away party (he's going to basic training for the Army). I threw on a braided headband, flipped my part and put some makeup on. Alas, I took no pictures to prove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone has seen the episode Diversity Day on The Office, that is what the first party game was like. The part where they had different ethnicity's written on a card on their forehead and had to ask yes or no questions to find out who they were. We played that! But with famous people.. I was Dora the Explorer, Santa and Heidi Montag. We also played catch phrase, which is always good for a rush of adrenaline and inability to understand clues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/hippie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/hippie4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/hippie1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wearing: UO t-shirt, 501 Levi's mens jeans, American Eagle belt &amp;amp; sandals, MaxRave necklace, Old Navy bracelet, F21 cross ring, vintage swirl ring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/856983714159572126-7092462189636010324?l=sass-pot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/feeds/7092462189636010324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2010/03/see-you-later-gator.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/7092462189636010324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/7092462189636010324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2010/03/see-you-later-gator.html' title='See You Later Gator'/><author><name>Leigha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10993463209563553035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B8Ar0E_hIgU/R8s5OhuZd9I/AAAAAAAAACE/J_-vAPDXl3k/S220/835012026_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/th_hippie2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-856983714159572126.post-5347630905102664255</id><published>2010-02-28T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T23:40:42.473-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfit'/><title type='text'>Baby Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/bday6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my nephew (really second cousin's) third birthday party today. While I love children and all the kids there were adorable, baby birthday parties are crazy boring. I can only hear the word bubbles so many times. It was also a sort of home warming party too. My cousin, her hubby, three year old son and 6 month old daughter just moved in down the street from me. Yay! I get to cuddle with cute babies whenever I want! Also, they have this old shingle covered church right next door that works as a really cool backdrop. Soooo I may end up using them for their neighboring structures. I also love their backyard and I might see if I can take pictures for my store against her fence by their almond trees (which have really pretty blossoms right now). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/bday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/bday1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/bday2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/bday5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/bday3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/bday4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wearing: thrifted vintage dress &amp;amp; belt, Target sweater, vintage cocktail ring, Jeffrey Campbell shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/856983714159572126-5347630905102664255?l=sass-pot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/feeds/5347630905102664255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2010/02/baby-birthday.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/5347630905102664255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/5347630905102664255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2010/02/baby-birthday.html' title='Baby Birthday'/><author><name>Leigha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10993463209563553035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B8Ar0E_hIgU/R8s5OhuZd9I/AAAAAAAAACE/J_-vAPDXl3k/S220/835012026_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/th_bday6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-856983714159572126.post-3751959020784268953</id><published>2010-02-17T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T20:14:01.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solo Shop</title><content type='html'>I own a closet full of clothes, yet I continually wear a few of my favorite things. This 90s floral dress I got a Salvation Army for a &lt;strong&gt;dollar&lt;/strong&gt; is something I always want to wear. The tent shape is super comfortable and the print is just too pretty. And these boots just go with too many things. Wore this when I went shopping on Valentines Day. I promise I'll come up with something new this coming week. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/flower2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/flower1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/flower.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/flower3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wearing: thrifted dress sweater &amp;amp; boots, grandmas bow earrings (all vintage)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/856983714159572126-3751959020784268953?l=sass-pot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/feeds/3751959020784268953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2010/02/solo-shop.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/3751959020784268953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/3751959020784268953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2010/02/solo-shop.html' title='Solo Shop'/><author><name>Leigha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10993463209563553035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B8Ar0E_hIgU/R8s5OhuZd9I/AAAAAAAAACE/J_-vAPDXl3k/S220/835012026_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/th_flower2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-856983714159572126.post-1106531792756984770</id><published>2010-02-11T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T01:39:54.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Denim Again</title><content type='html'>Yes, I wore denim again! Its just comfy. Wore this to post office &amp;amp; Goodwill yesterday. I ended up only buying things for myself. Not good. But I did find a dress that I had wanted to get at Target awhile back in the color I wanted and in my size. Has to be fate right? It was $16 because it had its tags still. But its so pretty, I had to get it. Its a coral bustier top dress that I would totally wear on Valentines day if I had a date.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/denim.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/denim1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wearing: vintage denim dress belt &amp;amp; Nine West boots, George tights (all thrifted besides tights)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/856983714159572126-1106531792756984770?l=sass-pot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/feeds/1106531792756984770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2010/02/denim-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/1106531792756984770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/1106531792756984770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2010/02/denim-again.html' title='Denim Again'/><author><name>Leigha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10993463209563553035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B8Ar0E_hIgU/R8s5OhuZd9I/AAAAAAAAACE/J_-vAPDXl3k/S220/835012026_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/th_denim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-856983714159572126.post-8659909250483581995</id><published>2010-02-09T01:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T01:17:49.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Do List</title><content type='html'>I need to be more productive. I have so many little projects I want to do, I just never get to them. Time to change this! Here is a tentative to do list..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Buy gold studs to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DIY&lt;/span&gt; stud a Levi's vest I bought months ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Do laundry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Buy some fabric to make an American Apparel-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;esque&lt;/span&gt; sash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. Get a planner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. Finish cleaning my room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6. Organize closet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7. Clean eBay room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8. Shred my holey tights &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9. Put music on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ipod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pedicure&lt;/span&gt; with mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;11. Hang out with brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12. Plan my future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;13. Figure out when I need to send my transcripts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;14. Get a boyfriend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or at least a freaking date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;15. Make a list of all the wardrobe basics I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;16. Start a dream journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;17. Plan a trip to Europe that I wish wish wish I can actually afford&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;18. A million more things I may never remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/856983714159572126-8659909250483581995?l=sass-pot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/feeds/8659909250483581995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2010/02/to-do-list.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/8659909250483581995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/8659909250483581995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2010/02/to-do-list.html' title='To Do List'/><author><name>Leigha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10993463209563553035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B8Ar0E_hIgU/R8s5OhuZd9I/AAAAAAAAACE/J_-vAPDXl3k/S220/835012026_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-856983714159572126.post-8367761187193389712</id><published>2010-02-08T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T19:33:33.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Jeffrey</title><content type='html'>Anxiously awaiting my Jeffrey Campbell thigh high suede boots I bought on Giltfuse last week. I have been wanting to get otk boots for sooooo long and I am very excited! Although I'm slightly afraid the UPS guy will come when my dog's outside and she'll scare him away with her crazy barking! She does nothing to back it up, but he won't know that! But I must have faith that they will get to me okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/jeffrey1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here they are.. But I bought them in suede. Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Update: They don't fit. :((((( They can't tighten enough around my thighs so they fall down almost past my knees. Why me??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/856983714159572126-8367761187193389712?l=sass-pot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/feeds/8367761187193389712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-jeffrey.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/8367761187193389712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/8367761187193389712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-jeffrey.html' title='Oh Jeffrey'/><author><name>Leigha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10993463209563553035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B8Ar0E_hIgU/R8s5OhuZd9I/AAAAAAAAACE/J_-vAPDXl3k/S220/835012026_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/th_jeffrey1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-856983714159572126.post-7101573720830813396</id><published>2010-02-08T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T00:27:39.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Bowl Not-Funday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just kidding! It wasn't bad. Step dad really wanted to have a party, so we had family over. Of course I overstuffed myself. Who can resist homemade guacamole?? No one! That's who! I didn't actually watch the game. Whoops. But I listened to the half time show when I was taking pictures on my back porch. Got to play with all my cousins babies, who are all crazy adorable by the way. Overall a good times. Congrats Saints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/outfit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/outfit1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/outfit2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/outfit9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/outfit3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/outfit5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/outfit6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/outfit8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/outfit4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wearing: Urban Outfitters floral top &amp;amp; 501 cutoffs, thrifted denim top, Old Navy leggings, Charolette Russe oxford flats, thrifted watch, ring &amp;amp; socks (gift from mom). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Necklace was a gift from my aunt and uncle when they went on their honeymoon in Europe. How fun?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/856983714159572126-7101573720830813396?l=sass-pot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/feeds/7101573720830813396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2010/02/super-bowl-not-funday.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/7101573720830813396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/7101573720830813396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2010/02/super-bowl-not-funday.html' title='Super Bowl Not-Funday'/><author><name>Leigha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10993463209563553035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B8Ar0E_hIgU/R8s5OhuZd9I/AAAAAAAAACE/J_-vAPDXl3k/S220/835012026_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/th_outfit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-856983714159572126.post-1255960511216428778</id><published>2010-02-05T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T00:14:12.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look At Those Spots</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/leopard1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/leopard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/leopard3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/leopard2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/leopard5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wearing: Forever 21 sweater &amp;amp; headband, Isaac Mizrahi for Target skirt (thrifted), George tights, Deena &amp;amp; Ozzy booties.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the retro sort of look I got from pairing this full skirt with a cropped sweater. I'm really into the high-waisted look right now. The silhouette works for me. Oh! The Jeffrey Campbell thigh high boots I bought on Gilt Fuse the other day were sent out today. Sooo excited. They're pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/856983714159572126-1255960511216428778?l=sass-pot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/feeds/1255960511216428778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2010/02/look-at-those-spots.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/1255960511216428778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/1255960511216428778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2010/02/look-at-those-spots.html' title='Look At Those Spots'/><author><name>Leigha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10993463209563553035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B8Ar0E_hIgU/R8s5OhuZd9I/AAAAAAAAACE/J_-vAPDXl3k/S220/835012026_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/th_leopard1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-856983714159572126.post-1623847438200775727</id><published>2010-02-04T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T22:39:08.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wind In My Hair, Hair In My Mouth</title><content type='html'>It's a little bit annoying when the wind likes to blow my hair onto my lips and it sticks there right when the picture is taken. That is what happens when you use a tripod and timer I guess. Both the blazer and dress were items I bought to sell but just had to keep. Sorry world! I would also like to apologize for how lame my posts are, I have a pretty boring life. And yes, that is my obese cat in the second picture. Her name is Cassie and she likes to have her belly rubbed. But she would not get out of the frame! Even when I gently pushed her away she just rolled like the fat log she is. I also look really short in these pictures. Lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/feb4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/feb41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/feb42.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/feb44.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/feb45.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wearing: vintage dress &amp;amp; blazer (thrifted), BDG leggings, UO ring, thrifted belt, Forever 21 booties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/856983714159572126-1623847438200775727?l=sass-pot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/feeds/1623847438200775727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2010/02/wind-in-my-hair-hair-in-my-mouth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/1623847438200775727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/1623847438200775727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2010/02/wind-in-my-hair-hair-in-my-mouth.html' title='Wind In My Hair, Hair In My Mouth'/><author><name>Leigha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10993463209563553035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B8Ar0E_hIgU/R8s5OhuZd9I/AAAAAAAAACE/J_-vAPDXl3k/S220/835012026_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/th_feb4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-856983714159572126.post-1922792217069747639</id><published>2010-02-02T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T01:14:17.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dry Clean My Heart</title><content type='html'>Today I finally dry cleaned a whole bunch of stuff I've been waiting to wear for months. I used a Dryel home dry cleaning kit to save me bundles of money. I now have five blazers, two pairs of trousers and two dress I can wear. Hallelujah! Went to the mall with my cousin, her hubby and two babies. Very interesting. A little bit of screaming and running wild, but nice. Used my gift card to Charlotte Russe and got myself some shoes. They have really cute affordable heels. Then a black double buckle belt at H&amp;amp;M. I wanted to do more shopping but we needed to eat, so I must go back for all the pretty things at Forever 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/red.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/red1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;vintage blazer &amp;amp; bracelet, urban outfitters jeans, mervyn's top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/856983714159572126-1922792217069747639?l=sass-pot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/feeds/1922792217069747639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2010/02/dry-clean-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/1922792217069747639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/1922792217069747639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2010/02/dry-clean-my-heart.html' title='Dry Clean My Heart'/><author><name>Leigha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10993463209563553035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B8Ar0E_hIgU/R8s5OhuZd9I/AAAAAAAAACE/J_-vAPDXl3k/S220/835012026_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/th_red.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-856983714159572126.post-501845579039963187</id><published>2010-01-28T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T22:12:49.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Snap</title><content type='html'>I know I disappeared for a couple months (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;whoopsie&lt;/span&gt;) but I barely got started, so it's okay. I am now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;committing&lt;/span&gt; to writing this blog and sharing my ideas about fashion and everything else that pops into my mind. I've been really busy with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;eBay&lt;/span&gt; store &lt;a href="http://stores.ebay.com/Love-That-Vintage"&gt;Love That Vintage &lt;/a&gt;and I think I'm finally ready to manage both my store and a blog. Pictures are coming tomorrow for sure. But tonight I'm editing all my pictures for my listings tomorrow. Forty plus new old items coming tomorrow.. Maybe I'll preview a few here tonight. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/856983714159572126-501845579039963187?l=sass-pot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/feeds/501845579039963187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-snap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/501845579039963187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/501845579039963187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-snap.html' title='Oh Snap'/><author><name>Leigha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10993463209563553035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B8Ar0E_hIgU/R8s5OhuZd9I/AAAAAAAAACE/J_-vAPDXl3k/S220/835012026_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-856983714159572126.post-2218284576398392706</id><published>2009-10-02T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T22:35:44.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/thurs4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/thurs3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/thurs5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/thurs2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/thurs1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/thurs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/thurs6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What I'm wearing: dress- Urban Outfitters, shoes- Jeffrey Campbell, cocktail ring- vintage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I turned 21 on Tuesday. Yay! Now there is nothing I can't do bz's! I've decided that I enjoy Happy Hour more than bars. Its more low key and I don't have to yell for people to hear what I'm saying. On Tuesday I went to Happy Hour at Piatti which was fun. They have great appetizers for just $5 a piece but the drinks aren't amazing. After HH we had dinner, the fettuccine was a tad bland. But the tiramisu was yummy. Last night I had a family dinner at El Toritos which has yummy drinks (Adios, Strawberry Margarita). BUT a Tequila Sunrise just tastes like tequila, not my favorite. The pictures are from what I wore last night and the dress is what I picked out when my mom took me shopping either that day. After dinner I went to Sand Bar with my cousin Alyssa, her husband Michael and my cousin Stephanie. I had a rum &amp;amp; coke and an Otter Pop (it really tasted like an otter pop). Then we danced which is always fun. I'll be ending out my birthday week with a joint party on Saturday with my cousin Rachel who turned 21 two days before me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;p.s. I decided I loveeee red lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/856983714159572126-2218284576398392706?l=sass-pot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/feeds/2218284576398392706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2009/10/21.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/2218284576398392706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/2218284576398392706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2009/10/21.html' title='21'/><author><name>Leigha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10993463209563553035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B8Ar0E_hIgU/R8s5OhuZd9I/AAAAAAAAACE/J_-vAPDXl3k/S220/835012026_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i748.photobucket.com/albums/xx124/lovleigh_fashions/Blog/th_thurs4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-856983714159572126.post-1295982088404985620</id><published>2009-07-09T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T22:31:44.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Be Stealin My Candy</title><content type='html'>Today I decided to make some healthy desert recipes. I knowww. What the heck is the point? Well I want to be healthy dammit! So I made some rice krispy treats without actually using rice krispies. Instead I used Kashi and Fiber One. Gotta stay regular. Those were pretty darn good I have to say. Same process as rice krispy treats, melt the marshmallows with butter then add cereal, press into pan, let cool, bam your done! Despite the serving suggestion I ate about five of them. But they're little, I swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/?action=view&amp;amp;current=marshmallow.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/marshmallow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Melting those mallows!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/?action=view&amp;amp;current=marshmallow3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/marshmallow3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I messed with the color in this one. I do realize the butter looks like radioactive urine, it is not. I just liked how the darkness made the whole process seem menacing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/?action=view&amp;amp;current=marshmallow1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/marshmallow1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Right before it went in the pan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made a healthy chocolate cake to serve to the company that was coming over for dinner: my cousin, her husband, and my baby (technically their baby). The secret ingredient to make it healthy?? Finely grated beets to replace the butter and oil! Are you shocked? You should be! Sooo many apostrophes and question marks in a row, I apologize. Very obnoxious of me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'm too lazy to go through all the steps, but I will say that I did make a teeny tiny mistake and accidentally used half the sugar that was called for. Shoot! I never make mistakes like that, so I of course pretended like I did nothing wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/?action=view&amp;amp;current=beet.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/beet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Look at my freaking hand after I grated the beet. Its still pink! And part of my foot too. I have no idea how that happened.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/?action=view&amp;amp;current=chocloatecake.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/chocloatecake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/?action=view&amp;amp;current=chocloatecake1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/chocloatecake1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After I baked that sucker it ripped apart! And I thought it looked like a one eyed frog with a face scar, so I gussied him up a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/?action=view&amp;amp;current=choco.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/choco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Chocolate for the frosting. Who doesn't love Trader Joe's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cake.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All done! The cake wasn't the best thing I've ever had, but the frosting and the cool whip made it kind of yummy. If you're not too picky. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when my cousin first got to our house I was enjoying a tootsie roll lolli pop, blueberry to be exact. Which is effing nasty by the way. When my cousin's son, who is two, saw my lolli pop he became violently jealous. That crazy baby hardcore mean mugged me. I was deepy hurt by this. But he is a child and knows not what he does. And I'm sure you can guess the outcome. I did &lt;strong&gt;not &lt;/strong&gt;share my lolli. They're like edible gold to me. No baby will take candy from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/?action=view&amp;amp;current=meanmug.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/meanmug.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Who does he think he is? I watched his mother give birth to him. That means I'm practically his mother! (The person holding the candy coveter is my mom.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random: I have seen two commercials within a half hour period with the sham wow guy. I didn't realize his tongue had grown back. If you don't know what I'm talking about then click &lt;a href="http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/years/2009/0327092sham1.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; (do not look at the pictures unless you want to vomit in your mouth). Seeing as I have not seen one of his commercials in a very long time, I was slightly disconcerted. Is this a sign? Will my tongue be bit off by a hooker? I sure hope not. I need this tongue if I'm going to keep making three leaf clover shapes with it. I will be offically avoiding hookers from now on. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/856983714159572126-1295982088404985620?l=sass-pot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/feeds/1295982088404985620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-be-stealin-my-candy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/1295982088404985620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/1295982088404985620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-be-stealin-my-candy.html' title='Baby Be Stealin My Candy'/><author><name>Leigha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10993463209563553035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B8Ar0E_hIgU/R8s5OhuZd9I/AAAAAAAAACE/J_-vAPDXl3k/S220/835012026_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-856983714159572126.post-1451762378654936981</id><published>2009-07-07T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T19:16:45.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Right Kind of Stripes</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went to Goodwill and as we all know, before you go thrift shopping you need to put together a snazzy outfit. You also have to be wearing something that you've bought there before. Its like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tithing&lt;/span&gt; to the bargain gods, you must show respect in hopes of finding good loot. If you haven't been to a thrift store, go now. You may not always find something, but every once and awhile you'll find a great vintage top or a pair of Jeffrey Campbell booties or something equally awesome. Completely worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/?action=view&amp;amp;current=redstripe2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/redstripe2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/?action=view&amp;amp;current=redstripe1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/redstripe1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing: vintage top and ring, Levi 501 cutoffs, flats from Target, Forever 21 sunglasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cookbook I bought last week also came today. The stupid UPS man left it at the end of the driveway in fear that coming any closer would put him in danger of being attacked by my dog. He actually wrote on the box: Dog was out. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Whattttt&lt;/span&gt;? But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; okay, I got some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;exercise&lt;/span&gt; walking her down the driveway. I bought &lt;a href="http://www.hungry-girl.com/"&gt;Hungry Girl&lt;/a&gt; because I want to start eating healthier and some of her stuff just looks yummy. The downside? I'm going to have to start using &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;splenda&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Eck&lt;/span&gt;! But we all have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sacrifice&lt;/span&gt;. Another cookbook I'm considering buying is &lt;a href="http://www.mylifetime.com/on-tv/shows/cook-yourself-thin"&gt;Cook Yourself Thin&lt;/a&gt;. If you have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;DVR&lt;/span&gt; or don't mind watching shows online, you should check out the show with the same name. Their healthy alternatives look delicious and I love how they replace the butter and oil used in cakes and cupcakes with shredded vegetables such as beets, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;zucchini&lt;/span&gt; and butternut squash. How creative is that?? I haven't made any of these yet, so I'll let you know if they taste as good as they look or if they're just nasty diet food. How could these &lt;a href="http://www.mylifetime.com/on-tv/shows/cook-yourself-thin/recipes/chocolate-brownie-with-raspberries-and-white-chocolate-chips"&gt;brownies&lt;/a&gt; not taste good??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/856983714159572126-1451762378654936981?l=sass-pot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/feeds/1451762378654936981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2009/07/right-kind-of-stripes.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/1451762378654936981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/1451762378654936981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2009/07/right-kind-of-stripes.html' title='The Right Kind of Stripes'/><author><name>Leigha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10993463209563553035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B8Ar0E_hIgU/R8s5OhuZd9I/AAAAAAAAACE/J_-vAPDXl3k/S220/835012026_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-856983714159572126.post-8788343602288770661</id><published>2009-07-06T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T01:27:19.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surveys Are Stupid, Thats Why I Filled One Out</title><content type='html'>I've decided that filling out a random survey could possibly help you get to know me. Have at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have just drank a whole bottle of vodka, what are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;Dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you go for the rest of your life without drinking alcohol?&lt;br /&gt;If you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gave&lt;/span&gt; me five dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you miss anyone?&lt;br /&gt;There's always someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you talked to before you went to bed last night?&lt;br /&gt;Probably my mother. I'm very popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone see you kiss the last person you kissed on the lips?&lt;br /&gt;Only if they can see into the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to cuddle?&lt;br /&gt;Well I tried to cuddle with my dog yesterday when the fireworks were scaring her, but she spurned my advances. So I'd have to say so far I haven't had the best of luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If an ex said they hated you, you say?&lt;br /&gt;I'd tell that imaginery person to shut their face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last movie you watched in theaters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Haneover&lt;/em&gt;. Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone have feelings for you?&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go with no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with the choices you've made?&lt;br /&gt;I prefer to not make choices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your plans for tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Finish this, watch the rest of &lt;em&gt;Scream 3,&lt;/em&gt; then have wonderful dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you excited?&lt;br /&gt;About what? What a stupid question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't you with the person you were first in love with?&lt;br /&gt;Because I don't actually know John Krasinski. All I know is my love for him is strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the year consisted of only one season, which would you choose?&lt;br /&gt;Spring for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing last night at midnight?&lt;br /&gt;I was doing this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anyone who would just drop everything to come see you?&lt;br /&gt;I honestly have no clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever done something you told yourself you wouldn't do?&lt;br /&gt;I forget all the things I've told myself. We talk so often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you usually apologize first?&lt;br /&gt;I would never do that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is anyone else in the room with you?&lt;br /&gt;That just scared the crap out of me. I am watching a freaking scary movie. Don't say things like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be able to date someone who doesn't make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Only if they were very attractive and bought me many things. But probably not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's your favorite place to be?&lt;br /&gt;Probably in my room. Well, its the place I usually am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you sleep alone last night?&lt;br /&gt;Just me and my comforter cuddle buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there someone you used to talk to every day that you don't talk to at all?&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, yes. Sometimes you just lose touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you meet the right person, do you fall fast?&lt;br /&gt;We will see. I am pretty clumsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever do something, and then wonder how many people are currently doing the same thing as you?&lt;br /&gt;I actually think of really weird stuff and then wonder if anyone else thinks up weird crap like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;smash&lt;/span&gt; bugs, or just let 'em go?&lt;br /&gt;I try to let them live but if its a bee or has landed on my its fair game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever make sound effects for things?&lt;br /&gt;Not really. But I do talk in accents a lot when I'm talking to myself. Shakes things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever broken something at someonelses house?&lt;br /&gt;Only when they piss me off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had to write a book about your life up until now would it be an interesting read, or would it be boring?&lt;br /&gt;I would make stuff up so it woud be interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/856983714159572126-8788343602288770661?l=sass-pot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/feeds/8788343602288770661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2009/07/surveys-are-stupid-thats-why-i-filled.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/8788343602288770661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/8788343602288770661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2009/07/surveys-are-stupid-thats-why-i-filled.html' title='Surveys Are Stupid, Thats Why I Filled One Out'/><author><name>Leigha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10993463209563553035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B8Ar0E_hIgU/R8s5OhuZd9I/AAAAAAAAACE/J_-vAPDXl3k/S220/835012026_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-856983714159572126.post-8999284346955253775</id><published>2009-07-05T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:03:50.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tie Dye Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tiedyetree4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/tiedyetree4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I made tie dye shirts with my mom, step dad and step sister. While the process isn't super fun, the end result rocks socks. I tried to customize mine by taping shit like hearts to the shirt before I died them so it would be left white and standout. Unfortunately water defeated me and made the freaking tape come off. But! On the first one I made you can see the SP a little bit, so it was mildy successful. I wanted to spell out Sass Pot but it would have taken much too much work, and I'm not really a fan of work. I made three shirts and I think they came out all right. I feel like I should be honest and admit that they aren't as vibrant in real life as they are in the picture. If only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tiedyetree2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/tiedyetree2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the sad little SP just barely making itself know?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tiedyetree1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/tiedyetree1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish this one was actually this bright. I wish it with all my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tiedyetree3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/tiedyetree3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tiedyetree9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/tiedyetree9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Who doesn't love a freaking rainbow? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After we finished making the shirts we hung them in a tree in our front yard. Pretty isn't it? So then I took a few pictures while dodging bees and not trying to fall in the grass. I was squatting and gravity is another enemy of mine. I hope you like them. I'm not a photographer of any kind, but how can you go wrong with such fun colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tiedyetree5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/tiedyetree5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tiedyetree6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/tiedyetree6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tiedyetree8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/tiedyetree8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tiedyetree.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/Lieha/tiedyetree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;For some reason my mom decided that me and her are of the larger variety and bought a pack of large mens Hanes shirts so they're a tad long. But I am fully capable of adapting. I'm thinking of wearing them as mini dresses and I want to cut one into a tank tunic top. But I'm not always the best with scissors. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;As to what I'm up to right now, I'm watching &lt;em&gt;Scream 3&lt;/em&gt; and I can't decide whats more hilarious.. Courtney Cox's crazy short bangs or the fact that McDreamy plays a cop. Aren't campy horror flicks the best? I for one think so. I mean, real horror movies scare the shit out of me and make me super paranoid, but movies like &lt;em&gt;Scream&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;I Know What You Did Last Summer&lt;/em&gt; are the best. Just scary enough to be fun and not give me nightmares. He's right behind you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/856983714159572126-8999284346955253775?l=sass-pot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/feeds/8999284346955253775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2009/07/tie-dye-tree.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/8999284346955253775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/8999284346955253775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2009/07/tie-dye-tree.html' title='Tie Dye Tree'/><author><name>Leigha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10993463209563553035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B8Ar0E_hIgU/R8s5OhuZd9I/AAAAAAAAACE/J_-vAPDXl3k/S220/835012026_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-856983714159572126.post-7025397275135871283</id><published>2009-07-04T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T22:32:51.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not A Sex Pot</title><content type='html'>So I'm not quite a sex pot, but I sure am full of sass. Hence the name Sass Pot. I barely know if it makes sense and I'll probably want to change it in about five minutes. But for now it works. Now I want anyone who reads this to know that I suck at blogging. I don't know anything that I probably should and I don't always proof read, so please bare with me. I have no clue how to get people to read this or be nice to me if they do. I don't really want advice because it'll hurt my feelings and make me feel useless even if its super nice and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;constructive&lt;/span&gt;. So for now I'll just write what I feel like writing and if you don't like it then I'm very sorry and please don't be mad. What I want to do is make you laugh and then make you love me. I think I have a complex. One of those obnoxious complexes that means I want everyone to think I'm awesome and I'm devastated when they don't. But don't feel bad if you find me annoying, I do most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like describing myself because I'll probably sound crazy or describe myself in a way that makes me sound cooler than I am. So what I'll do for now is just write stuff and hope you kind of figure me out along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I changed my mind. If you have advice for me, I'll take it. But make it nice please. And if no one reads this and I'm being completely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;presumptuous&lt;/span&gt; then oh well. My next post will be much more focused. Maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/856983714159572126-7025397275135871283?l=sass-pot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/feeds/7025397275135871283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2009/07/not-sex-pot.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/7025397275135871283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/856983714159572126/posts/default/7025397275135871283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sass-pot.blogspot.com/2009/07/not-sex-pot.html' title='Not A Sex Pot'/><author><name>Leigha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10993463209563553035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_B8Ar0E_hIgU/R8s5OhuZd9I/AAAAAAAAACE/J_-vAPDXl3k/S220/835012026_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
