<?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-7502353144128383383</id><updated>2012-02-21T14:44:48.645Z</updated><title type='text'>Carrottline</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>118</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-7093121826886032756</id><published>2012-02-02T14:16:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-02-02T14:52:01.117Z</updated><title type='text'>Paradise</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I know its the 3rd time in a row I post about a collection. This is what happens when you have to hand in a project with 100 designs and you can't design a single pocket. At least it's what happens to me: I'm jealous of all those great artists out there.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sé que he puesto 3 colecciones seguidas. Es lo que pasa cuando tienes que entregar un proyecto con 100 diseños y no puedes diseñar ni un bolsillo. O eso es lo que me pasa a mí: les tengo envidia a todos los grandes artistas que hay por ahí.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/kane.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I also know this is Resort 2012 and everyone moved on a long time ago, but I'm wrapped in a blanket wearing a thick knit cardigan and 2 pairs of socks and all I want is to be in a sunny hot place and wear Christopher Kane. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;También sé que esto es Resort 2012 y que para todo el mundo pasó hace tiempo, pero estoy envuelta en una manta llevando una chaqueta de punto gordo y 2 pares de calcetines y lo único que quiero es estar en un lugar soleado y cálido y vestir de Christopher Kane. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm struggling to choose my favourite piece. Do I prefer the multicolored cocktail dress that first caught my eye or any of the turquoise jackets? I'm going to continue drinking hot cups of coffee and picturing my sunny paradise while I decide. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me está costando elegir mi favorito. ¿Prefiero el vestidito multicolor en el que primero me he fijado o cualquiera de las chaquetas turquesa? Voy a seguir bebiendo tazas de café caliente e imaginando mi paraíso soleado mientras lo decido.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;All pictures from &lt;a href="http://www.style.com/fashionshows/complete/2012RST-CKANE"&gt;style.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Todas las fotos de &lt;a href="http://www.style.com/fashionshows/complete/2012RST-CKANE"&gt;style.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-7093121826886032756?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/7093121826886032756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=7093121826886032756&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7093121826886032756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7093121826886032756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2012/02/paradise.html' title='Paradise'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_kane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-2512031056994911335</id><published>2012-01-27T10:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-27T10:00:05.708Z</updated><title type='text'>Dellal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/chanel.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My favourite part of Chanel's collection: styling. Apparently inspired by Alice Dellal. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi parte preferida de la colección de Chanel: el estilismo. Al parecer inspirado en Alice Dellal.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;All pictures from &lt;a href="http://www.style.com/fashionshows/review/S2012CTR-CHANEL"&gt;Style.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fotos de &lt;a href="http://www.style.com/fashionshows/review/S2012CTR-CHANEL"&gt;Style.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-2512031056994911335?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/2512031056994911335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=2512031056994911335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/2512031056994911335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/2512031056994911335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2012/01/dellal.html' title='Dellal'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_chanel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-6768065466878124327</id><published>2012-01-26T22:54:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-27T02:34:36.429Z</updated><title type='text'>Elie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/eliesaab.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me admitting liking pastel colour things? Never thought I would but yeah, I admit it. Elie Saab made me fall for his collection the second I saw that white see-through cocktail dress. And this has nothing to do with my love for Karlie Kloss.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yo admitiendo que me gusta algo en colores pastel? Nunca pensé que lo haría pero sí, lo admito. Me enamoré de la colección de Elie Saab en cuanto vi ese vestido blanco transparente. Y no tiene nada que ver con mi amor hacia Karlie Kloss.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;All pictures from &lt;a href="http://www.style.com/fashionshows/review/S2012CTR-ESAAB"&gt;Style.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Todas las fotos de &lt;a href="http://www.style.com/fashionshows/review/S2012CTR-ESAAB"&gt;Style.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-6768065466878124327?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/6768065466878124327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=6768065466878124327&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/6768065466878124327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/6768065466878124327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2012/01/elie.html' title='Elie'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_eliesaab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-621706653134949017</id><published>2012-01-21T11:40:00.007Z</published><updated>2012-01-21T16:17:34.631Z</updated><title type='text'>Maestro</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;117 years ago a genius was born in Getaria, Spain: Cristóbal Balenciaga. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Innovative, perfectionist; an artist. "He is the only true couturier among us" Coco Chanel.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hace 117 años nació un genio en Getaria, España: Cristóbal Balenciaga. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Innovador, perfeccionista; un artista. "Es el único de nosotros que es un verdadero couturier" Coco Chanel.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/balenc.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;To learn more about him visit the &lt;a href="http://www.cristobalbalenciagamuseoa.com/Ingles.html"&gt;Balenciaga Museoa website&lt;/a&gt;. And why not visit the museum? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Para saber más visita la &lt;a href="http://www.cristobalbalenciagamuseoa.com/Inicio.html"&gt;página web del Museo Balenciaga&lt;/a&gt;. Y por qué no visitar el museo?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/06/balenciaga.html"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-diary-3-balenciaga-museum-inside.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; you can read my past posts about the museum. Have a nice weekend!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/06/balenciaga.html"&gt;Aquí&lt;/a&gt; y &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-diary-3-balenciaga-museum-inside.html"&gt;aquí&lt;/a&gt; puedes leer mis posts antiguos sobre el museo. ¡Que paséis un buen fin de semana!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-621706653134949017?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/621706653134949017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=621706653134949017&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/621706653134949017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/621706653134949017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2012/01/maestro.html' title='Maestro'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_balenc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-2139359098619350169</id><published>2012-01-12T15:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-16T15:32:26.645Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/herveleger.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Obsessed with Hervé Leger's Pre-Fall 2012 collection: Black. Check. Stripes. Check. Harnesses. Check.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Obsesionada con la colección Pre-Fall 2012 de Hervé Leger: Negro. Check. Rayas. Check. Arneses. Check.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pictures from &lt;a href="http://www.style.com/"&gt;style.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fotos de &lt;a href="http://www.style.com/"&gt;style.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-2139359098619350169?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/2139359098619350169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=2139359098619350169&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/2139359098619350169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/2139359098619350169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2012/01/obsessed-with-herve-legers-pre-fall.html' title=''/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_herveleger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-4144317086124727597</id><published>2012-01-06T17:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-15T14:04:44.403Z</updated><title type='text'>Back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/02.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Had a wonderful Christmas. So sad it's over... I've been trying to eat as much Roscón as possible. It's no fair we can only eat it once a year.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Han sido unas grandes Navidades. Qué pena que ya se hayan acabado... He intentado comer tanto Roscón como he podido. No es justo que solo se coma una vez al año.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/01-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now, back to London. See you there.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ahora, de vuelta a Londres. Os veo allí.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-4144317086124727597?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/4144317086124727597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=4144317086124727597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/4144317086124727597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/4144317086124727597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2012/01/back.html' title='Back.'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-7313458071782896415</id><published>2011-12-31T17:48:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-12-31T18:59:47.578Z</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Even though I haven't paid much attention to the blog lately, I feel like writing something cheesy about this year. 2011 was the year I started my degree in Fashion, the year I (kind of) settled down in London, when I became vegetarian and the year I said goodbye to my grandma.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aunque no le he prestado mucha atención al blog últimamente, me apetece escribir algo sensiblero sobre este año. 2011 ha sido el año que he empezado mi carrera de Diseño de Moda, el año que me he asentado (más o menos) en Londres, cuando me volví vegetariana y el año que me despedí de mi abuela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;But if I had to describe 2011 in one word it would be Alba. It's been the year we've bonded, when we've shared the bed most times and when we've experienced all we've always wanted. At the beginning of the year she was the friend I called when I wanted someone to make me laugh. Now I call her to ask her everything.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pero si tuviera que describir 2011 en una palabra sería Alba. Ha sido el año que nos hemos unido, cuando más veces hemos compartido cama y cuando hemos experimentado todo lo que siempre hemos querido. Al principio del año era la amiga que llamaba cada vez que quería que me hicieran reír. Ahora le llamo para preguntarle todo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/alba.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have too many things to thank her for (and one big reason to kill her). I can't say I have lots of friends, but the few I have are the best ones I can ask for and Alba is one of those. So this corny text is for her. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tengo muchas cosas que agradecerle (y una muy grande por la que matarla). No puedo decir que tengo muchos amigos, pero los pocos que tengo son los mejores que puedo pedir y Alba es uno de ellos. Así que este texto cursi es para ella.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wish you the best for this 2012. Only if the world doesn't end. Let's hope not: I have too many plans for next year. Most of them, of course, involve Alba.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Os deseo lo mejor para este 2012. Si es que el mundo no se acaba. Esperemos que no: Tengo demasiados planes para el año que viene. La mayoría, por supuesto, implican a Alba.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-7313458071782896415?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/7313458071782896415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=7313458071782896415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7313458071782896415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7313458071782896415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_alba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-4043346912305227075</id><published>2011-12-26T23:48:00.008Z</published><updated>2011-12-27T21:17:11.524Z</updated><title type='text'>Daydreamer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I didn't want to make a wish list of presents for Christmas so I made a list of some of my ambitions. (In no particular order)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;No quería hacer una wish list de regalos para Navidad así que he hecho una lista con algunas de mis ambiciones. (En ningún orden particular)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;· Get a septum piercing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;· Tener un piercing en el septum.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;· Stick my face in a chocolate cake. (&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fSB_HA9GdDE"&gt;Matilda style&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;· Meter la cara en una tarta de chocolate. (&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fSB_HA9GdDE"&gt;Estilo Matilda&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;· Be in a band.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;· Pertenecer a un grupo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;· Attend the MET gala in New York.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;· Asistir a la gala del MET en Nueva York.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;· Have my own atelier.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;· Tener mi propio atelier.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;· Go to Warped Tour.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;· Ir al Warped Tour.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;· Learn to play drums.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;· Aprender a tocar la batería.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;· Have a Galgo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;· Tener un Galgo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;· Meet Julie Andrews and Christopher Plummer.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;· Conocer a Julie Andrews y Christopher Plummer.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;· Do the makeup/style a magazine cover.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;· Hacer el maquillaje/estilismo de una portada de una revista.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;· Be a makeup artist/costume designer on a movie.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;· Ser maquilladora/diseñadora de vestuario en una película.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;· Own a pair of &lt;a href="http://www.marieclaire.com/cm/marieclaire/images/S8/memorable-fashion-moments-mcqueen-armadillo-shoes-de.jpg"&gt;Armadillo shoes&lt;/a&gt; by Alexander McQueen.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;· Tener un par de &lt;a href="http://www.marieclaire.com/cm/marieclaire/images/S8/memorable-fashion-moments-mcqueen-armadillo-shoes-de.jpg"&gt;zapatos Armadillo&lt;/a&gt; de Alexander McQueen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;· Win a CFDA Award.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;· Ganar un premio CFDA.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;· Go to all the shows on some band's tour.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;· Ir a todos los conciertos del tour de algún grupo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;· Get advice from David Delfín.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;· Ser aconsejada por David Delfín.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;· Be a makeup artist at New York Fashion Week.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;· Maquillar en la Semana de la Moda de Nueva York.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;· Work for Pat McGrath.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;· Trabajar para Pat McGrath.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;· Do Hayley William's make up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;· Maquillar a Hayley Williams.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hope you all had a wonderful Christmas Day! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Espero que hayáis tenido un buen día de Navidad!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Q_z2WkSKTc"&gt;Title song: Daydreamer by Adele&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-4043346912305227075?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/4043346912305227075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=4043346912305227075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/4043346912305227075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/4043346912305227075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/12/daydreamer.html' title='Daydreamer'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-2588327669151617409</id><published>2011-12-16T12:18:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-12-27T00:41:30.202Z</updated><title type='text'>Bye London</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I'm getting everything ready to leave for the airport en route to Madrid to see &lt;a href="http://younggunsuk.tumblr.com/"&gt;one of my favourite bands&lt;/a&gt; play on Saturday. Then I'll fly early Sunday morning to Lisbon to see them again. And back to Madrid for a day and a half and then a train to my beloved San Sebastian.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Estoy preparándolo todo para irme al aeropuerto con destino a Madrid a ver &lt;a href="http://younggunsuk.tumblr.com/"&gt;uno de mis grupos preferidos&lt;/a&gt; tocar el Sábado. Después volaré el Domingo por la mañana a Lisboa a verles de nuevo. Y de vuelta a Madrid un día y medio y luego un tren a mi querido San Sebastián.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Words can't describe how excited I am. This is going to be the best Christmas present ever. Friends, cold, &lt;a href="http://younggunsuk.tumblr.com/"&gt;Young Guns&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://yellowcardrock.com/"&gt;Yellowcard&lt;/a&gt;, Spain.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;No hay palabras para describir lo ansiosa que estoy. Este va a ser el mejor regalo de Navidad que he tenido. Amigos, frío, &lt;a href="http://younggunsuk.tumblr.com/"&gt;Young Guns,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://yellowcardrock.com/"&gt;Yellowcard&lt;/a&gt;, España.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;H&amp;amp;M tshirt and hat, my mum's old cut-off shorts, Zara knit cardigan, INK leather jacket, Primark socks, Topshop bag and old scarf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Camiseta y gorro de H&amp;amp;M, shorts viejos de mi madre, chaqueta de punto de Zara, cazadora de cuero INK, calcetines de Primark, bolso de Topshop y bufanda vieja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I hope you have a nice weekend and if you're in London, enjoy the snow. Thank God it's not gonna get me stuck in here.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Espero que paséis un buen fin de semana y, si estáis en Londres, que disfrutéis de la nieve. Gracias a Dios no me va a dejar atrapada aquí.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-2588327669151617409?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/2588327669151617409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=2588327669151617409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/2588327669151617409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/2588327669151617409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/12/bye-london.html' title='Bye London'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onetxt-9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-5529117096774944078</id><published>2011-12-15T21:50:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-12-15T22:00:27.408Z</updated><title type='text'>My greek friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/helen1txt.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Went to Brick Lane and Spitafields Market today with crazy Helen. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoy he ido a Brick Lane y a Spitafields con la loca de Helen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-5529117096774944078?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/5529117096774944078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=5529117096774944078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/5529117096774944078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/5529117096774944078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-greek-friend.html' title='My greek friend'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_helen1txt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-8015083904317618947</id><published>2011-12-15T00:10:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-12-15T01:27:40.825Z</updated><title type='text'>I Want</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;There are lots of things I don't like about &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://celebrityodor.com/galleries/2009/12/taylor_momsen_wears_garters/taylor_momsen_wears_garters_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taylor Momsen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; (her outfits, her hair, her make up). But there are many things I love about her (her music, her style, her voice). Inspired by her (and by &lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2205/2140313373_f103c06007.jpg"&gt;Pipi Longstocking&lt;/a&gt;), I've developed this new obsession with &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oaknyc.com/wolford-womens-black-satin-stocking-garter-belt.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;garter belts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; and I decided I want one.  We've all seen the &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.asos.com/inv/x/11/250/965459/black/image1xl.jpg"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henry Holland&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; version but that's too boring for my taste.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hay muchas cosas que no me gustan de &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://celebrityodor.com/galleries/2009/12/taylor_momsen_wears_garters/taylor_momsen_wears_garters_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Taylor Momsen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; (sus modelitos, su pelo, su maquillaje). Pero hay otras tantas que me encantan (su música, su estilo, su voz). Inspirada en ella (y en &lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2205/2140313373_f103c06007.jpg"&gt;Pipi Langstrumpf&lt;/a&gt;), he desarrollado una nueva obsesión con &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oaknyc.com/wolford-womens-black-satin-stocking-garter-belt.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ligueros&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; y he decidido que quiero uno. Todos hemos visto la versión de &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.asos.com/inv/x/11/250/965459/black/image1xl.jpg"&gt;Henry Holland&lt;/a&gt; pero es d&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;emasiado aburrido para mi gusto.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/oyshocollage.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I accidentally ended up checking out &lt;a href="http://www.oysho.com/"&gt;Oysho&lt;/a&gt;'s website and surprise! they have garter belts! Plus some great things I wish I could ask for Christmas. But since my Christmas present is going to happen this weekend, I'm gonna have to stare at this collage until next year. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Accidentalmente he terminado mirando la web de &lt;a href="http://www.oysho.com/"&gt;Oysho&lt;/a&gt; y ¡sorpresa! tienen ligueros! Además de muchas más cosas que me gustaría poder pedir por Navidad. Pero ya que mi regalo de Navidad va a suceder este fin de semana, voy a tener que conformarme con mirar el collage hasta el año que viene.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-8015083904317618947?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/8015083904317618947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=8015083904317618947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/8015083904317618947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/8015083904317618947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/12/there-are-lots-of-things-i-dont-like.html' title='I Want'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_oyshocollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-5916168757008937366</id><published>2011-12-09T23:14:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-10T00:01:54.065Z</updated><title type='text'>Superfreak</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Long hiatus, I know. Post-summer depression, university disappointment and general exhaustion. Boring, uninteresting life and lack of self confidence. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lo sé, la pausa ha sido larga. Depresión post-veraniega, decepción universitaria y agotamiento general. Vida aburrida y poco interesante y falta de seguridad.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thankfully a bit of bleach, some pink hair dye, a couple of concert tickets and some family plans for Christmas got me together again and I'm kind of excited to go back to writing banal facts about my life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gracias a Dios, un poco de decolorante, un tinte rosa, un par de entradas para conciertos y planes navideños con la familia me animaron y estoy algo ansiosa por volver a escribir hechos banales sobre mi vida.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meanwhile, here's my new hair.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mientras tanto, aquí está mi nuevo pelo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twotxt-9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&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;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Title song: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QYHxGBH6o4M"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Superfreak by Rick James&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-5916168757008937366?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/5916168757008937366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=5916168757008937366&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/5916168757008937366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/5916168757008937366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/12/superfreak.html' title='Superfreak'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_twotxt-9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-7391382241780459820</id><published>2011-10-29T12:21:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T17:33:13.385+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mosmos</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I've decided to come back from my break to wish my brother a Happy Birthday! After all he's the one who encouraged me to start the blog, to continue writing when I wasn't confident with it and the one who corrects my mistakes. So... Happy Birthday Mosmos!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He decidido volver del descanso del blog para desearle a mi hermano un feliz cumpleaños! Después de todo él es el que me animó a empezar el blog, a seguir escribiéndolo cuando no estaba segura y el que me corrige los errores. Así que... Felicidades Mosmos!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twot-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some of you might know him from The Brother Chronicles (&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/03/visiting-oxford.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;part1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/03/brother-chronicles-part-ii-but-while.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;part2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/03/brother-chronicles-part-iii-art-thou.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;part3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/03/brother-chronicles-part-iv-what-dread.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;part4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/03/brother-chronicles-part-v-nought-may.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;part5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;) earlier this year, when he took over the blog while he visited me. Everyone will say that he's the kindest, most intelligent and hard working human being ever. And even though when we were kids we couldn't stand each other, one day we found out we have something in common: our sense of humor. A bit... weirder than normal. There's nothing we like more than making stupid videos about me attempting to talk in German, me singing a song about a zit, me being chased by a zombie, me being killed by a zombie, me being scared by a ghost in my house, me unblocking a toilet, me in a Shutter Island kind of day or me playing with my dog. Years ago he even cut his hair like Nick Carter when I asked him to. Who else does that for her sister? My brother does.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Algunos le conoceréis por The Brother Chronicles (&lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/03/visiting-oxford.html"&gt;parte1&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/03/brother-chronicles-part-ii-but-while.html"&gt;parte2&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/03/brother-chronicles-part-iii-art-thou.html"&gt;parte3&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/03/brother-chronicles-part-iv-what-dread.html"&gt;parte4&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/03/brother-chronicles-part-v-nought-may.html"&gt;parte5&lt;/a&gt;) a principio de año, cuando se hizo con el control del blog durante su visita. Todo el mundo dirá que es el ser humano más bueno, inteligente y trabajador que hay. Y aunque cuando éramos pequeños no nos soportábamos el uno al otro, un día nos dimos cuenta de que teníamos una cosa en común: el sentido del humor. Un poco... más raro de lo normal. No hay nada que nos guste más que hacer vídeos tontos, yo intentando hablar alemán, yo cantando una canción sobre un grano, yo siendo perseguida por un zombie, yo siendo asesinada por un zombie, yo siendo asustada por un fantasma en mi casa, yo desatascando un wáter, yo durante un día tipo Shutter Island o yo jugando con mi perro. Hace años incluso se cortó el pelo como Nick Carter cuando se lo pedí. Quién hace eso por una hermana? Mi hermano.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onet-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS. If anyone needs or knows someone that might need a private pilot, send me an email [carrottpardo@gmail.com], my brother is your man.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;PD. Si alguien necesita o conoce a alguien que necesite un piloto privado, mandadme un email [carrottpardo@gmail.com], mi hermano es vuestro hombre.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-7391382241780459820?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/7391382241780459820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=7391382241780459820&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7391382241780459820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7391382241780459820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/10/mosmos.html' title='Mosmos'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_twot-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-2643281294118058011</id><published>2011-10-18T15:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T15:49:01.508Z</updated><title type='text'>Power Of Making</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/29842222?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0" webkitallowfullscreen="" mozallowfullscreen="" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"For many people, making is critical for survival. For other, it is a chosen vocation: a way of thinking, inventing and innovating. And for some it is simply a delight to be able to shape materials and say 'I made that'. The power of making is that it fulfills each of these human needs and desires." Daniel Charny, guest curator.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Para mucha gente, hacer es crítico para sobrevivir. Para otros, es una vocación elegida: una manera de pensar, inventar e innovar. Y para otros es simplemente un placer poder dar forma a materiales y decir 'yo hice eso'. El poder de hacer es que satisface todas estas necesidades y deseos humanos." Daniel Charny, conservardor.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.vam.ac.uk/content/articles/p/powerofmaking/"&gt;Power of Making&lt;/a&gt; will be on the &lt;a href="http://www.vam.ac.uk/"&gt;V&amp;amp;A&lt;/a&gt; until 2nd January 2012. Don't miss it!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.vam.ac.uk/content/articles/p/powerofmaking/"&gt;Power of Making&lt;/a&gt; estará en el &lt;a href="http://www.vam.ac.uk/"&gt;V&amp;amp;A&lt;/a&gt; hasta el 2 de Enero de 2012. No os la perdáis!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7502353144128383383-2643281294118058011?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/2643281294118058011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=2643281294118058011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/2643281294118058011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/2643281294118058011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/10/power-of-making.html' title='Power Of Making'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-6875818928040200858</id><published>2011-10-10T12:33:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T12:54:05.879Z</updated><title type='text'>Platform Princess x Rokit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/Rokit4-slogans.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A while ago I got the chance to work with Jackie from &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.platformprincess.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Platform Princess&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; in a photoshoot for &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rokit.co.uk/?source=adword&amp;amp;st=rockit-vintage-clothing&amp;amp;gclid=CJihwqaJ160CFVGKfAodwwn8oA"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rokit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hace un tiempo tuve la oportunidad de trabajar con Jackie de &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.platformprincess.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Platform Princess&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; en una sesión de fotos para &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rokit.co.uk/?source=adword&amp;amp;st=rockit-vintage-clothing&amp;amp;gclid=CJihwqaJ160CFVGKfAodwwn8oA"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rokit&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/Rokit2-polkadots.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Model&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;: Agnieszka @ MaxModels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Styling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;: Jacqueline Anyanwu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Photography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;: Daniela Maiorano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Art Direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;: Jacqueline Anyanwu &amp;amp; Daniela Maiorano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Make up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;: Carlota Pardo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;: Tanja Nagy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.platformprincess.com/2011/10/platform-princess-x-rokit.html"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; is Jackie's post and &lt;a href="http://rokitvintage.blogspot.com/2011/10/platform-princess-x-rokit.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; the full feature.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.platformprincess.com/2011/10/platform-princess-x-rokit.html"&gt;Este&lt;/a&gt; es el post de Jackie y &lt;a href="http://rokitvintage.blogspot.com/2011/10/platform-princess-x-rokit.html"&gt;aquí&lt;/a&gt; la publicación.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-6875818928040200858?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/6875818928040200858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=6875818928040200858&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/6875818928040200858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/6875818928040200858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/10/platform-princess-x-rokit.html' title='Platform Princess x Rokit'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_Rokit4-slogans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-5854940382674666354</id><published>2011-10-03T22:40:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T23:00:49.902+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ring The Alarm</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I wish I wore more yellow. One of my favourite colours, but it's so hard to find a shade that suits my skin colour. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ojalá me vistiera más de amarillo. Es uno de mis colores preferidos pero es tan difícil encontrar un tono que quede bien con mi piel.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twot-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;First day of uni went well. Fire alarm went off, then it smelled like toast. And suddenly the firemen coming. It was interesting.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;El primer día de universidad ha ido bien. La alarma de incendio ha empezado a sonar. Luego olía a tostada. Y de repente que vienen los bomberos. Ha sido interesante.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onet-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Wearing Forever 21 skirt, top Tanja gave me, Zara shoes, Topshop bag, vintage sunglasses and bracelet and Kiko Milano nail varnish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Llevo falda de Forever 21, top que Tanja me dio, sandalias de Zara, bolso de Topshop, gafas y pulsera vintage y laca de uñas de Kiko Milano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eY_mrU8MPfI&amp;amp;ob=av2e"&gt;Ring The Alarm by Beyonce&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-5854940382674666354?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/5854940382674666354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=5854940382674666354&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/5854940382674666354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/5854940382674666354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/10/ring-alarm.html' title='Ring The Alarm'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_twot-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-3010113537530935766</id><published>2011-10-02T21:49:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T22:59:51.372+01:00</updated><title type='text'>This One's A Cheap Shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Just came back home from Battersea. I went to the car boot sale with Tanja to get rid of some of our stuff. Unfortunately, I still have some pieces with me so I hope next time I come home empty handed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Acabo de llegar a casa de Battersea. He estado en la car boot sale (el mercadillo) con Tanja intentando deshacernos de algunas cosas. Desafortunadamente, todavía tengo algunas cosas así que espero volver con las manos vacías la próxima vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onet-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;It all went great, we got in fast despite having numer 32 and before we even opened our suitcases we were surrounded by people wanting to see what we had. The first 15 minutes were madness, then it was okay. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;I was very happy to finally meet Jazmine from &lt;a href="http://jazzabellesdiary.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jazzabelle's Diary&lt;/a&gt;, just as lovely as I thought she would be. Then &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tanja made me wear her sequin shirt to let people see that it looked better than expected. Sign included.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Todo ha ido genial, entramos rápido a pesar de ser el número 32 y antes incluso de que abriéramos las maletas ya estábamos rodeadas de gente esperando a ver qué teníamos. Los primeros 15 minutos han sido una locura, pero luego todo bien. Estaba muy contenta de haber conocido por fin a Jazmine de &lt;a href="http://jazzabellesdiary.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jazzabelle´s Diary&lt;/a&gt;, tan encantadora como pensaba que sería. Luego Tanja me ha hecho llevar su camisa de lentejuelas para que la gente viera que quedaba mejor de lo que parecía. Cartel incluido.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twot-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;She also made me buy a beautiful jacket from Mango, never used, price tag included to a very nice group of friends selling stuff in front of us. Thank you all for the lovely gifts!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Después me ha hecho comprar una chaqueta preciosa de Mango, sin usar, etiqueta puesta, a un grupo de amigos muy simpático  que estaba vendiendo enfrente nuestro. Muchas gracias por los regalitos!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/threet.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now I'm gonna get my things ready for tomorrow: induction. Finally starting university. First day of the rest of my life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ahora me voy a preparar las cosas para mañana: presentación. Por fin empiezo la universidad. El primer día del resto de mi vida.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanks Tanja for the pics!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gracias Tanja por las fotos!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/fourt.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wearing H&amp;amp;M top, Zara trousers, Stradivarius shoes and shades, San Francisco street market earrings and car boot sale (orange) and gifted bracelets.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Llevo top de H&amp;amp;M, pantalones de Zara, sandalias y gafas de Stradivarius, pendientes de un mercadillo de San Francisco y pulseras de la car boot sale (la naranja) y regalada.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Song: This One's A Cheap Shot by Every Avenue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-3010113537530935766?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/3010113537530935766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=3010113537530935766&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/3010113537530935766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/3010113537530935766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-ones-cheap-shot.html' title='This One&apos;s A Cheap Shot'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onet-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-4838487869182403384</id><published>2011-09-29T18:18:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T21:56:56.671+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Yaya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NMwLt-HlI0E?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A couple of days ago &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/09/in-memoriam.html"&gt;my grandma passed away&lt;/a&gt;. I couldn’t attend the funeral but my mum told me that some of my relatives made speeches and I thought I would’ve loved to say something then.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hace un par de días &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/09/in-memoriam.html"&gt;falleció mi abuela&lt;/a&gt;. No pude ir al funeral pero mi madre me dijo que algunos familiares hicieron discursos y pensé que me hubiera gustado haber dicho algo también.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don’t have an exact first memory of my grandma but I remember that when my parents left for the weekends my brother and I some times stayed with her and she would always try and help me get ready. By then I was around 4 and she tried really hard to make my ponytail, but she wasn’t good at it. “I have 4 boys, I’ve never done this,” she would say. “You’re very good at it, you don’t need my help”.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;No tengo un primer recuerdo concreto de mi abuela pero me acuerdo que cuando mis padres se iban algún fin de semana mi hermano y yo nos quedábamos con ella y siempre me ayudaba a vestirme. Por entonces yo tendría unos 4 años y ella ponía mucho empeño en ayudarme a hacerme la coleta, pero no se le daba bien. “Tengo 4 chicos, nunca he tenido que hacer esto”, decía. “A ti se te da muy bien, no necesitas mi ayuda”.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve always seen my grandma as a strong, confident woman. She loved her family and she never let anyone put us down. She was proud of who she was. “Qué minchen a les altres cases?” [What do other households eat?] or “Nualtres som molt fins y molt blancs” [We are very delicate and pale] are some of her most famous quotes. My dad always tells the story of how my grandma chose my grandpa. “Lo forasté pa’ mi” [The foreigner is for me] she told her friends. She was tough and dignified. Something I’ve inherited from her and that some people mistake with being arrogant and rude.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Siempre he visto a mi abuela como una mujer fuerte y segura de sí misma. Quería a su familia y nunca dejaba que nadie pasase por encima de nosotros. Estaba orgullosa de quien era. “Qué minchen a les altres cases?” [Qué comen en otras casas?] o “Nualtres som molt fins y molt blancs” [Nosotros somos muy finos y muy blancos] son algunas de sus citas más famosas. Mi padre siempre cuenta la historia de cómo mi abuela eligió a mi abuelo. “Lo foraste pa'mi” [El forastero para mí] les dijo a sus amigas. Era fuerte y digna. Algo que he heredado de ella y que algunas personas confunden con ser arrogante y borde.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Another memory I have of her was when I was having breakfast on summer mornings and she was singing at the top of her voice typical jotas from Aragón while she was making our beds. That’s another thing I inherited: her artistic side.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Otro recuerdo que tengo suyo era cuando en verano estaba desayunando y ella cantaba a grito pelado típicas jotas de Aragón mientras hacía las camas. Esa es una cosa más que he heredado: su lado artístico.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;She was funny like no one else. At gatherings she made jokes without even realizing it. She was a natural comedian. And she always told me that I was born to be one aswell, though I’m not half as funny as she is. On summer nights my grandma would go outdoors to chat with her neighbours, all of them sitting in the street. Every single night I went there and danced for them. I had a few hits, amongst them my grandma´s favourite: “El chichimoi”. A silly song about rhymes with A E I O U. I’ve forgotten the lyrics of the song.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Era divertida como nadie. En reuniones familiares contaba chistes sin darse cuenta. Era una humorista nata. Y siempre me decía que yo había nacido para ser “comedianta”, aunque yo no soy ni la mitad de graciosa que ella. Las noches de verano mi abuela solía sentarse en la calle a tomar la fresca con los vecinos. Todas las noches yo iba allí y bailaba para ellos. Tenía unos cuantos hits, entre ellos su preferido: “El chichimoi”. Una canción tonta sobre rimas con A E I O U. Ya se me ha olvidado la letra.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now every time I do something silly my other grandma says “Oh, you remind me so much of your grandma Martina. Like that time when we were getting ready to go to the pool and she came to the living room with your mother’s swimsuit and a wicker hat and started singing”.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ahora cada vez que hago alguna tontería mi otra abuela me dice “Oh, me recuerdas tanto a tu abuela Martina. Como aquella vez cuando estábamos preparándonos para ir a la piscina y ella apareció en el salón con un bañador de tu madre y un sombrero de paja y empezó a cantar”.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And that’s another thing that I will carry with me: how much I look like her. All my life I’ve been hearing from her “You look like me when I was young”. She always said that but we never saw any resemblance until around last year, looking at photographs and videos from when I was a baby sometimes they reminded us of her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Y esa es otra cosa que siempre llevaré conmigo: lo que me parezco a ella. Toda mi vida la he escuchado decir “Te pareces a mí cuando era joven”. Siempre lo ha dicho pero nunca hemos visto ningún parecido hasta hace más o menos un año, viendo fotos y videos de cuando yo era pequeña a veces nos recordaban a ella.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Even when she didn’t recognize me any more, I would ask her “Yaya, who do I look like?” and she would point at her chest very proud and say “Like me”.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Incluso cuando ya no me reconocía yo le preguntaba “Yaya, a quién me parezco?” y ella se llevaba la mano al pecho muy orgullosa y decía “A mí.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last time I saw her she didn’t speak, but I asked her one last time “Yaya, who do I look like?” She didn’t answer but she looked at me really concentrated. “Do I look like you?” And she simply said “Yes.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;La última vez que le vi ya no hablaba, pero le pregunté una vez más “¿Yaya, a quién me parezco?” No contestó pero me miraba muy concentrada. “¿Me parezco a ti?” Y ella simplemente contestó “Sí.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-4838487869182403384?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/4838487869182403384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=4838487869182403384&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/4838487869182403384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/4838487869182403384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/09/yaya.html' title='Yaya'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/NMwLt-HlI0E/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-8411096396845167876</id><published>2011-09-27T20:59:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T21:19:04.544+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Madrid Fashion Week: Agatha Ruiz de la Prada SS '12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/AGATHARUIZDELAPRADA.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don't know what's gotten into me but these days I'm loving colourful things so much. Thanks &lt;a href="http://www.agatharuizdelaprada.com/"&gt;Agatha&lt;/a&gt; for never letting me down.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No sé qué me ha pasado pero estos días me están encantando las cosas con color. Gracias &lt;a href="http://www.agatharuizdelaprada.com/"&gt;Agatha&lt;/a&gt; por no defraudarme.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/my3dQjkSraU?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pictures from &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vogue.es/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vogue.es&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fotos de &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vogue.es/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vogue.es&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-8411096396845167876?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/8411096396845167876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=8411096396845167876&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/8411096396845167876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/8411096396845167876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/09/madrid-fashion-week-agatha-ruiz-de-la.html' title='Madrid Fashion Week: Agatha Ruiz de la Prada SS &apos;12'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_AGATHARUIZDELAPRADA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-4110934987041200271</id><published>2011-09-27T20:08:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T22:07:11.486+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Madrid Fashion Week: David Delfín SS '12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/DAVIDDELFIN.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perfection made in Spain.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Perfección made in Spain.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1SkIVQ4CUOQ?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;All pictures from &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.davidelfin.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Davidelfín.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fotos de &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.davidelfin.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Davidelfín.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-4110934987041200271?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/4110934987041200271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=4110934987041200271&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/4110934987041200271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/4110934987041200271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/09/david-delfin-ss-12.html' title='Madrid Fashion Week: David Delfín SS &apos;12'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_DAVIDDELFIN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-7108768962758753392</id><published>2011-09-26T09:35:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T10:40:09.731+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memoriam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;To my grandma.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;A mi abuela.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/tres.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die" Thomas Campbell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Vivir en los corazones que dejamos tras nosotros no es morir" Thomas Campbell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/uno.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AbueNVkj-r0?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pictures taken by my brother Oscar in Maella, Zaragoza, Spain.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fotos sacadas por mi hermano Oscar en Maella, Zaragoza.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-7108768962758753392?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/7108768962758753392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=7108768962758753392&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7108768962758753392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7108768962758753392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/09/in-memoriam.html' title='In Memoriam'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_tres.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-3212174743692403168</id><published>2011-09-25T20:52:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T21:21:33.053+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Finders Keepers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onet-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some quick pictures Tanja took yesterday while we waited for the bus. We had been in Hackney where I finally bought a second hand guitar, I've been wanting one for months. &lt;a href="http://lockerz.com/s/141575311"&gt;I've named her Lola&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fotos rápidas que Tanja me sacó ayer mientras esperábamos al bus. Habíamos estado en Hackney donde por fin me compré una guitarra de segunda mano, llevo meses queriendo una. &lt;a href="http://lockerz.com/s/141575311"&gt;La he llamado Lola&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twot.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm wearing Zara dress and cardigan, Office Leopard printed Converse All Star, street market earrings and Saint Germain lipstick by MAC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Llevo vestido y chaqueta de Zara, Converse All Star con estampado de leopardo de Office, pendientes de mercadillo y barra de labios Saint Germain de&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; MAC.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Song: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iGSeHE6UgNg&amp;amp;ob=av2n"&gt;Finders Keepers by You Me At Six&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-3212174743692403168?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/3212174743692403168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=3212174743692403168&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/3212174743692403168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/3212174743692403168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/09/finders-keepers.html' title='Finders Keepers'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onet-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-6722070655863637838</id><published>2011-09-23T23:11:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T23:53:03.918+01:00</updated><title type='text'>11:11 pm</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;So here is my last post about London Fashion Week. I have to be honest, I thought going to Somerset House was going to be different. It was a very intimidating atmosphere and I didn't feel very comfortable walking around.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bueno pues aquí está mi último post sobre la London Fashion Week. Tengo que ser sincera, pensaba que ir a Somerset House iba a ser diferente. Es una atmósfera muy intimidante y no me he sentido muy cómoda estando por allí.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have this theory that if you think that things are going to be very bad, in the end you'll have fun because they were better than you'd imagined. It's a shame I didn't put it into practice this time. Anyway, we'll see how next season goes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tengo la teoría de que si piensas que las cosas van a salir mal, al final te lo pasarás genial porque fue mejor de lo que pensabas. Es una pena que no lo puse en práctica esta vez. En fin, veremos cómo va la próxima temporada.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/03t-9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/05t-8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/04t-8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/02t-10.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/01t-12.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Song: 11:11 pm by The All-American Rejects&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/7502353144128383383-6722070655863637838?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/6722070655863637838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=6722070655863637838&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/6722070655863637838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/6722070655863637838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/09/1111-pm.html' title='11:11 pm'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_03t-9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-422823398885147451</id><published>2011-09-23T17:35:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T18:15:39.480+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I Bet You Just Can't Keep Up With These Fashionistas</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I promise I'm almost done with London Fashion Week. Here are some of the bloggers I spotted at Somerset House.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Prometo que ya casi acabo con la London Fashion Week. Aquí tenéis algunos de los bloggers que vi en Somerset House.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/06t-5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/05t-7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/02t-9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/01t-11.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/03t-8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;In order of appearance: Stella from &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://stellaswardrobe.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stella's Wardrobe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;, Roz from &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://clothescamerasandcoffee.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Clothes, Cameras and Coffee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;, Sarah from &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mochasoywhippy.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mocha-Soy-Whippy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;, Carrie from &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://wishwishwish.net/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WishWishWish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; and the one and only Scott Schuman aka &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesartorialist.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Sartorialist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;En orden de aparición: Stella de &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://stellaswardrobe.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stella's Wardrobe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;, Roz de &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://clothescamerasandcoffee.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Clothes, Cameras and Coffee&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;, Sarah de &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mochasoywhippy.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mocha-Soy-Whippy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;, Carrie de &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://wishwishwish.net/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;WishWishWish&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; y el mismísimo Scott Schuman también conocido como &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesartorialist.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Sartorialist&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o5aAIBQzGCo"&gt;There's a Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered Honey, You Just Haven't Thought Of It Yet by Panic At The Disco&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-422823398885147451?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/422823398885147451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=422823398885147451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/422823398885147451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/422823398885147451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-bet-you-just-cant-keep-up-with-these.html' title='I Bet You Just Can&apos;t Keep Up With These Fashionistas'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_06t-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-4376270916934356863</id><published>2011-09-23T16:16:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T17:31:08.558+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys Will Be Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;There are just a few things I like more than a stylish man. It doesn't matter if it's smart, casual or rock, nothing can't beat a guy that has his own personality.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hay solo unas pocas cosas que me gustan más que un hombre con estilo. No importa si es elegante, casual o rock, nada puede superar a un hombre con personalidad propia.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/04t-7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/05t-6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/04t-6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/02t-8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/01t-10.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/03t-7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you put "man" and "style" in the same sentence, "&lt;a href="http://matthewzorpas.tumblr.com/"&gt;Matthew Zorpas&lt;/a&gt;" is what comes to my mind. I didn't expect to see him at all. And I haven't seen someone that flawless in my life. He is beyond handsome, it's just something from another world. Maybe that's why Esquire Magazine named him 2nd Best Dressed Man in Britain. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Si pones "hombre" y "estilo" en la misma frase, "&lt;a href="http://matthewzorpas.tumblr.com/"&gt;Matthew Zorpas&lt;/a&gt;" es lo que viene a mi mente. No esperaba para nada verle. Y no he visto a nadie tan impecable en mi vida. Es mucho más que guapo, es algo de otro mundo. Tal vez por eso la revista Esquire le nombró el 2º Hombre Mejor Vestido de Gran Bretaña.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/06t-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Song: Time To Dance / Boys Will Be Boys by Panic At The Disco&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/7502353144128383383-4376270916934356863?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/4376270916934356863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=4376270916934356863&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/4376270916934356863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/4376270916934356863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/09/boys-will-be-boys.html' title='Boys Will Be Boys'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_04t-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-1715274636614338673</id><published>2011-09-23T15:21:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T15:35:40.879+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Club Foot</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;More pictures from London Fashion Week. This time feet, I mean, shoes. Black+Studs, my favourite combination.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Más fotos de la London Fashion Week. Esta vez pies, quiero decir, zapatos. Negro+Tachuelas, mi combinación preferida. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/04t-5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/03t-6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/06t-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/08t-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/05t-5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/07t-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/02t-7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/01t-9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Title Song: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lk5iMgG-WJI&amp;amp;ob=av2e"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Club Foot by Kasabian&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-1715274636614338673?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/1715274636614338673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=1715274636614338673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/1715274636614338673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/1715274636614338673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/09/club-foot.html' title='Club Foot'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_04t-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-9051150559615754533</id><published>2011-09-22T14:56:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T00:18:10.237+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Let The Flames Begin</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Another thing I noticed during my days at Somerset House: orange everywhere. I LIKE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Otra cosa en la que me fijé en los días que estuve en Somerset House: naranja por todas partes. ME GUSTA.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/06t-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/03t-5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/04t-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/01t-8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Different shades of orange in coats, shoes, jumpers, hats. Love that. My favourite? HAIR.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Distintos tonos de naranja en abrigos, zapatos, jerseys, sombreros. Me encanta. Mi favorito? PELO.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/02t-6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/05t-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&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;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Title Song: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0xCkyFFHcII"&gt;Let The Flames Begin by Paramore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/7502353144128383383-9051150559615754533?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/9051150559615754533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=9051150559615754533&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/9051150559615754533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/9051150559615754533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/09/let-flames-begins.html' title='Let The Flames Begin'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_06t-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-8434460759347826011</id><published>2011-09-21T21:16:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T21:32:04.915+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Off Your Colours</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Some of the street style shots Tanja and I took during London Fashion Week. Some of my favourite all-black ensembles.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Algunas de las fotos de street style que Tanja y yo sacamos en la London Fashion Week. Algunos de mis conjuntos negros preferidos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/03t-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/02t-5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/01t-7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/05t-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/04t-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title song: Take Off Your Colours by You Me At Six&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&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/7502353144128383383-8434460759347826011?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/8434460759347826011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=8434460759347826011&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/8434460759347826011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/8434460759347826011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/09/take-off-your-colours.html' title='Take Off Your Colours'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_03t-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-9141242716416350126</id><published>2011-09-19T21:25:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T21:33:00.158+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LFW S/S '12 #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Little to say today. I'm really tired and I'm gonna be in bed in a couple of minutes. Today I found Somerset House a bit more boring than yesterday, I didn't see many interesting people, but when I uploaded the pictures Tanja and I took I realised that we took loads of pictures of shoes, which you will see in an upcoming post, when I have some more time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Poco que decir hoy. Estoy muy cansada y en unos minutos estaré ya en la cama. Hoy he encontrado Somerset House un poco más aburrido que ayer, no he visto a mucha gente interesante pero cuando he descargado las fotos que Tanja y yo hemos sacado me he dado cuenta de que tenemos muchas capturas de zapatos, que veréis en un post próximamente, cuando tenga un poco más de tiempo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/01t-6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tanja looked stunning today. Wearing a beautiful bun and a 50's make up with a twist: the Saint Germain lipstick by Mac. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoy Tanja iba impresionante. Llevaba un precioso moño y un maquillaje años 50 con un toque diferente: la barra de labios Saint Germain de Mac.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/02t-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;As for my outfit, I tried the slicked down hair that I honestly don't think it works for me. But I was very excited to wear my new golden jeans I got from Pull&amp;amp;Bear at Fashion Night Out since I've been looking for some for &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/09/wishlist.html"&gt;a really long time&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;En cuanto a mi look, he intentado el pelo engominado que sinceramente no creo que funcione para mí. Pero estaba muy entusiasmada por llevar los pantalones dorados que me compré en Pull&amp;amp;Bear en la Fashion Night Out ya que llevo &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/09/wishlist.html"&gt;un montón de tiempo&lt;/a&gt; buscando unos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/03t-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wearing Pull&amp;amp;Bear golden jeans, H&amp;amp;M tshirt, Zara boots, belt and cardigan and bag borrowed from Tanja.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Llevo pantalones dorados de Pull&amp;amp;Bear, camiseta de H&amp;amp;M, botas, cinturón y chaqueta de Zara y bolso prestado por Tanja.&lt;/i&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/7502353144128383383-9141242716416350126?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/9141242716416350126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=9141242716416350126&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/9141242716416350126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/9141242716416350126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/09/lfw-ss-12-2.html' title='LFW S/S &apos;12 #2'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_01t-6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-8354655103506055409</id><published>2011-09-18T20:20:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T22:13:09.244+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LFW S/S '12 #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;First day at London Fashion Week has been about getting used to the atmosphere in general. My lovely friend Tanja came along and tough we started walking around a bit shy at first, we couldn't stop snapping stylish people so we ended up with loads of street style pictures that I'll post soon.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;El primer día en la London Fashion Week ha sido para acostumbrarnos a la atmósfera en general. Mi querida amiga Tanja ha venido conmigo y aunque empezamos un poco tímidas, no podíamos parar de fotografiar gente así que hemos terminado con un montón de fotos de street style que pronto publicaré.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/01t-5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Highlight of the day was spotting Scott Schuman aka &lt;a href="http://www.thesartorialist.com/"&gt;The Sartorialist&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;El momento del día ha sido ver a Scott Schuman, también conocido como &lt;a href="http://www.thesartorialist.com/"&gt;The Sartorialist&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/02t-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Wearing &lt;a href="http://younggunsuk.tumblr.com/"&gt;Young Guns&lt;/a&gt; (band) tshirt, Forever 21 skirt, my mum's old blazer, Topshop bag and Zara boots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Llevo camiseta de &lt;a href="http://younggunsuk.tumblr.com/"&gt;Young Guns&lt;/a&gt; (grupo), falda de Forever 21, americana de mi madre, bolso de Topshop y botas de Zara.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pictures by Tanja&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&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/7502353144128383383-8354655103506055409?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/8354655103506055409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=8354655103506055409&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/8354655103506055409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/8354655103506055409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/09/lfw-ss-12-1.html' title='LFW S/S &apos;12 #1'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_01t-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-4787708633511666391</id><published>2011-09-17T10:04:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T23:38:58.164+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sons Of Apathy</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I know I should be talking about my first ever experience attending London Fashion Week but since I went to Birmingham to see &lt;a href="http://younggunsuk.tumblr.com/"&gt;one of my favourite bands&lt;/a&gt; and then I saw them here in London aswell I missed Day 1.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sé que debería estar hablando sobre mi primera experiencia en la London Fashion Week pero como me fui a Birmingham a ver a &lt;a href="http://younggunsuk.tumblr.com/"&gt;uno de mis grupos preferidos&lt;/a&gt; y después los vi aquí en Londres me me perdí el Día 1.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Right now I'm knackered. My legs are stiff and my arms hurt from being 2 consecutive days in 1st row. People crowd surfing, pushing and being completely crazy. We got to see great bands playing, meet them, hug them, kiss them. I know post-concert depression is going to hit me soon.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ahora mismo estoy reventada. Tengo agujetas en las piernas y me duelen los brazos de estar 2 días seguidos en primera fila. Gente haciendo crowd-surf, empujando y actuando como auténticos locos. Pudimos ver grupos geniales, conocerles, abrazarles, besarles. Sé que la depresión post-concierto está en camino.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/Young-Guns-Tour-Poster-724x1024.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&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;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Title song: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XeoZgX-fuNs"&gt;Sons Of Apathy by Young Guns&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;But now it's time for fashion so I hope some morning coffee and a Red Bull at lunchtime will keep me strong to attend half of Day 2 at London Fashion Week. I can't wait to meet new people and be part of the atmosphere at Somerset House.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pero ahora es tiempo para moda así que espero que un café mañanero y un Red Bull a la hora de comer me den fuerzas para asistir a medio Día 2 de la London Fashion Week. Tengo muchas ganas de conocer gente y ser parte de la atmósfera en Somerset House.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Will I see you there?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Te veré allí?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/younggunstube"&gt;Young Guns Youtube channel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://younggunsuk.tumblr.com/"&gt;Young Guns Tumblr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/younggunsuk"&gt;Young Guns Twitter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-4787708633511666391?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/4787708633511666391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=4787708633511666391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/4787708633511666391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/4787708633511666391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/09/sons-of-apathy.html' title='Sons Of Apathy'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_Young-Guns-Tour-Poster-724x1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-829633403678807887</id><published>2011-09-07T08:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T00:14:39.195+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/oysho2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have to say that I'm not a fan of buying things online. I might be old fashioned but I can't help it. I need to touch and see what I'm buying. And try it on. One time I bought a dress online that looked beautiful and then when I got it it wasn't even close to what it looked like on the website. I had to return it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tengo que decir que no soy fan de comprar cosas online. Puede que sea anticuada pero no puedo evitarlo. Necesito tocar y ver lo que estoy comprando. Y probármelo. Una vez me compré un vestido online que era precioso y cuando lo recibí no se parecía ni un poco a lo que salía en la web. Lo tuve que devolver.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/oysho1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;So why am I so excited now that &lt;a href="http://www.oysho.com"&gt;Oysho&lt;/a&gt; has an online shop if I know I'm not going to buy anything? Maybe it's because it's one of my favourite stores? Probably. I just can't help to love it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Así que por qué estoy tan contenta ahora que &lt;a href="http://www.oysho.com"&gt;Oysho&lt;/a&gt; tiene una tienda online si sé que no voy a comprar nada? Tal vez porque es una de mis tiendas preferidas? Probablemente. Y es que no puedo evitar que me encante.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/OYSHO.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;And what about having Oysho and Adidas doing a &lt;a href="http://www.oysho.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/category/oyshogb/en/oysho/29526/Gym%2B"&gt;collection&lt;/a&gt; together? I might change my mind about buying online...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Y que Oysho y Adidas hagan una &lt;a href="http://www.oysho.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/category/oyshogb/en/oysho/29526/Gym%2B"&gt;colección&lt;/a&gt; juntos? A lo mejor vuelvo a pensarme lo de comprar online...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-829633403678807887?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/829633403678807887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=829633403678807887&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/829633403678807887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/829633403678807887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/09/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_oysho2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-7878987936868569060</id><published>2011-08-26T12:42:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T12:45:35.246+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Trade Mistakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;If you've read my previous post you will know that I'm in a lazy/bored mode and I don't feel like doing much. That also includes my make up. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Si has leído el post anterior sabrás que estoy en modo vago/aburrido y que no me apetece hacer mucho. Eso también incluye maquillarme.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've decided to make a post with my basic routine, what I do when I don't feel like spending much time getting ready. It can be useful for those who don't wear make up and don't like it but need some tips to wear something simple. Here are my basics:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;He decidido que podía hacer un post con mi rutina básica, lo que hago cuando no me apetece pasarme mucho tiempo arreglándome. Puede ser útil para aquellos que no lleven maquillaje y que no les guste llevarlo pero que necesiten algunos trucos para llevar algo simple. Aquí están mis básicos:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/01.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Concealer. Always, always, ALWAYS. Concealer is a must. If you're going to wear one thing, this has to be it. Choosing the right one will make a difference, but try to avoid the ones that are also illuminator because it might make your skin look grey. Apply also on the upper eyelid. The one I use is &lt;a href="http://www.maccosmetics.com/product/shaded/157/278/Select-Cover-Up/index.tmpl"&gt;Select Cover-up by Mac&lt;/a&gt;. If you want to use illuminator apply it on your cheekbone after the concealer.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. Corrector. Siempre, siempre, SIEMPRE. Corrector es obligatorio. Incluso si es lo único que vas a llevar. Elegir el adecuado será la diferencia, pero intenta evitar los que son también iluminador porque puede hacer que la piel sea gris. Aplicar también en el párpado superior. El que yo utilizo es &lt;a href="http://www.maccosmetics.com/product/shaded/157/278/Select-Cover-Up/index.tmpl"&gt;Select Cover-up de Mac&lt;/a&gt;. Si quieres usar iluminador, aplícatelo en los pómulos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Foundation. This is the mistake that most people make: wearing foundation but no concealer. It's the other way around. If you don't want to wear foundation because you have a beautiful skin, it's fine. Only concealer is enough. But you can wear a very light foundation or a moisturizer with a little bit of colour. Easy to apply, you don't need to work much on it. It doesn't cover imperfections, it just evens the colour on the face. I use &lt;a href="http://www.maccosmetics.com/product/shaded/158/393/Face-And-Body-Foundation/index.tmpl"&gt;Face and Body by Mac&lt;/a&gt; but I also recommend  &lt;a href="http://www.benefitcosmetics.com/product/view/you-rebel-lite"&gt;You Rebel by Benefit&lt;/a&gt;. I like to apply it with a wet sponge (&lt;a href="http://www.beautyblender.net/"&gt;Beauty Blender&lt;/a&gt; to be precise) but since they're usually very light you can also apply it with your fingers. I find the foundation too light to be applied with brush, but make up is not an exact science, so each person can do it the way they want.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. Base de maquillaje. Este es el error que mucha gente comete: llevar base pero no corrector. Es justo al revés. Si no quieres llevar base porque tienes la piel bonita, está bien. Sólo corrector es suficiente. Pero puedes llevar una base muy ligera o una crema hidratante con un poco de color. Fácil de aplicar, no necesitas trabajarlo mucho, pero no cubre imperfecciones, sólo iguala el color de la cara. Yo uso &lt;a href="http://www.maccosmetics.com/product/shaded/158/393/Face-And-Body-Foundation/index.tmpl"&gt;Face and Body de Mac&lt;/a&gt; pero también recomiendo &lt;a href="http://www.benefitcosmetics.com/product/view/you-rebel-lite"&gt;You Rebel de Benefit&lt;/a&gt;. Me gusta aplicarlo con una esponja húmeda (la &lt;a href="http://www.beautyblender.net/"&gt;Beauty Blender&lt;/a&gt; para ser exactos) pero como suelen ser muy ligeros también puedes aplicarlo con los dedos. Yo encuentro la base demasiado ligera para utilizar una brocha, pero el maquillaje no es una ciencia exacta, así que cada persona puede hacerlo como quiera.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Mattifier. I have oily skin on my forehead so this is also essential, but if you have dry skin you can skip this step. I use &lt;a href="http://www.thebodyshop.co.uk/_en/_gb/catalog/product.aspx?ParentCatCode=C_Makeup&amp;amp;CatCode=C_Makeup_Face&amp;amp;prdcode=67048m"&gt;one from The Body Shop&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;3. Matificante. Yo tengo la piel grasa en la frente así que esto es también esencial, pero si tu piel es seca puedes saltarte este paso. Yo uso &lt;a href="http://www.thebodyshop.co.uk/_en/_gb/catalog/product.aspx?ParentCatCode=C_Makeup&amp;amp;CatCode=C_Makeup_Face&amp;amp;prdcode=67048m"&gt;uno de The Body Shop&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Powder. Apply it wether you wear foundation or not. Just a little bit. The skin has to look natural. This is something that people forget. I use &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/Mineralize%20Skinfinish%20Natural%20Light%20Medium%20by%20Mac"&gt;Mineralize Skinfinish Natural Light Medium by Mac&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;4. Polvos. Aplícalos tanto si llevas base como si no. Sólo un poco. La piel tiene que parecer natural. Esto es algo que la gente olvida. Yo utilizo &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/Mineralize%20Skinfinish%20Natural%20Light%20Medium%20by%20Mac"&gt;Mineralize Skinfinish Natural Light Medium de Mac&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Blush. Again, always wear blush. You don't need to look like &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heidi,_Girl_of_the_Alps"&gt;Heidi&lt;/a&gt; so choose a natural shade, a light pink or peach colour and apply it on your cheekbones. Try to avoid brown shades. I use &lt;a href="http://www.maccosmetics.com/product/shaded/156/329/Powder-Blush/index.tmpl"&gt;Fleur Power by Mac&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;5. Colorete. De nuevo, siempre llevar colorete. No hace falta parecer &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heidi,_Girl_of_the_Alps"&gt;Heidi&lt;/a&gt; así que elige un tono natural, un rosa claro o melocotón y aplícalo en los pómulos. Intenta evitar los tonos marrones. El mío es &lt;a href="http://www.maccosmetics.com/product/shaded/156/329/Powder-Blush/index.tmpl"&gt;Fleur Power de Mac&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Vanilla pencil. This will make your eyes look brighter and bigger. Draw a line along the lower lash border and the inner corners of the eyes. You can also use white if you are very pale, but be careful because it might look too fake. I use &lt;a href="http://kryolan.com/en/index.php?cid=84&amp;amp;mnu=32&amp;amp;id=128&amp;amp;pageid=1"&gt;k 905 or k 970 from Kryolan&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;6. Lápiz vainilla. Esto hará que tus ojos parezcan más luminosos y grandes. Dibuja una raya a lo largo de la línea interior de las pestañas de abajo y el lagrimal. También puedes utilizar blanco si eres muy pálida, pero ten cuidad porque puede quedar falso. Yo utilizo &lt;a href="http://kryolan.com/en/index.php?cid=84&amp;amp;mnu=32&amp;amp;id=128&amp;amp;pageid=1"&gt;k 905 o k 970 de Kryolan&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Eye shadow. For a basic make up I recommend orang-y shades: Peach, copper, salmon. They suit every eye colour. But choose matte or slightly satin shadows, with no glitter. Remember this is an easy natural look. Browns and beiges also work, but orange will give a subtle light to you eyes. Apply a vanilla (never white) shadow on the inner corners of the eye, spread it along the lower lid and towards the temple. This has to be very subtle. I recommend Hot Coral nº81 by Sephora but I also use &lt;a href="http://www.maccosmetics.com/product/shaded/154/363/Eye-Shadow/index.tmpl"&gt;All That Glitters and Vanilla by Mac&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;7. Sombra. Para un maquillaje básico yo recomiendo tonos anaranjados: melocotón, cobre, salmón. Quedan bien con cualquier color de ojos. Pero elige sombras mate o ligeramente satinadas, sin purpurina. Recuerda que este es un look natura. Los marrones y beiges también funcionan, pero el naranja le dará una luz sutil a la mirada. Utiliza una sombra vainilla (nunca blanco) en el lagrimal, extiéndelo por el párpado inferior y hacia la sien. Esto tiene que ser muy sutil. Yo recomiendo Hot Coral nº81 de Sephora pero también utilizo &lt;a href="http://www.maccosmetics.com/product/shaded/154/363/Eye-Shadow/index.tmpl"&gt;All That Glitters y Vanilla de Mac&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Mascara. Concealer+Blush+Mascara are the key products. Before using it, remove some of the product from the brush until it's not excessive and apply it from the base of the eyelashes, then zig-zag to the top and repeat. Again, this has to look natural, with no blobs or very sticky thick eyelashes. To look even more natural apply it only on the upper lashes. My favourites are False Lash Effect by Max Factor and &lt;a href="http://www.maybelline.com/products/55/eyes/mascara/great-lash-washable-mascara/blackest-black/0?shadeId=290"&gt;Great Lash by Maybelline&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;8. Máscara. Corrector+Colorete+Máscara son los productos clave. Elimina un poco de producto del cepillo antes de utilizarlo hasta que no sea excesivo y aplícalo desde la base de las pestañas, mueve en zig-zag hasta la punta y repítelo. Una vez más, esto tiene que quedar natural, sin pegotes o pestañas gruesas y pegajosas. Para que sea todavía más natural aplícalo solo en las pestañas de arriba. Mis favoritos son False Lash Effect de Max Factor y &lt;a href="http://www.maybelline.com/products/55/eyes/mascara/great-lash-washable-mascara/blackest-black/0?shadeId=290"&gt;Great Lash de Maybelline&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Eyebrows. You can use a pencil or a shadow (I like shadows best) to outline your eyebrows. I think that it looks more natural if you choose something slightly lighter than your hair, otherwise it might look too strong. And never use black. Even if you have black hair. I have &lt;a href="http://www.makeupstore.se/gben/products/eyes/browcolor/tribrow"&gt;Tri Brow by Make Up Store&lt;/a&gt; (not pictured)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;9. Cejas. Puedes usar un lápiz o sombra (a mí me gustan más las sombras) para perfilar las cejas. Creo que queda más natural si eliges un color ligeramente más claro que tu pelo, sino puede ser demasiado fuerte. Y nunca utilizar negro aunque tengas el pelo negro. Yo tengo &lt;a href="http://www.makeupstore.se/gben/products/eyes/browcolor/tribrow"&gt;Tri Brow de Make Up Store&lt;/a&gt; (no sale en la foto)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Lips. If your lips are not defined you can use a natural lip liner. Choose one that matches your natural colour, which is usually more pink than brown. Brown shades can make you look older so it's better to buy one that's more of a pinkish colour. Apply it to the whole lip, not only to the outer line. I use &lt;a href="http://www.maccosmetics.com/product/shaded/167/340/Lip-Pencil/index.tmpl"&gt;Subculture or Whirl by Mac&lt;/a&gt; though my favourite at the moment is &lt;a href="http://kryolan.com/en/index.php?cid=84&amp;amp;mnu=32&amp;amp;id=128&amp;amp;pageid=1"&gt;k 125 by Kryolan&lt;/a&gt;. Use lipgloss or lipbalm if you don't feel like using lipliner.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;10. Labios. Si tus labios no están muy definidos puedes utilizar un perfilador de un color natural. Elige uno que vaya con tu color de labios, que suelen más rosa que marrón. Los tonos marrones pueden hacerte parecer mayor así que es mejor comprar uno que sea más rosado. Aplícalo en todo el labio, no sólo en la línea exterior. Yo utilizo &lt;a href="http://www.maccosmetics.com/product/shaded/167/340/Lip-Pencil/index.tmpl"&gt;Subculture o Whirl de Mac&lt;/a&gt; pero mi favorito en este momento es &lt;a href="http://kryolan.com/en/index.php?cid=84&amp;amp;mnu=32&amp;amp;id=128&amp;amp;pageid=1"&gt;k 125 de Kryolan&lt;/a&gt;. Utiliza brillo o un bálsamo labial si no te apetece utilizar perfilador.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;It doesn't seem so but this only takes 5 minutes. Okay, 10. But believe me, it's the quickest way to get a natural make up. Some days I add an eyeliner or red lips, but this is my basic routine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;No lo parece pero esto solo lleva 5 minutos. Bueno, 10. Pero creerme, es la manera más fácil de conseguir un maquillaje natural. Algunos días añado un eyeliner o labios rojos, pero la rutina básica es esta.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;What about you? What are your basic products?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Y tú? Cuáles son tus productos básicos?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Title song: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ymt2CDl5nDg"&gt;Trade Mistake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ymt2CDl5nDg"&gt;s&lt;/a&gt; by Panic At The Disco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-7878987936868569060?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/7878987936868569060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=7878987936868569060&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7878987936868569060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7878987936868569060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/08/trade-mistakes.html' title='Trade Mistakes'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-4722413243561076412</id><published>2011-08-23T21:28:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T20:19:34.134+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Deseos De Cosas Imposibles</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I really don't like this part of the year when I'm tired of having nothing to do and I'm bored of being bored. I'm having a flashback; last summer. And I still have a month and a half to start university. *Cries desolately*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;No me gusta nada esta parte del año en la que estoy cansada de no tener nada que hacer y aburrida de estar aburrida. Estoy teniendo un flashback; el verano pasado. Y todavía tengo un mes y medio para empezar la universidad. *Llora desconsoladamente*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;So, tired of being bored and bored of being tired I went to Primrose Hill for the first time the other day. And if you live outside London, don't let the bright colours and the clear skies fool you. It's not Summer over here. It can't be. Cloudy, grey, rainy, COLD. Summer is not officially over yet and I'm already missing it. The heat, the sun, the sweat. Anyone wants to buy me a ticket to San Sebastián?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Así que, cansada de estar aburrida y aburrida de estar cansada el otro día me fui a Primrose Hill por primera vez. Y si vives fuera de Londres no dejes que los colores vivos y los cielos despejados te engañen. Aquí no es verano. No puede serlo. Nublado, gris, lluvioso, FRÍO. El verano todavía no se ha terminado y ya lo echo de menos. El calor, el sol, el sudor. Alguien quiere comprarme un billete a San Sebastián?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onet.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Wearing: Mango dress, vintage sunglasses, Stradivarius bag &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Llevo: vestido de Mango, gafas vintage, bolso de Stradivarius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Title song: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_UnOBavQFYU"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Deseos De Cosas Imposibles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; by La Oreja de Van Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Oh! And the winner of my 100 carrottpoints (that unfortunately have no value, sorry) is my friend &lt;a href="http://www.marineroblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Borja&lt;/a&gt; who surprisingly guessed that &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-diary-5-quiz.html"&gt;the belt in my previous post&lt;/a&gt; was &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jam%C3%B3n"&gt;the rope from a jamón&lt;/a&gt;. I told you my mum kept everything!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Ah! Y el ganador de los 100 carrottpoints (que desafortunadamente no tienen valor, lo siento) es mi amigo &lt;a href="http://www.marineroblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Borja&lt;/a&gt; que sorprendentemente adivinó que &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-diary-5-quiz.html"&gt;el cinturón en el post anterior&lt;/a&gt; es &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jam%C3%B3n"&gt;la cuerda de un jamón&lt;/a&gt;. Ya os dije que mi madre lo guardaba&lt;/i&gt; todo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Picture by Tanja&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-4722413243561076412?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/4722413243561076412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=4722413243561076412&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/4722413243561076412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/4722413243561076412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/08/deseos-de-cosas-imposibles.html' title='Deseos De Cosas Imposibles'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-6979432708253445683</id><published>2011-08-09T23:16:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T23:38:59.574+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Diary #5: Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wore a very 50's outfit to meet my friend Teresa a couple of days before coming back to London. And I've decided I'm gonna give 100 carrottpoints to whoever guesses what my belt really is.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Llevé un atuendo muy 50's para quedar con mi amiga Teresa un par de días antes de venir a Londres. Y he decidido que voy a dar 100 carrottpuntos a quien acierte qué es en realidad mi cinturón.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/01t-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wearing: Zara top and old cut off shorts.&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;i&gt;Llevo: top de Zara y shorts viejos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Clue: It was my mum's idea when I was really young. She took it from a typical spanish thing. (My mum keeps EVERYTHING so be creative with your answers)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pista: Fue idea de mi madre cuando yo era muy pequeña. Lo cogió de una cosa muy española. (Mi madre lo guarda TODO así que sed creativos con vuestras respuestas)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-6979432708253445683?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/6979432708253445683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=6979432708253445683&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/6979432708253445683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/6979432708253445683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-diary-5-quiz.html' title='Summer Diary #5: Quiz'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_01t-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-7244319127921717938</id><published>2011-08-05T10:30:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T11:47:39.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Diary #4: Balenciaga Museum, outside</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/05t-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some pictures taken &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-diary-3-balenciaga-museum-inside.html"&gt;after my visit to the Balenciaga Museum&lt;/a&gt; wearing my &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-diary-2-diy.html"&gt;DIY key necklace&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Algunas fotos &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-diary-3-balenciaga-museum-inside.html"&gt;a la salida del Museo Balenciaga&lt;/a&gt; con mi &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-diary-2-diy.html"&gt;collar DIY de llaves&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/06t-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I didn't write it in the previous post but thank you to everyone that donated a key.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;No lo escribí en el post anterior pero muchas gracias a todo el que donó una llave.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/07t-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Wearing: Friday's project jumpsuit, Zara shoes, &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-diary-2-diy.html"&gt;DIY key necklace&lt;/a&gt;, Mango sunglasses and gifted bracelet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Llevo: Mono de Friday's Project, sandalias de Zara, &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-diary-2-diy.html"&gt;collar DIY de llaves&lt;/a&gt;, gafas de sol de Mango y pulsera regalada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-7244319127921717938?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/7244319127921717938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=7244319127921717938&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7244319127921717938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7244319127921717938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-diary-4-balenciaga-museum.html' title='Summer Diary #4: Balenciaga Museum, outside'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_05t-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-1764620398788524956</id><published>2011-08-04T10:25:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T10:25:01.198+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Diary #3: Balenciaga Museum, inside</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/04t-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm really sorry for the quality of the pictures, they were taken with a Blackberry and as you can appreciate, the light wasn't very good, but at least you can have an idea of what you see when you visit the &lt;a href="http://cristobalbalenciagamuseoa.com/"&gt;Balenciaga Museum&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Perdón por la calidad de las fotos, fueron sacadas con una Blackberry y como podéis apreciar, la luz no era muy buena, pero por lo menos os podéis hacer una idea de lo que se ve cuando visitas el &lt;a href="http://cristobalbalenciagamuseoa.com/"&gt;Museo Balenciaga&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/03t-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/02t-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last Sunday I went to Getaria, hometown of Cristobal Balenciaga, with my parents. I was &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/06/balenciaga.html"&gt;very excited&lt;/a&gt; to see the museum and I have to say that I wasn't disappointed when I left. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;El Domingo pasado fui a Getaria, ciudad de Cristóbal Balenciaga, con mis padres. Estaba &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/06/balenciaga.html"&gt;muy entusiasmada&lt;/a&gt; por ver el museo y tengo que decir que no me decepcionó cuando salí.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/01t-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The collection is divided in 6 rooms: early years, day, cocktail, evening, brides and essential Balenciaga. Every area starts with a video introducing each category. We used the audio-guide and it explained things very well, giving details of some garments and telling some key aspects of his work.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;La colección está dividida en 6 salas: inicios, día, cóctel, noche, novias y Balenciaga esencial. Cada área comienza con un video presentando cada categoría. Nosotros utilizamos el audio-guia y estaba muy bien explicado, dando detalles de algunas piezas y contando algunos aspectos clave de su trabajo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/06t.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I personally loved it, though my dad pointed out that the explanations weren't written in French, and being so close to France and Hubert de Givenchy being the president of the Balenciaga Foundation, it was a bit shameful. Also the light in some of the rooms was horrible&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;A mí, personalmente, me encantó, aunque mi padre señaló que las explicaciones no estaban escritas en francés, y estando tan cerca de Francia y Hubert de Givenchy siendo el presidente de la Fundación Balenciaga, era un poco vergonzoso. También la luz en algunas salas era horrible.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/07t-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;All in all, I loved it, and I can't wait to go back and have time to draw a little bit. I've promised myself I'm gonna visit the museum each time I go back to Spain. Too much Balenciaga is never enough. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;En general me encantó, y no puedo esperar a volver y tener tiempo de dibujar un poco. Me he prometido que visitaré el museo cada vez que vaya a España. Demasiado Balenciaga nunca es suficiente.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-1764620398788524956?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/1764620398788524956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=1764620398788524956&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/1764620398788524956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/1764620398788524956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-diary-3-balenciaga-museum-inside.html' title='Summer Diary #3: Balenciaga Museum, inside'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_04t-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-1893747669289276979</id><published>2011-08-03T13:35:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T14:08:33.994+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Diary #2: DIY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/02t-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I was going to post chronologically but I just can't wait to write about my very first DIY project. It all started a really long time ago watching Project Runway. For one challenge they had to create a garment using materials bought in a hardware store and they also had to create an accessory. &lt;a href="http://www.mayaluz.com/"&gt;Maya Luz&lt;/a&gt;, one of my favourite contestants (who eventually quit the competition), did a key necklace that stayed in my mind for a very long time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Iba a publicar los posts cronologicamente pero es que no puedo esperar a escribir sobre mi primer proyecto DIY (para los no angloparlantes: "Do It Yourself" o "házlo tú mismo"). Todo empezó hace muchísimo tiempo viendo Project Runway. Para un reto tenían que crear algo utilizando materiales comprados en una ferretería y también tenían que crear un accesorio. &lt;a href="http://www.mayaluz.com/"&gt;Maya Luz&lt;/a&gt;, una de mis concursantes preferidas (que terminó abandonando la competición), hizo un collar con llaves que se quedó en mi mente por mucho tiempo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/04t-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/03t-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;A few months ago I told my mum to ask people for keys they didn't use. And up until now I've been collecting them from friends and family. I bought some rings and a chain and I finally had my necklace. In the last minute I thought about some earrings that I ended up making, but I haven't photographed them just yet.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hace unos meses le dije a mi madre que pidiera a gente llaves que no utilizaran. Y hasta ahora he estado recolectándolas de familia y amigos. Compré algunas anillas y una cadena y por fin tuve mi collar. En el último momento pensé en unos pendientes que terminé haciendo, pero no los he fotografiado todavía.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/05t-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wore it last week when I visited the &lt;a href="http://cristobalbalenciagamuseoa.com/"&gt;Balenciaga Museum&lt;/a&gt; (post coming soon) and, maybe it's not okay for me to say it, all eyes were on my necklace. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lo llevé la semana pasada cuando visité el &lt;a href="http://cristobalbalenciagamuseoa.com/"&gt;Museo Balenciaga&lt;/a&gt; (post próximamente) y, a lo mejor no está bien que yo lo diga, acaparó todas las miradas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/01t-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm really proud of it. And it's very easy to make. What do you think? Would you wear it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Estoy muy orgullosa de él. Y es muy fácil de hacer. ¿Qué opináis? ¿Os lo pondríais?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-1893747669289276979?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/1893747669289276979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=1893747669289276979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/1893747669289276979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/1893747669289276979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-diary-2-diy.html' title='Summer Diary #2: DIY'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_02t-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-3821369954197797474</id><published>2011-08-02T09:27:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T21:23:26.764+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Diary #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/04t.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I arrived 18 days ago tired of a cloudy London to find the same weather here in San Sebastian. I had previously told my best friend that she should come to see me from Zaragoza so that we could spend the whole week lying on the beach, sunbathing and doing things outdoors. Well... none of that.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Llegué hace 18 días cansada de un Londres nublado para encontrar el mismo tiempo aquí en San Sebastián. Previamente le había dicho a mi mejor amiga que debía venir a verme desde Zaragoza para que pudiéramos pasar la semana entera tiradas en la playa, tomando el sol y haciendo cosas al aire libre. Bueno pues... nada de eso.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/10t.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/07t.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Her last day in San Sebastian was a beautiful Wednesday that we could've spent on the beach with a bikini. We didn't have it but we went to the beach either way. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Su último día en San Sebastián fue un precioso Miércoles que podíamos haber pasado en la playa con el bikini. No lo teníamos pero fuimos a la playa de todas formas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/11t.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/08t.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;We finished our day sitting on the grass in Miramar with an ice-cream and the amazing view of the La Concha Bay. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Terminamos nuestro día sentadas en la hierba en Miramar con un helado y la maravillosa vista de la Bahía de La Concha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/05t.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: Primark lace dress, H&amp;amp;M dress underneath, Zara belt, Stradivarius sunglasses, All Star Converse. / Carol: Zara top, belt and skirt, Reef flip flops.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yo: Vestido de encaje de Primark, vestido por debajo de H&amp;amp;M, cinturón de Zara, gafas de sol de Stradivarius, Converse All Star. / Carol: Top, cinturón y falda de Zara, chanclas de Reef.&lt;/i&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/7502353144128383383-3821369954197797474?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/3821369954197797474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=3821369954197797474&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/3821369954197797474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/3821369954197797474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-diary-1.html' title='Summer Diary #1'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_04t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-5906848000523490324</id><published>2011-07-31T22:28:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:38:43.204+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I think this break has been longer than I thought. I'm not gonna lie, I've been very lazy and I didn't feel like posting. But right now I have about 5 or 6 posts in mind and a lot to tell so maybe it's about time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Creo que este paréntesis ha sido más largo de lo que pensaba. No voy a mentir, he sido muy vaga y no me apetecía escribir. Pero ahora mismo tengo unos 5 o 6 posts en mente y mucho que contar así que tal vez vaya siendo hora.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;But I think I'm just gonna leave it there for now. A very successful first DIY project, an amazing trip to the Balenciaga Museum in Getaria, a family reunion, an isolated village somewhere in inner Spain and a failed tanning attempt. My Summer Diary coming soon to Carrottline.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pero creo que por ahora lo voy a dejar aquí. Un primer proyecto DIY muy exitoso, una fantástica visita al Museo Balenciaga en Getaria, una reunión familiar, un pueblo aislado en alguna parte del interior de España y un intento de bronceado fallido. Mi Diario de Verano, próximamente en Carrottline.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/09t-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Title song: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GGh6xxr7UJI&amp;amp;ob=av2n"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Summertime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; by My Chemical Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meanwhile, how is your summer going?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mientras tanto, cómo va vuestro verano?&lt;/i&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/7502353144128383383-5906848000523490324?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/5906848000523490324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=5906848000523490324&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/5906848000523490324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/5906848000523490324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/07/summertime.html' title='Summertime'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_09t-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-1436826688099881132</id><published>2011-06-19T17:38:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T17:59:50.533+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;For the past week I've been working for &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.mango.com"&gt;Mango&lt;/a&gt;, 8 hours a day, running around the store carrying tons of clothes and picking up hangers and things from the floor: yeah people, sales have started. It's been a crazy week. Getting used to work standing for 8 hours, sweating and running hasn't been easy for me. I haven't moved a muscle in a long time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Toda esta semana he estado trabajando en &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.mango.com"&gt;Mango&lt;/a&gt;, 8 horas diarias, corriendo por la tienda llevando kilos de ropa y recogiendo perchas y cosas del suelo: si, señores, las rebajas han empezado. Ha sido una locura de semana. Acostumbrarse a trabajar 8 horas de pie, sudando y corriendo no ha sido fácil para mi. No he movido un músculo en mucho tiempo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've made a little collage of my favourite pieces they have now in &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.mango.com"&gt;Mango&lt;/a&gt;, and hopefully I'll purchase some of them. All stuff is 50% off!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He hecho un pequeño collage de algunas de mis piezas favoritas que tienen ahora en &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.mango.com"&gt;Mango&lt;/a&gt; y, con algo de suerte, podré comprarme alguna. Todo está al 50%!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/MANGO.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Title Song: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vC587OXtsAY"&gt;Work by Jimmy Eat World&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wouldn't expect to see me around in a while. The following 2 weeks are gonna be about moving out, sorting out stuff from the new house and sleeping. Oh, yes. Sleeping.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yo no esperaría verme por aquí en un tiempo. Las próximas 2 semanas van a consistir en mudanza, poner en orden todo en la nueva casa y dormir. Oh, si. Dormir.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-1436826688099881132?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/1436826688099881132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=1436826688099881132&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/1436826688099881132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/1436826688099881132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/06/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_MANGO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-4514737252098267620</id><published>2011-06-07T20:15:00.017+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T10:07:15.828+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Balenciaga</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I fear you may feel like I'm boring you, hearing day after day about my hometown. But anyway, today it's not going to be about San Sebastián. About 25 kms west from San Sebastián you can find a village called Getaria where today the spanish Queen Doña Sofia inaugurated the &lt;a href="http://cristobalbalenciagamuseoa.com/Ingles.html"&gt;Balenciaga Museum&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Siento como que estoy empezando a aburrir hablando todo el día de mi cuidad. Pero bueno, hoy no va a ser sobre San Sebastián. A unos 25 km al oeste de San Sebastián se encuentra un pueblo llamado Getaria donde hoy la Reina Doña Sofía ha inaugurado el &lt;a href="http://cristobalbalenciagamuseoa.com/index.php?idioma=1"&gt;Museo Balenciaga&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;img alt="2011_06_07_lehen_museo_balenciaga_187" src="http://bideoak2.euskadi.net/2011/06/07/museo_balenciaga/n700/2011_06_07_lehen_museo_balenciaga_187.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Source / Fuente: &lt;a href="http://www.irekia.euskadi.net/es/news/6354-inaugurado-museo-cristo-bal-balenciaga"&gt;Irekia&lt;/a&gt; - Gobierno Vasco &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;After many years working on the project (and after some controversies) at last Getaria, hometown to one of the best designers in history, if not the best, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crist%C3%B3bal_Balenciaga"&gt;Cristóbal Balenciaga&lt;/a&gt;, has a place to honor their most famous son. (No offense, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Juan_Sebasti%C3%A1n_Elcano"&gt;Elcano&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Después de muchos años trabajando en el proyecto (y tras algunas irregularidades) por fin Getaria, ciudad natal de uno de los mejores diseñadores de la historia, por no decir el mejor, &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crist%C3%B3bal_Balenciaga"&gt;Cristóbal Balenciaga&lt;/a&gt;, tiene un lugar donde honrar a su más famoso hijo. (Sin ánimo de ofender, &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Juan_Sebasti%C3%A1n_Elcano"&gt;Elcano&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img alt="2011_06_07_lehen_museo_balenciaga_209" src="http://bideoak2.euskadi.net/2011/06/07/museo_balenciaga/n700/2011_06_07_lehen_museo_balenciaga_209.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Source / Fuente:&lt;a href="http://www.irekia.euskadi.net/es/news/6354-inaugurado-museo-cristo-bal-balenciaga"&gt; Irekia&lt;/a&gt; - Gobierno Vasco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;President of the Balenciaga Foundation, couturier &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hubert_de_Givenchy"&gt;Hubert de Givenchy&lt;/a&gt; attended the opening, along with a bunch of spanish designers like &lt;a href="http://www.juanjooliva.com/"&gt;Juanjo Oliva&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.amayaarzuaga.com/"&gt;Amaia Arzuaga&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.francismontesinos.com/"&gt;Francis Montesinos&lt;/a&gt;, some personalities from the spanish high society, politicians and people from other cultural fields like basque sculptor Eduardo Chillida's son Luis Chillida or International Herald Tribune's fashion editor Suzy Menkes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;El Presidente de la Fundación Balenciaga, el modisto Hubert de Givenchy ha atendido la inauguración, así como un grupo de diseñadores españoles como &lt;a href="http://www.juanjooliva.com/"&gt;Juanjo Oliva&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.amayaarzuaga.com/"&gt;Amaia Arzuaga&lt;/a&gt; o &lt;a href="http://www.francismontesinos.com/"&gt;Francis Montesinos&lt;/a&gt;, algunas personalidades de la alta sociedad española, políticos y personas de otras áreas de la cultura como el hijo del escultor Eduardo Chillida o la editora de moda del International Herald Tribune Suzy Menkes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="20110607_balenciaga_0001" src="http://bideoak2.euskadi.net/2011/06/07/museo_balenciaga/n700/20110607_balenciaga_0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Source / Fuente: &lt;a href="http://www.irekia.euskadi.net/es/news/6354-inaugurado-museo-cristo-bal-balenciaga"&gt;Irekia&lt;/a&gt; - Gobierno Vasco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The museum won't be open to the public until this Friday 10th June (but if you live in Getaria you'll have the opportunity to be the first to see the collection on the 9th). The Balenciaga Foundation has a collection of 1,200 pieces. There will be 90 on display (70 garments and 20 accessories more or less) and they will rotate each year. There will also be temporal exhibitions and they intend to start a training centre in the future.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;El museo no estará abierto al público hasta este Viernes 10 de Junio (aunque si vives en Getaria tendrás la oportunidad de ser el primero en visitar la colección el día 9). La Fundación Balenciaga tiene una colección de 1.200 piezas. Habrá 90 en exposición (70 trajes y 20 accesorios más o menos) e irán rotando cada año. También habrá exposiciones temporales y tienen la intención de abrir un centro de formación en el futuro.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="20110607_balenciaga_0022" src="http://bideoak2.euskadi.net/2011/06/07/museo_balenciaga/n700/20110607_balenciaga_0022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Source / Fuente: &lt;a href="http://www.irekia.euskadi.net/es/news/6354-inaugurado-museo-cristo-bal-balenciaga"&gt;Irekia&lt;/a&gt; - Gobierno Vasco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is yet another reason to go back home for a couple of days. I remember when last summer &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/08/countdown.html"&gt;I went to the Balenciaga exhibition&lt;/a&gt; held at Bilbao's Museo de Bellas Artes and I was &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-v-visit_15.html"&gt;so disappointed&lt;/a&gt; to see just a few dresses lost between galleries. Now I'll be able to really enjoy it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Esta es otra razón más para ir a casa unos días. Me acuerdo del verano pasado cuando &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/08/countdown.html"&gt;fui a la exposición de Balenciaga&lt;/a&gt; en el Museo de Bellas Artes de Bilbao y estaba &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-v-visit_15.html"&gt;tan decepcionada&lt;/a&gt; de ver solo unos pocos vestidos perdidos entre las salas. Ahora podré disfrutarlo de verdad.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img alt="2011_06_07_lehen_museo_balenciaga_005" src="http://bideoak2.euskadi.net/2011/06/07/museo_balenciaga/n700/2011_06_07_lehen_museo_balenciaga_005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Source / Fuente: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.irekia.euskadi.net/es/news/6354-inaugurado-museo-cristo-bal-balenciaga"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Irekia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; - Gobierno Vasco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;So, what do you think? Would you like to visit the Balenciaga Museum?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Qué opinas? Te gustaría visitar el Museo Balenciaga?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Other sources: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.diariovasco.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Diario Vasco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elmundo.es/"&gt;El Mundo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Otras fuentes: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.diariovasco.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Diario Vasco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elmundo.es/"&gt;El Mundo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YUWb8-iNcCA?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Check out the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/cbalenciagamuseoa"&gt;youtube channel&lt;/a&gt; for more videos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Echa un vistazo al &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/cbalenciagamuseoa"&gt;canal de youtube&lt;/a&gt; para más videos.&lt;/i&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/7502353144128383383-4514737252098267620?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/4514737252098267620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=4514737252098267620&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/4514737252098267620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/4514737252098267620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/06/balenciaga.html' title='Balenciaga'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/YUWb8-iNcCA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-7436789785047770498</id><published>2011-06-06T21:33:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T16:18:03.639+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rain In Spain Stays Mainly In The Plain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/five.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have to be honest, I didn't enjoy the &lt;a href="http://www.atasteofspain.co.uk/"&gt;A Taste Of Spain&lt;/a&gt; event as much as I could have. It seems like the weather-God decided it should rain so that the drummers could feel like home. That and the traffic got me mad, but then I arrived to Regents Street and I heard something that sounded like a &lt;i&gt;jota &lt;/i&gt;[traditional music] from the Aragón tent and I started enjoying myself. The atmosphere was great. But a little bit of sun would've made it perfect.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Siendo sincera, no disfruté el evento de &lt;a href="http://www.atasteofspain.co.uk/"&gt;A Taste Of Spain&lt;/a&gt; tanto como podría haber hecho. Parece ser que el Dios del tiempo decidió que tenía que llover para que los tamborreros se sintieran como en casa. Eso y el tráfico me enfadaron, pero entonces llegamos a Regents Street y escuché algo que sonaba a jota en el puesto de Aragón y empecé a pasármelo bien. La atmósfera era genial. Pero un poquito de sol hubiera hecho que fuera perfecto.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/four-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;In the hour I spent there, I got to see the World Cup and the Eurocup, we attempted to get some chocolate and churros but the queue was too long. That means we didn't queue either to get gazpacho, paella or gildas (pictured below).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;En la hora que estuve allí, pude ver la Copa del Mundo y la Eurocopa, teníamos intención de tomar un chocolate con churros pero la cola era demasiado larga. Eso significa que tampoco hicimos cola para el gazpacho, la paella o las gildas (en la foto).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/two-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;But then I saw that beautiful white and blue flag. The drummers marched and played a few songs, I danced, clapped and played my imaginary drum and it was lovely to see that people were enjoying it.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pero entonces vi esa preciosa bandera blanca y azul. Los tamborreros marcharon y tocaron algunas canciones, yo bailé, aplaudí y toqué mi tambor imaginario y fue precioso ver que la gente lo estaba disfrutando.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Do you know which part of Spain are they from?" an old lady asked me. I unconsciously put my hand on my chest and answered "They're from San Sebastian, my city!". "Oh, yes, I know where that is, I've been there!". &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Sabes de qué parte de España son?" me preguntó una mujer. Inconscientemente me puse la mano en el pecho y contesté "Son de San Sebastián, mi ciudad!" "Ah, sí, ya sé dónde es, yo he estado allí!".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/three-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I also got to talk to one of the drummers and it felt great to hear that accent again. "She sounded like Arguiñano, right?" my friend Irene (who is from Madrid) said. [Arguiñano is a very famous cook from Zarautz, near San Sebastián]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;También hablé con una de las tamborreras y fue genial volver a escuchar ese acento. "Hablaba como Arguiñano, verdad?" dijo mi amiga Irene (que es de Madrid). &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The only thing that upset me was that I didn't get to listen to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qaMtXkZVkFo"&gt;the March&lt;/a&gt;. We left very early, when it started pouring down because we were freezing. With no umbrella and no jacket the only clever thing to do was go home.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;La única cosa que me desilusionó fue que no llegué a escuchar &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qaMtXkZVkFo"&gt;la Marcha&lt;/a&gt;. Nos fuimos pronto, cuando empezó a diluviar porque estábamos congeladas. Sin paraguas y chaqueta lo más inteligente que hacer era irse a casa.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/one-6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wearing: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.episode.eu/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Episode&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; vintage leggings, H&amp;amp;M top and Zara sandals. Irene is wearing Zara shorts and Vans Sneakers.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Llevo: leggings vintage de &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.episode.eu/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Episode&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;, top de H&amp;amp;M y sandalias de Zara. Irene lleva shorts de Zara y zapatillas Vans.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Did you attend A Taste Of Spain? How was your experience?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fuiste a A Taste Of Spain? Cómo fue tu experiencia?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-7436789785047770498?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/7436789785047770498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=7436789785047770498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7436789785047770498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7436789785047770498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-have-to-be-honest-i-didnt-enjoy-a.html' title='The Rain In Spain Stays Mainly In The Plain'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_five.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-8983908978075926589</id><published>2011-06-03T22:20:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T02:15:56.757+01:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long, Farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Lately I've been obsessed with nude and black. And cropped tops. Now that I think about it, my grandma had some curtains that were very similar... Hmmmmm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Últimamente estoy obsesionada con los colores nude y negro. Y tops cortos. Ahora que lo pienso, mi abuela tenía unas cortinas muy parecidas... Hmmmmm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-46.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Wearing: Primark top and skirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Llevo: top y falda de Primark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Title Song: So Long, Farewell by The Sound Of Music cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-8983908978075926589?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/8983908978075926589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=8983908978075926589&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/8983908978075926589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/8983908978075926589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-long-farewell.html' title='So Long, Farewell'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onetxt-46.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-8531705035437228749</id><published>2011-06-02T22:11:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T10:08:10.109+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Taste Of Spain</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;If you are in London this weekend you can't miss the A Taste Of Spain event on Sunday 5th June from 12 noon to 7 pm.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Si estás en Londres este fin de semana no puedes perderte el evento A Taste Of Spain el Domingo 5 de Junio entre las 12 del mediodía y las 7 de la tarde.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Regents Street will be traffic free so that you can enjoy some of the best spanish traditions. There will be different areas where you will experience each region's most popular things: go to Valencia's tent to try a real paella, have some Jamón de Teruel in Aragón's space, take a look around Navarra's medieval food market or try some typical chocolate and churros.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Regents Street estará cortada al tráfico para que puedas disfrutar de algunas de las mejores tradiciones españolas. Habrá diferentes áreas donde podrás experimentar las cosas más populares de cada región: ve a la zona de Valencia para probar una paella de verdad, come un poco de Jamón de Teruel en el espacio de Aragón, echa un vistazo al mercado de comida medieval de Navarra o prueba el típico chocolate con churros.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/Taste-os-Spain-2011.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The one where you'll most likely find me is the Basque Country tent. Nearly 70 drummers from my hometown San Sebastián will play &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qaMtXkZVkFo"&gt;our March&lt;/a&gt; and I will be singing my heart out since I couldn't be there last January. (I hope someone can provide me with a drum though). They'll also give 3.000 &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gilda_(pincho)"&gt;gildas&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.wearestandard.net/"&gt;We Are Standard&lt;/a&gt; are going to play. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;En el que seguramente me encontrarás será el puesto del País Vasco. Cerca de 70 tamborreros de mi ciudad San Sebastián tocarán &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qaMtXkZVkFo"&gt;nuestra Marcha&lt;/a&gt; y yo estaré cantando a pleno pulmón ya que no pude estar allí en Enero. (Espero que alguien pueda proporcionarme un tambor). También darán 3.000 &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gilda_(pincho)"&gt;gildas&lt;/a&gt; y &lt;a href="http://www.wearestandard.net/"&gt;We Are Standard&lt;/a&gt; estarán tocando.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;There will also be lots of sporting activities: basketball, golf, tennis, football and more. Our beautiful FIFA World Cup and Eurocup will be there if you want to see them, as well as the Alvaro Bautista Rizla Suzuki MotoGP Bike or Real Madrid's 9th UEFA Champions League cup. Moreover, some stores in Regent Street will give a 10% discount and there will be live music brought by Mtv.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;También habrá muchas actividades deportivas: baloncesto, golf, tennis, fútbol y más. Nuestra preciosa Copa del Mundo y la Eurocopa estarán allí si quieres verlas, como la Suzuki de Alvaro Bautista o la novena copa UEFA Champions League del Real Madrid. Además, algunas tiendas de Regents Street ofrecerán un 10% de descuento y habrá música en directo gracias a Mtv.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;So there are no excuses not to go there. If you want more information you can visit their &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/ATasteOfSpain"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; or their &lt;a href="http://www.ATasteOfSpain.co.uk/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;. Also, in case you're not in London this weekend, maybe you can try some other dates in other cities.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Así que no hay excusas para no ir. Si quieres más información puedes visitar su &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/ATasteOfSpain"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; o la &lt;a href="http://www.ATasteOfSpain.co.uk/"&gt;página web&lt;/a&gt;. Además, en el caso de que no estés en Londres este fin de semana, tal vez puedas intentar ir a otras ciudades en otras fechas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can't believe how patriotic I'm becoming. Between &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-is-our-town.html"&gt;my project&lt;/a&gt; in college and this I can't stop talking about Spain and San Sebastián. Maybe it's because I haven't been home for a very long time....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;No me puedo creer lo patriótica que me estoy volviendo. Entre &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-is-our-town.html"&gt;el proyecto&lt;/a&gt; de la universidad y esto no puedo parar de hablar de España y San Sebastián. A lo mejor es porque no he estado allí en mucho tiempo...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;So, will I see you there?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bueno, entonces, te veré allí?&lt;/i&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/7502353144128383383-8531705035437228749?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/8531705035437228749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=8531705035437228749&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/8531705035437228749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/8531705035437228749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-you-are-in-london-this-weekend-you.html' title='A Taste Of Spain'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_Taste-os-Spain-2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-5934342937128691289</id><published>2011-06-01T12:28:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T23:45:45.922+01:00</updated><title type='text'>You Have What I Need</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I can't hide that I'm a Rachel Zoe fan. And I've been following her since I discovered her. In case you don't know her, she's a celebrity stylist, she has her own reality show and now she is a designer. We can now see her &lt;a href="http://www.style.com/fashionshows/complete/2012RST-RZOE"&gt;Resort 2012 Collection&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="http://www.style.com/"&gt;Style.com&lt;/a&gt;. Here are some of my favourite pieces.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;No puedo esconder que soy una fan de Rachel Zoe. Y la llevo siguiendo desde que la descubrí. Por si no la conocéis, es estilista de celebrities, tiene su propio reality show y ahora es diseñadora. Ya podemos ver su &lt;a href="http://www.style.com/fashionshows/complete/2012RST-RZOE"&gt;Colección Resort 2012&lt;/a&gt; en &lt;a href="http://www.style.com/"&gt;Style.com&lt;/a&gt;. Estas son algunas de mis prendas preferidas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/rachelzoe1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/rachelzoe2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Source &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.style.com/"&gt;Style.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Title Song: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QSCthkkhApg"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You Have What I Need by Hawk Nelson&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cute little dresses, sexy long dresses and skirts, cool jumpsuits, wide-leg trousers and beautiful evening-wear. It's obvious that she designs for herself, even the model has been styled like a Rachel Zoe lookalike, but still I would wear every single piece.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vestiditos cortos, faldas y vestidos largos y sexys, monos, pantalones acampanados y preciosos vestidos de noche. Es obvio que diseña para sí misma, incluso han peinado a la modelo como una doble de Rachel Zoe, pero aun así llevaría todas y cada una de las prendas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you think?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;¿Qué opináis vosotros?&lt;/i&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/7502353144128383383-5934342937128691289?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/5934342937128691289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=5934342937128691289&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/5934342937128691289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/5934342937128691289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-have-what-i-need_01.html' title='You Have What I Need'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_rachelzoe1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-1811876878702230205</id><published>2011-05-31T21:38:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T20:09:21.822+01:00</updated><title type='text'>We Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/one-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes the secret to a great look is in the accessories. I don't know why but I don't buy belts or scarves very often, even if I see some I like. But then I always feel like there's something missing when I'm getting dressed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;A veces el secreto de un look está en los accesorios. No sé por qué pero no suelo comprar cinturones o pañuelos muy a menudo, incluso aunque vea alguno que me guste. Pero luego siempre pienso que me falta algo cuando me visto.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/two-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/three-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today I went with my friend Irene and her brother to Hyde Park to hire some bicycles and she was wearing a very simple and comfortable ensemble: black leggings, black top, black jacket, black sneakers. She paired her look with some Miu Miu shades, Topshop earrings and Blanco bag and there you go. That's all you need for a warm afternoon in the park.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoy he ido a Hyde Park a alquilar bicicletas con mi amiga Irene y su hermano y ella iba muy simple y cómoda: leggings negros, top negro, cazadora negra y zapatillas negras. Añadió unas gafas de Miu Miu, pendientes de Topshop y un bolso de Blanco y ya está. Es todo lo que necesitas para una tarde en el parque.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/four-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&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;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Title Song: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fGnfAcLVp90"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;We Walk by The Ting Tings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-1811876878702230205?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/1811876878702230205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=1811876878702230205&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/1811876878702230205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/1811876878702230205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/05/we-walk.html' title='We Walk'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_one-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-6710246326005535270</id><published>2011-05-30T11:24:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T16:01:57.834+01:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is Our Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It all started a few months ago when I was sent this event asking people to vote for our city because we were losing. My city, &lt;a href="http://www.donostia.org/"&gt;San Sebastián&lt;/a&gt;, in the Basque Country, north of Spain, is a &lt;a href="http://www.sansebastian2016.eu/"&gt;candidate for European Capital of Culture 2016&lt;/a&gt;. This wasn't a big deal for me until I got this event, and it just happened when I was searching for a theme to do my final major project for college.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Todo empezó hace unos meses cuando me mandaron un evento pidiendo a la gente que votaran por mi ciudad porque íbamos perdiendo. Mi ciudad, &lt;a href="http://www.donostia.org/"&gt;San Sebastián&lt;/a&gt;, País Vasco, norte de España, es &lt;a href="http://www.sansebastian2016.eu/"&gt;candidata a Capital Europea de la Cultura 2016&lt;/a&gt;. No me había interesado en la candidatura hasta que me llegó ese evento, y coincidió que estaba buscando un tema para hacer mi proyecto final en la universidad.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.candidatecities.com/"&gt;I voted&lt;/a&gt; and I saw that yes, we were losing. Even though now I know those votes don't count for the final decision, I decided to do my project about my city, to let people know something new about Spain.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.candidatecities.com/"&gt;Voté&lt;/a&gt; y vi que sí, íbamos perdiendo. Aunque ahora sé que esos votos no cuentan para la decisión final, decidí hacer mi proyecto sobre la ciudad, para que la gente conociese algo nuevo sobre España.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/10.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I spent my half term holiday in March going around San Sebastián taking pictures and videos, buying books and visiting exhibitions. I decided to use mainly Cristobal Balenciaga's work as connections, since they're opening his museum very soon in Getaria, his hometown. Every artist in my project was born in Guipúzcoa, the province where San Sebastián is: Jorge Oteiza, Eduardo Chillida, Fernando Lemoniez and Paco Rabanne are just a few.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pasé mi semana de vacaciones en Marzo paseando sacando fotos y haciendo vídeos, compré libros y visité exposiciones. Decidí utilizar sobre todo trabajos de Cristóbal Balenciaga como conexiones, ya que dentro de muy poco abrirán su museo en Getaria, su ciudad natal. En general todos los artistas que aparecen en el proyecto nacieron en Guipúzcoa: Jorge Oteiza, Eduardo Chillida, Fernando Lemoniez y Paco Rabanne son solo algunos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&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;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;When I started the project I focused mainly in the shape of the city, looking at maps I had. I played with different materials and I used some of the most characteristic elements in the city as connections to develop the idea of the project.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cuando empecé el proyecto me centré sobre todo en la forma y los mapas que tenía de la ciudad. Jugué con diferentes materiales y utilicé algunos de los elementos más característicos de la ciudad como conexiones para desarrollar la idea del proyecto.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&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;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&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;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&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;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;So this is what I ended up creating. It's a "dress" made out of lots of layers of paper and pva glue and a final layer of plaster strips and white acrylic. It symbolizes San Sebastián's sculptural side and represents all its characteristic elements, which are mainly white, such as lampposts, benches and the very famous fence in La Concha. The top part is wool and it represents the waves (very typical from San Sebastián), and the warm and delicate side of the city. &lt;a href="http://imagenes.viajeros.com/fotos/l/lc/lcamvfso-1255447456-bg.jpg"&gt;San Sebastián's flag&lt;/a&gt; is white with a blue square, so that was another reason to use those colours.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Así que esto es lo que terminé creando. Es un "vestido" hecho de muchas capas de papel y cola blanca y una capa final de tiras de escayola y pintura acrílica blanca. Simboliza la parte escultural de San Sebastián y representa todos esos elementos característicos, que son fundamentalmente blancos, como farolas , bancos y la famosa barandilla de La Concha. La parte superior es de lana y representa las olas (muy típicas de San Sebastián), y la parte cálida y delicada de la ciudad. &lt;a href="http://imagenes.viajeros.com/fotos/l/lc/lcamvfso-1255447456-bg.jpg"&gt;La bandera de San Sebastián&lt;/a&gt; es blanca con un cuadrado azul, así que esa fue otra razón para utilizar esos colores.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/three.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/four.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;When I was starting to sketch I tried to think of words I used to describe the city, and I wanted to use them to also describe my piece: delicate, sculptural, natural, maritime, volume and warmth were some of them.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cuando empecé a hacer bocetos intenté pensar en palabras que utilizar para describir la ciudad, y quería usarlas también para describir mi pieza: delicada, escultural, natural, marítimo, volumen y calidez fueron algunas de ellas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/two.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The quality of the pictures is not very good because when I took them I didn't have my new camera yet, but I hope it's enough for you to see it properly.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;La calidad de las fotos no es muy buena porque por entonces no tenía mi cámara nueva todavía, pero espero que sea suficiente para que lo podáis apreciar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/one-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Though I think it comes a bit late (since they'll soon announce which city wins) this was my way of supporting San Sebastián's candidacy. I've linked several videos and websites throughout the post so you can learn something about Spain and San Sebastián. Hopefully, I'll see you there some day.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aunque creo que es un poco tarde (ya que pronto anunciarán qué ciudad gana) esta era mi manera de apoyar la candidatura de San Sebastián. He dejado videos y páginas web por el post para que podáis descubrir algo nuevo de España y San Sebastián. Y con un poco de suerte, os veré allí algún día.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/X2zTb7Eg9Lk?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you to everyone who helped me with this project giving ideas, sharing opinions, modeling, etc. I hope you like it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gracias a todo el que me ha ayudado con este proyecto dándome ideas, compartiendo opiniones, posando, etc. Espero que os guste.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Title Song: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FSw1kesH5w4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;This Is Our Town by We The Kings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-6710246326005535270?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/6710246326005535270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=6710246326005535270&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/6710246326005535270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/6710246326005535270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-is-our-town.html' title='This Is Our Town'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-1809006270344520328</id><published>2011-05-20T11:37:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T18:16:22.231+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Now That We're Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I got back from Gran Canaria a few days ago, but my computer was being fixed after I had a little accident. I've spent five days feeling very lonely in my studio (without computer I had no music, no dvds, no tv) reading Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro (which I highly recommend) and not doing much.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Volví de Gran Canaria hace ya unos días, pero mi ordenador estaba siendo arreglado tras haber sufrido un pequeño accidente. He pasado 5 días muy sola en mi estudio (sin ordenador no tenía música, ni dvds, ni televisión) leyendo Never Let Me Go de Kazuo Ishiguro (muy recomendado) y sin hacer mucho más.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twotxt-28.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/threetxt-15.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-45.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/fourtxt-9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wearing: Mango playsuit, Harrods cardigan, Be Sweet brogues, Vogue sunglasses and MAC's Russian Red lipstick&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Llevo: Mono de Mango, chaqueta de Harrods, zapatos de Be Sweet, gafas de Vogue y barra de labios Russian Red de Mac.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title Song: Now That We're Done by Metro Station&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Although next week I'm having my college's final fashion show, all the work's done already so all I have to do is look for a flat and a job for the summer. Wish me luck.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aunque la semana que viene tenga el desfile final de la universidad, ya hemos terminado así que lo que tengo que hacer ahora es buscar un piso y un trabajo para verano. Deseadme suerte.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/fivetxt-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que tengáis un buen fin de semana!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-1809006270344520328?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/1809006270344520328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=1809006270344520328&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/1809006270344520328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/1809006270344520328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/05/now-that-were-done.html' title='Now That We&apos;re Done'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_twotxt-28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-437372894854590371</id><published>2011-05-11T09:51:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T14:31:51.979+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mojo Picón</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last Sunday was my mum's birthday (Happy birthday mummy!) and I was trying to get her something special but I couldn't think of something I could give her via skype.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;El pasado Domingo fue el cumpleaños de mi madre (Felicidades mami!) y estaba intentando comprarle algo especial pero no se me ocurría nada que pudiera darle por skype.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/P5102691txt.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;So after a horrible 4 and a half hours flight from London to Gran Canaria, I met my uncle and went to surprise my parents and grandma. They had no idea I was coming so they were shocked to see me here. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Así que después de un horrible vuelo de 4 horas y media desde Londres a Gran Canaria, me encontré con mi tío y fuimos a darles una sorpresa a mis padres y mi abuela. No tenían ni idea de que iba a venir así que se quedaron traspuestos al verme.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/P5102723txt.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;So here I am, enjoying the sun and yummy food. I haven't even been to the beach yet and I'm already sunburnt. So now I'm gonna even my tan. See ya!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Así que aquí estoy, disfrutando del sol y comida rica. Todavía no he pisado la playa y ya estoy quemada. Así que me voy a igualar mi moreno. Hasta luego!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/P5102697txt.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wearing: Primark top, Episode vintage leggings, Be Sweet brogues, Vogue sunglasses and earrings from a street market from San Francisco. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Llevo: top de Primark, leggings vintage de Episode, zapatos de Be Sweet, gafas de Vogue y pendientes de un mercadillo de San Francisco.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Title Song: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ADP3GASt37A"&gt;Mojo Picón by Caco Senante&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-437372894854590371?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/437372894854590371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=437372894854590371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/437372894854590371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/437372894854590371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/05/mojo-picon.html' title='Mojo Picón'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_P5102691txt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-5992471426935245853</id><published>2011-05-07T17:03:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T19:40:29.151+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Soñaré</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here I am again, back to the blogosphere, working on the final touches of my college project and this is a little sneak peek of the outcome.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I chose this subject for a reason and now it's when I have to make it happen. I'll soon write a whole post about it because I'm gonna need your help so please, stay tuned!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/IMG_0909txt.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&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;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Title Song: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uWhH6GhbZnE"&gt;Soñare by La Oreja de Van Gogh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aquí estoy de nuevo, de vuelta a la blogosfera, trabajando en los últimos detalles de mi proyecto de la universidad y aquí tenéis un adelanto del resultado.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Elegí este tema por una razón y ahora es cuando tengo que lograrlo. Dentro de poco escribiré un post sobre ello porque voy a necesitar vuestra ayuda así que por favor, estad atentos!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-5992471426935245853?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/5992471426935245853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=5992471426935245853&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/5992471426935245853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/5992471426935245853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/05/sonare.html' title='Soñaré'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_IMG_0909txt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-483364602721560872</id><published>2011-04-23T21:31:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T00:20:22.309+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Move On Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;I promised myself that I would try to improve the quality of the blog, and since last Monday was &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/04/ooh-la.html"&gt;Carrottline's 1st birthday&lt;/a&gt; I think buying a new camera could be a good start.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The one that I have right now hates me. Since I accidentally dropped it last summer it's been constantly making fun of me. It doesn't matter if I just charged the batteries, it will turn itself on and off whenever it wants so I can never plan to do a shoot because my camera will decide not to work.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen so many people in the street wearing cool things that I would've loved to shoot, but I'm pretty sure my camera would turn off and embarrass me if I'd want to take the picture.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;So, I'm asking for your help. I don't have any camera knowlegde so if you can give me some advise I'd really appreciate it. I don't want the best camera in the market. I just want something small to fit in my bag, not too expensive and that takes decent pictures. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twotxt-27.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Title Song: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e7AHHHDspwc"&gt;Move On Now by Hard Fi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me he prometido a mi misma que intentaría mejorar la calidad del blog, y ya que el lunes pasado fue el &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/04/ooh-la.html"&gt;1er cumpleaños de Carrottline&lt;/a&gt; creo que una nueva cámara podría ser un buen comienzo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;La que tengo ahora mismo me odia. Desde que el verano pasado se me cayera accidentalmente ha estado constantemente tomándome el pelo. No importa que acabe de cargar las pilas, se enciende y se apaga cuando le apetece así que no puedo planear hacer fotos porque la cámara decidirá no funcionar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;He visto en la calle mucha gente llevando cosas geniales que me hubiera gustado fotografiar, pero estoy segura de que mi cámara se apagaría y me dejaría en evidencia si quisiera sacar la foto.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Así que os pido ayuda. No tengo ningún conocimiento sobre cámaras así que si podéis darme algún consejo os lo agradecería. No quiero la mejor cámara del mercado. Solo algo pequeño que me quepa en el bolso, no muy caro y que saque fotos decentes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&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/7502353144128383383-483364602721560872?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/483364602721560872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=483364602721560872&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/483364602721560872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/483364602721560872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/04/move-on-now.html' title='Move On Now'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_twotxt-27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-5865993786512717659</id><published>2011-04-18T22:30:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T08:54:48.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooh La</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;So, I thought I should make a little post to celebrate Carrottline's 1st birthday!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;He pensado que debería hacer un pequeño post para celebrar el 1er cumpleaños de Carrottline!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/fourtxt-8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wearing: Zara tshirt and belt, H&amp;amp;M hat and Blanco shorts. &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-know-it-may-look-like-it-but-no-i.html"&gt;Original Post&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Llevo: Camiseta y cinturón de Zara, gorro de H&amp;amp;M y shorts de Blanco. &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-know-it-may-look-like-it-but-no-i.html"&gt;Post Original&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Title Song: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fVUD2pvytQ4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ooh La by The Kooks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you to everyone who has been part of this blog, by reading, commenting, taking pictures, encouraging me to continue or simply spreading the word!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gracias a todos los que han formado parte del blog, tanto leyéndolo, comentando, sacándome fotos, animándome a seguir o simplemente hablando de él!&lt;/i&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/7502353144128383383-5865993786512717659?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/5865993786512717659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=5865993786512717659&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/5865993786512717659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/5865993786512717659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/04/ooh-la.html' title='Ooh La'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_fourtxt-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-8244201186115454571</id><published>2011-04-16T14:35:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T23:01:11.469+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Not my best picture, but that's all I have for now. I'm working on my final project so I'll be out of the blogosphere at least another week. I'm gonna catch up now with all those posts that Bloglovin' says I have to read. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you're having your Easter break now, have fun for me!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;No es mi mejor foto, pero es todo lo que tengo por ahora. Estoy trabajando en mi proyecto final así que estaré fuera de la Blogosfera al menos otra semana más. Ahora voy a ponerme al día con todos esos posts que Bloglovin' dice que tengo que leer.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Si estáis ya de vacaciones de Semana Santa, disfrutarlo por mí!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/one-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Wearing: Mango tshirt, Primark skirt, INK leather jacket, Be Sweet brogues, Topshop bag, Dayaday scarf and Vogue sunglasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Llevo: Camiseta de Mango, falda de Primark, cazadora de cuero de INK, brogues de Be Sweet, bolso de Topshop, pañuelo de Dayaday y gafas de Vogue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title Song: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UEzhlFqtAJk"&gt;Saturday by Fall Out Boy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&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/7502353144128383383-8244201186115454571?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/8244201186115454571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=8244201186115454571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/8244201186115454571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/8244201186115454571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/04/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_one-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-8477284298099807912</id><published>2011-04-04T22:17:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T23:15:32.037+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It Ends Tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Today is a sad day. I'm saying goodbye to my dear friends. My vinyl leggings. They're falling apart because I've worn them too much, they almost reveal my bottom now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoy es un día triste. Tengo que decir adiós a mis queridos amigos. Mis leggings de vinilo. Se están cayendo a trozos porque los he llevado demasiado, ya casi se me transparenta el trasero.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/threetxt-14.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I bought them about three years ago, somewhere in Chueca, Madrid, Spain. I had never heard of Vie Ta Vie, but I fell in love with those leggings. They stood out from every other pair because it was that time when the vinyl-looking leggings where in fashion, but they all looked like plastic to me. These are soft, very tight, yet comfortable, and above all, beautiful. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me los compré hace unos 3 años, en alguna tienda de Chueca, Madrid, España. Nunca había oido hablar de Vie Ta Vie, pero me enamoré de esos leggings. Destacaban del el resto porque era la época en la que se llevaban los leggings que parecían de vinilo, pero a mí todos me parecían de plástico. Estos son suaves, muy ajustados, pero cómodos, y por encima de todo, preciosos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-44.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;But now it's time to let you go. I'll never forget you, so much so that I'm gonna try and find another pair. Bye, vinyl leggings.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pero ha llegado la hora de dejaros marchar. Nunca os olvidaré, tanto es así que voy a intentar buscar otro par. Adiós, leggings de vinilo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;[I know you can't see them very well, but trust me, they're beautiful]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Ya sé que no se pueden apreciar muy bien, pero creerme, son preciosos]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Wearing: Stradivarius top, Vie Ta Vie vinyl leggings, Zara cardigans and boots, Vogue sunglasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Llevo: camiseta de Stradivadius, leggings de vinilo de Vie Ta Vie, chaquetas y botas de Zara, gafas de Vogue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Title song: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yfdAGkjHGac"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;It Ends Tonight by The All American Rejects&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&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/7502353144128383383-8477284298099807912?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/8477284298099807912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=8477284298099807912&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/8477284298099807912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/8477284298099807912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/04/it-ends-tonight.html' title='It Ends Tonight'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_threetxt-14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-123520684386056176</id><published>2011-03-27T17:48:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T01:22:31.606+01:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Young</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;So here I am back again to blogging after my brother demanded the control of the blog while he was staying in London with me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aquí estoy de nuevo después de que mi hermano exigiera tener el control del blog mientras pasaba unos días en Londres conmigo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/threetxt-13.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;A couple of things have been going on during my absence:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;· I went home (Spain) last week to relax, but I didn't have time because I'm very passionate about my project and I had to do research and work. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;· I changed my hair colour. Well, I should say improved (at least that's what I think).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;· I turned 21! Last Sunday (20th) I finally became legal internationally, so next time I'm in a restaurant in the US I won't be told I can't eat there. And although I've never been concerned about aging it would be great if I could stop growing up just now. 21 is okay. I want to be 21 forever.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Han pasado un par de cosas en mi ausencia:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;· La semana pasada me fui a casa (España) a relajarme, pero no tuve tiempo porque estoy muy apasionada con mi proyecto y tuve que buscar información y hacer cosas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;· Me cambié el color del pelo. Bueno, debería decir mejoré (al menos eso es lo que yo creo).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;· Cumplí 21 años! El Domingo pasado (día 20) por fin me hice legal internacionalmente, así que la próxima vez que vaya a un restaurante en EEUU no me dirán que no puedo comer allí. Y aunque nunca me ha preocupado lo de cumplir años sería genial poder parar de crecer ahora. Tener 21 está bien. Quiero tener 21 para siempre.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/two2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;And that's pretty much all. Here are some pictures my dear brother (who I think already has a fanclub) took in Bilbao last week.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Y básicamente eso es todo. Os dejo algunas fotos que mi querido hermano (que creo que ya tiene club de fans) me sacó en Bilbao la semana pasada.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-43.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hope you had a great weekend!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Espero que hayáis pasado un buen fin de semana!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twotxt-26.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Wearing: Mango tshirt, Pull&amp;amp;Bear shorts, INK leather jacket, Zara tights, my dad's old sunglasses, Friday's Project bag and my mum's rainboots which I don't remember the brand of (just that we bought them somewhere in Berlin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Llevo: camiseta de Mango, shorts de Pull&amp;amp;Bear, cazadora de cuero de INK, medias de Zara, gafas de mi padre, bolso de Friday's Project y catiuscas de mi madre que no recuerdo de qué firma son (solo que las compramos en algun sitio en Berlin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title song: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LLzikuOkBpY"&gt;We Are Young by 3OH3!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-123520684386056176?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/123520684386056176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=123520684386056176&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/123520684386056176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/123520684386056176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/03/we-are-young.html' title='We Are Young'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_threetxt-13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-7931818183478011245</id><published>2011-03-24T19:02:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-24T19:09:39.897Z</updated><title type='text'>The Brother Chronicles. Part V: Nought may endure but mutability!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Alas! The brother, that hairy creature, is gone. Woe is me! Who will sing to my beauty now? Who will immortalise me in pictures of unsurpassed quality? Who will drive me to insanity while I linger in front of the mirror pondering the vital conundrum of what to wear? Candidates please send your CV.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-42.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twotxt-25.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/threetxt-12.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;¡Ay! El hermano, esa criatura peluda, ya no está. ¡Desgraciada de mí! ¿Quién cantará mi belleza ahora? ¿Quién me inmortalizará en fotografías de insuperable calidad? ¿Quién me arrastrará a los abismos de la locura mientras reflexiono ante el espejo sobre la cuestión metafísica de qué vestir? Candidatos por favor envíen su currículum.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-7931818183478011245?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/7931818183478011245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=7931818183478011245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7931818183478011245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7931818183478011245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/03/brother-chronicles-part-v-nought-may.html' title='The Brother Chronicles. Part V: Nought may endure but mutability!'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onetxt-42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-7163126166450742079</id><published>2011-03-23T20:33:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-23T20:43:22.303Z</updated><title type='text'>The Brother Chronicles. Part IV: What dread hand? &amp; what dread feet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Hunterian museum. Open bodies. Mutilations. Aberrations. Deformed fetuses. Skulls. Brains, hearts and lungs. Veins and arteries. The brother has no stomach. He faints. When he wakes up, chaos ensues. Confronted with his own mortality, the brother has lost his sanity. With his eyes wide open he screams ‘Have I lived? Have I lived?’ while pushing at the people that were attending to him. He attacks other visitors. He grabs an old man by the collar of his jacket and looking at him straight in the eyes he cries ‘Don’t you fear the Grim Reaper?’ Then he tugs at a young girl’s sleeve and says with a mad grin: ‘You were an ugly fetus once! Soon you will be nothing but bones!’ Blinded with sudden melancholy, he crashes into the showcase containing the skeleton of giant Charles Byrne. He falls to the floor and the skeleton collapses on top of him. He becomes entangled with the skeleton’s arms in a macabre hug that destroys what little reason remained in his weak mind. The brother believes death is trying to kiss him. ‘He is taking me! He is taking me!’ he yells with his eyes out of their sockets, ‘It’s not my time! It’s not my time! I see death! O I see the ugly face of death! I will return! You hear me? I WILL RETURN!’ He faints for a second time and, thankfully, doesn’t wake up immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘You know this man?’ one of the wardens asks me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘I never saw him in my life,’ I say, putting lipstick on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘I don’t understand what happened to him. I never saw anything like it,’ he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Neither did I,’ I say. But I lie. I know what happened. Camus, who was once a fetus too, said: ‘Beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time.’ It is clear what happened here. The brother just caught a glimpse of me among all these reminders of death. His reaction seems quite natural.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/hunterian-museum329large_slideshow.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Museo Hunterian. Cuerpos abiertos. Mutilaciones. Aberraciones. Fetos deformes. Calaveras. Cerebros, corazones y pulmones. Venas y arterias. El hermano no tiene estómago. Se desmaya. Cuando despierta, estalla el caos. Enfrentado a su propia mortalidad, el hermano ha perdido la cordura. Con los ojos abiertos de par en par grita ‘¿He vivido? ¿He vivido?’ mientras empuja a quienes lo atendieron en el suelo. Ataca a otros visitantes. Agarra a un anciano por el cuello de la chaqueta, pega su rostro al de él y le dice con voz estentórea: ‘¿No temes a la parca?’ Después, agarra a una joven de la manga y le suelta, con la sonrisa de un loco: ‘¡Fuiste un feto una vez! ¡Pronto no serás más que huesos!’ Cegado por un súbito ataque de melancolía, el hermano choca contra la vitrina que contiene el esqueleto del gigante Charles Byrne. Cae al suelo y el esqueleto se desploma sobre él. Se enreda en los brazos del esqueleto en lo que parece un abrazo macabro que destruye la escasa razón que queda en su débil mente. El hermano cree alucinado que la muerte intenta besarlo. ‘¡Se me lleva! ¡Se me lleva!’ chilla con los ojos fuera de órbita, ‘¡No es mi hora! ¡No es mi hora! ¡Veo la muerte! ¡Veo el horrible rostro de la muerte! ¡Regresaré! ¿Me oís? ¡REGRESARÉ!’ Se desmaya por segunda vez y, por suerte, no despierta inmediatamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘¿Conoce a este hombre?’ me pregunta uno de los vigilantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘No lo había visto en mi vida,’ respondo mientras me pinto los labios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘No entiendo qué ha podido ocurrirle. Nunca vi nada parecido,’ me dice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Yo tampoco,’ le digo, pero miento. Sé qué ha ocurrido. Camus, que también fue feto una vez, dijo: ‘La belleza es insoportable, nos conduce a la desesperación al ofrecernos durante un breve minuto un vistazo a una eternidad que nos gustaría que durase todo el tiempo.’ Está claro lo que ha ocurrido aquí. El hermano me vio de repente entre todos estos recordatorios de muerte. Su reacción fue de lo más natural. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-7163126166450742079?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/7163126166450742079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=7163126166450742079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7163126166450742079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7163126166450742079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/03/brother-chronicles-part-iv-what-dread.html' title='The Brother Chronicles. Part IV: What dread hand? &amp; what dread feet?'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_hunterian-museum329large_slideshow.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-4667853404444180064</id><published>2011-03-22T22:56:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-03-22T23:15:07.892Z</updated><title type='text'>The Brother Chronicles. Part III: Art thou pale for weariness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/TCHposter.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Comedy Theatre. Waiting for The Children’s Hour to begin, the brother is trembling in his seat, nervous: he is about to be in the same room with Keira Knightley, the Duchess of Devonshire, Cecilia Tallis, Elizabeth Bennet, Domino Harvey, the double of Queen Amidala. He can barely control himself. He shakes wildly. People going past us, looking for their seats, stare at him, bemused. He responds with an apologising expression, as if saying, yeah, I lack self-restraint, I am not British, excuse the vibration I am causing on the whole line of seats and my terrible accent, please.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;   He closes his eyes, breathing deeply. His heart slows down. Steady, steady. Now he breathes normally. He opens his eyes and sees utter darkness. Then the curtain is drawn: the show has begun. He sees Keira, shining on the stage, moving with infinite elegance, delivering lines like gunfire. But then she looks at him. He can’t believe it. He looks closer. Yes, she is looking at me, she is looking at me, he thinks, shivering. Everything has stopped. She is no longer delivering lines but stands still. Seconds pass like years. Actors look around, unable to comprehend. The audience murmurs. What is going on? Why has she stopped? Then Keira leaves the stage, runs up the aisle and stops next to our line, looking, without a doubt, at the brother.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;   ‘Come with me,’ she says, with the wildest of looks in her eyes. ‘Take me away. Let’s elope. Give me children. Kiss me now.’&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;   The brother can only mumble: ‘Sure.’&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;   He gets up, takes her hand and they run in love, leaving the audience at a loss, not knowing whether to scream in anger or to applaud such a romantic, if ill-considered, resolution of events.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;   Days later, lying on the golden sand of a lost beach in a far-away paradise, the brother and Keira kiss passionately, both naked, not caring about—&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;—The brother wakes up. Lights are still on. People are hunting for their seats. Voices everywhere. He looks at me, sleepy; he takes his glasses off, rubs his eyes, and says something about a dream he just had. I pay no attention. I am moisturising and I don’t take my craft lightly.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Note: the brother has no idea of what moisturising is and may be in urgent need of a girlfriend.]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twotxt-24.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Comedy Theatre. Esperando a que comience The Children’s Hour, el hermano se revuelve en su asiento: pronto tendrá ante sus ojos a Keira Knightley, la Duquesa de Devonshire, Cecilia Tallis, Elizabeth Bennet, Domino Harvey, la doble de la reina Amidala. Apenas puede controlarse. Parece un niño, tiembla como un flan. La gente a nuestro alrededor, buscando sus asientos, lo mira entre divertida y extrañada. Él responde con un gesto de disculpa, como diciendo, sí, no tengo autocontrol, no soy británico, disculpe la vibración que estoy provocando en la fila de asientos y mi horrible acento extranjero.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;   Cierra los ojos, respirando profundamente, tratando de tranquilizar todo su cuerpo. Pronto se calma y respira con normalidad. Abre los ojos y se encuentra en la oscuridad más absoluta. Levantan el telón: comienza el espectáculo. El hermano ve a Keira, resplandeciente sobre el escenario, moviéndose con una elegancia infinita, soltando frases como cañonazos. Entonces se da cuenta: Keira le está mirando. No puede creerlo. Sí, me está mirando, me está mirando, piensa. Un escalofrío le sacude el cuerpo. Todo se ha detenido: Keira ya no actúa y, petrificada, le mira intensamente. El resto de actores no saben qué hacer, algunos tratan de acercarse a Keira, preocupados, incapaces de comprender qué está ocurriendo. Los segundos se hacen eternos. El hermano casi no respira. El público comienza a murmurar, perdido en mitad de una escena truncada. ¿Qué pasa? ¿Por qué se ha detenido la obra? Entonces Keira abandona el escenario y corriendo sube el pasillo hasta nuestra fila, donde se detiene mirando, ya sin duda alguna, al hermano.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;   ‘Ven conmigo,’ dice ella con la mirada encendida. ‘Llévame lejos. Huyamos. Dame un hijo. Bésame ahora.’&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;   El hermano apenas puede pronunciar: ‘Claro.’&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;   Se levanta, le toma de la mano y enamorados salen corriendo como si una bomba estuviera a punto de estallar. El público, confundido, no sabe si gritar enfurecido por la interrupción o aplaudir satisfecho por la romántica huída hacia quién sabe dónde.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;   Días más tarde, tumbados sobre la arena dorada de una playa perdida en algún lejano paraíso, el hermano y Keira se besan apasionadamente, desnudos los dos, sin preocuparse por—&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;—El hermano despierta con un sobresalto. Las luces están todavía encendidas. La gente sigue llenando los asientos vacíos. Me mira, adormilado; se quita las gafas, se frota los ojos cansados y dice algo acerca de un sueño que acaba de tener. No le presto atención. Estoy hidratando mi finísimo rostro, cosa que no puede hacerse a la ligera.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Nota: el hermano no tiene ni la más remota idea de en qué consiste la operación de hidratar la cara y necesita novia urgentemente.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-41.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&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/7502353144128383383-4667853404444180064?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/4667853404444180064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=4667853404444180064&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/4667853404444180064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/4667853404444180064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/03/brother-chronicles-part-iii-art-thou.html' title='The Brother Chronicles. Part III: Art thou pale for weariness'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_TCHposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-2628507258097412357</id><published>2011-03-21T20:45:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-03-21T22:58:40.176Z</updated><title type='text'>The Brother Chronicles. Part II: But, while thy long delay I mourn</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Tate Gallery.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-40.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lost in an esoteric dream induced by a yellowish painting by William Turner, the brother stood without moving a muscle for about twenty minutes. I could feel myself aging, withering away with the passing of each minute, each eternal minute lost forever to that piece of cloth you could never wear, wrinkles sprinkling my face where none were to be found before, encroaching upon my ethereal beauty. Then the brother came back from Mordor, Naboo, Narnia or the matrix (who knows which) and the Earth resumed its movement, and my wrinkles disappeared, and in the gloom of the museum I was like the bloom of a rose, full and sparkly, gloriously red, a shade beyond Turner himself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Perdido en un sueño esotérico inducido por un cuadro amarillento de William Turner, el hermano estuvo absorto unos veinte minutos, sin mover un músculo, mirada perdida en lontananza y cara de bobalicón, como si entendiera de qué iba el asunto. Yo, siempre divina, me hartaba de esperar, de dejar escapar minutos eternos ante aquel trozo de tela que no podía vestir ni tricotar, y me hacía más vieja a cada segundo que pasaba, y notaba las arrugas apoderándose de mi carita de porcelana, siempre divina. Entonces el hermano regresó de Mordor, Naboo, Narnia o matrix (quién sabe de cuál exactamente), y el mundo volvió a girar de nuevo, mis arrugas desaparecieron, y en la penumbra del museo yo era una rosa en flor, brillante carmesí, un rojo glorioso, un tono lejos del alcance del mismísimo Turner.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twotxt-23.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/threetxt-11.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;And Bacon makes me feel sexy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Y Bacon me hace sentir sexy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/fourtxt-6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Note: the brother might have taken control of the blog for the duration of his stay.]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Nota: se cree posible que el hermano se haya hecho con el control del blog durante su estancia.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-2628507258097412357?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/2628507258097412357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=2628507258097412357&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/2628507258097412357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/2628507258097412357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/03/brother-chronicles-part-ii-but-while.html' title='The Brother Chronicles. Part II: But, while thy long delay I mourn'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onetxt-40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-3776319838705471090</id><published>2011-03-20T21:14:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-03-20T21:42:33.721Z</updated><title type='text'>The Brother Chronicles. Part I: The lorde fast can hym payne</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Visiting Oxford.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Visitando Oxford.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/threetxt-10.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bodleian library. The brother suffered several orgasms and strokes, all at the same time, when he discovered that, while attending to the guide’s explanations, he had been standing next to a first edition of Samuel Johnson’s dictionary. But he was strong. He survived.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Biblioteca Bodleian. El hermano sufrió varios orgasmos y derrames cerebrales simultáneos cuando descubrió que, mientras atendía a las explicaciones del guía, había estado a escasos centímetros de una primera edición del diccionario de Samuel Johnson. Pero era fuerte. Sobrevivió.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-39.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blackwell’s. The brother suffered several orgasms and strokes, all at the same time, when he discovered that the library contained more books than he could look at in a day. Anxious, he stumbled around, loaded with books, distressed by the appalling number of classics surrounding him, not knowing which to take with him, not knowing which to abandon, not knowing where to look. With sweaty palms and brow, and a thinner wallet, he left the building and went into the street like a shipwrecked person reaching for the shore. He was strong. He survived.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Librería Blackwell's. El hermano sufrió varios orgasmos y derrames cerebrales simultáneos cuando descubrió que la librería contenía más libros de los que podría mirar en un solo día. Roto por la angustia, fue de un lado para otro, presa del pánico que suponía verse rodeado de semejante cantidad de clásicos, sin saber cuáles llevarse consigo, sin saber cuáles abandonar, sin saber adónde mirar. Con manos y frente sudorosa, y una cartera considerablemente menos abultada, abandonó el edificio y salió a la calle como un náufrago alcanza la orilla. Era fuerte. Sobrevivió.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twotxt-22.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I looked divine. As always.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yo iba divina. Como siempre.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Note: this might have been written by the brother.]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Nota: puede que esto lo haya escrito el hermano.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&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/7502353144128383383-3776319838705471090?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/3776319838705471090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=3776319838705471090&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/3776319838705471090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/3776319838705471090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/03/visiting-oxford.html' title='The Brother Chronicles. Part I: The lorde fast can hym payne'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_threetxt-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-4815092840452839692</id><published>2011-03-09T11:23:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-03-09T13:18:29.869Z</updated><title type='text'>What's On in the V&amp;A</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;The other day I received in my mail the April/June issue of What's On in the V&amp;amp;A, and I found so many interesting things that I thought I could write a boring post just to let you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;As some of you may already know, from March 12 to July 10 there's an exhibition about &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vam.ac.uk/collections/fashion/yohji-yamamoto/index.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yohji Yamamoto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; that I can't wait to visit. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;-There's also an evening talk on Sunday 26th June from 14.00 to 15.00 where the designer himself will discuss his career along with Professor Frances Corner, Head of the London College of Fashion. (£9, £6 concessions)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;-On Friday 27th May there's a workshop in the evening to explore his design world with live performances and screenings.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few other fashion related events too.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;-There's a short course all Tuesdays from 3rd May to 21st June about the worlds of art, fashion and celebrities in the 19th and 20th centuries. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;-On Saturday 21st May from 14.00 to 17.00 there's a seminar where Vogue journalists, stylist Charlotte Lurat and V&amp;amp;A Fashion in Motion curator Oriole Cullen will explore how a fashion show is organized. (£28, £22.50 concessions, £5 students)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;-They also have a practical course on Fashion Design and Pattern Cutting from Wednesday 15th to Friday 17th June from 10.30 to 16.30. (£261, £216 concessions)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;-A Japanese Embroidery course from Wednesday 22nd to Friday 24th June from 10.30 to 16.00 (£261, £216 concessions)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not everything is fashion.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;-A study day Saturday 7th May from 10.30 to 16.00 called "Introducing Chocolate". A chocolate-tasting session, to learn the history and different varieties and uses of cocoa. (£50, £40 concessions, £5 students)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;-"How to wear perfume" on Wednesday 27th April from 14.00 to 16.30 (£28, £22.50 concessions, £5 students)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;-An Evening Talk with &lt;i&gt;The Picture of Dorian Gray&lt;/i&gt; director Will Self on Friday 13th May from 19.00 to 20.00 (£9, £6 concessions) and screenings of adaptations of Oscar Wilde's novels: Friday 1st April, &lt;i&gt;Wilde&lt;/i&gt; (starring Stephen Fry and Jude Law); Friday 22nd April, &lt;i&gt;An Ideal Husband&lt;/i&gt; (starring Rupert Everett and Minnie Driver); and Friday 3rd June &lt;i&gt;The Picture of Dorian Gray&lt;/i&gt; (starring Colin Firth and Ben Barnes) (£5 each, no concessions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;For more events, exhibitions and information go to the &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vam.ac.uk/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;V&amp;amp;A website&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;So, are you interested in any of these events?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;El otro día recibí por correo el folleto del V&amp;amp;A (Victoria and Albert Museum) de Abril a Junio y he encontrado tantas cosas interesantes que he pensado que podría escribir un post aburrido para hacéroslo saber.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algunos de vosotros tal vez ya sepáis hay una exposición que tengo muchísimas ganas de visitar sobre &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vam.ac.uk/collections/fashion/yohji-yamamoto/index.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yohji Yamamoto&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; a partir del 12 de Marzo y hasta el 10 de Julio.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Hay también una charla el Domingo 26 de Junio entre las 14.00-15.00 donde el mismo diseñador hablará sobre su carrera con el profesor Frances Corner, director de la London College of Fashion. (£9, £6 concesiones)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;-El viernes 27 de Mayo hay un taller por la tarde para explorar el mundo del diseñador con actuaciones en directo y proyecciones.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;También hay otros eventos relacionados con la moda.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Hay un mini curso todos los Martes del 3 de Mayo al 21 de Junio sobre los mundos del arte, la moda y las celebrities en los siglos 19 y 20.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;-El Sábado 21 de Mayo entre las 14.00-17.00 hay un seminario donde periodistas de Vogue, la estilista Charlotte Lurat y el comisario de Fashion in Motion (Moda en Movimiento) del V&amp;amp;A Oriole Cullen explorarán cómo se organiza una pasarela de moda. (£28, £22.50 concesiones, £5 estudiantes)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;-También tienen cursos de prácticas en Diseño de Moda y Patronaje entre el Miércoles 15 al Viernes 17 de Junio desde las 10.30-16.30 (£261, £216 concesiones)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Un curso de técnicas de Bordado Japonés desde el Miércoles 22 al Viernes 24 de Junio entre las 10.30-16.00 (£261, £216 concesiones)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero no todo es moda.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Un día de estudio el Sábado 7 de Mayo entre las 10.30-16.00 llamado "Introducción al Chocolate". Una sesión para degustar chocolate, conocer la historia y los diferentes usos y variedades del cacao. (£50, £40 concesiones, £5 estudiantes)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;-"Cómo Llevar Perfume" el Miércoles 27 de Abril entre las 14.00-16.30 (£28, £22.50 concesiones, £5 estudiantes)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Una charla con el director de 'The Picture of Dorian Gray' Will Self el Viernes 13 de Mayo entre las 19.00-20.00 (£9, £6 concesiones) y proyecciones de adaptaciones de novelas de Oscar Wilde: Viernes 1 de Abril, 'Wilde' (con Stephen Fry y Jude Law); Viernes 22 de Abril, 'An Ideal Husband' (con Rupert Everett y Minnie Driver); y Viernes 3 de Junio 'The Picture of Dorian Gray' (con Colin Firth y Ben Barnes) (£5 cada una, sin concesiones)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para más eventos, exposiciones e información visitar &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vam.ac.uk/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;la web del V&amp;amp;A&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pues eso, os interesa alguno de estos eventos?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px; font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7502353144128383383-4815092840452839692?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/4815092840452839692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=4815092840452839692&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/4815092840452839692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/4815092840452839692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/03/other-day-i-received-in-my-post-issue.html' title='What&apos;s On in the V&amp;A'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-6759607983362127190</id><published>2011-03-05T16:00:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-03-05T16:21:48.087Z</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere Only We Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Spitafields Market is now officially one of my favourite places in London. Thank God I just had &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 20px; font-family:Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;£&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 to spend. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-38.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Wearing boots, trousers and cardigan from Zara and leather jacket from a random shop in Canterbury.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Llevo botas, pantalones y chaqueta de Zara y cazadora de cuero de una tienda de Canterbury.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Title song: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oextk-If8HQ"&gt;Somewhere Only We Know by Keane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Spitafields Market es oficialmente uno de mis sitios preferidos de Londres. Gracias a Dios solo llevaba &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 20px; font-family:Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;£&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;10 para gastar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-6759607983362127190?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/6759607983362127190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=6759607983362127190&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/6759607983362127190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/6759607983362127190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/03/somewhere-only-we-know.html' title='Somewhere Only We Know'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onetxt-38.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-6248565441698854266</id><published>2011-02-28T21:02:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-02-28T21:05:03.081Z</updated><title type='text'>Arturo Elena</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I don't know if you've ever heard this name before.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm currently finishing my 4th project which is mostly about fashion illustration and I'm really enjoying it. One of the main reasons why is because I'm working with some drawings by my favourite fashion illustrator in the whole world. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you're spanish you may recognize his work from magazines such as &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elle.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Elle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elmundo.es/yodona/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yo Dona&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hoymujer.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mujer Hoy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; or &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cosmopolitan.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cosmopolitan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; and if you're not spanish you may not know him. He's also worked for prestigious fashion designers like &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.victorioylucchino.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Victorio&amp;amp;Lucchino&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chanel.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chanel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loewe.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Loewe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.custo-barcelona.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Custo Barcelona&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; or &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.robertoverino.es/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Roberto Verino&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; and he teaches fashion illustration in the &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ied.edu/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;European Institute of Design&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;There was an exhibition in Madrid last year about his 25 years as an illustrator but I found out about it a couple of months ago so obviously I couldn't go. I wish I could get the book of the exhibition though, but I can't find it anywhere.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm gonna leave you this video, it is in Spanish, I'm sorry. But go to &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arturoelena.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;his website&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; or &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/images?client=safari&amp;amp;rls=en&amp;amp;q=arturo+elena&amp;amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;source=og&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;tab=wi&amp;amp;biw=1264&amp;amp;bih=611"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Google him&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; to see more of his work and let me know what you think.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ymTewGomkQw?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;No sé si habréis escuchado alguna vez este nombre&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ahora mismo estoy terminando mi 4º proyecto, que va sobre todo de ilustración de moda, y me está encantando. Una de las principales razones es porque estoy trabajando con dibujos hechos por mi ilustrador de moda preferido en el mundo entero.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Si eres español puede que reconozcas su trabajo de revistas como &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elle.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Elle&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elmundo.es/yodona/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yo Dona&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hoymujer.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mujer Hoy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; o &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cosmopolitan.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cosmopolitan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;, y si no eres español tal vez no le conozcas. También ha trabajado para prestigiosos diseñadores como &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.victorioylucchino.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Victorio&amp;amp;Lucchino&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chanel.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chanel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loewe.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Loewe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.custo-barcelona.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Custo Barcelona&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; o &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.robertoverino.es/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Roberto Verino&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; y enseña ilustración de moda en el &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ied.edu/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Instituto Europeo de Diseño&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hubo una exposición en Madrid el año pasado sobre sus 25 años como ilustrador pero me enteré hace unos meses así que obviamente no pude ir. Espero poder conseguir el libro de la exposición pero de momento no lo encuentro por ninguna parte.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Os dejo este video. Pero visitar &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arturoelena.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;su página web&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; o &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/images?client=safari&amp;amp;rls=en&amp;amp;q=arturo+elena&amp;amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;source=og&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;tab=wi&amp;amp;biw=1264&amp;amp;bih=611"&gt;&lt;i&gt;buscar en Google&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; para ver más trabajos suyos y decirme qué os parece.&lt;/i&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/7502353144128383383-6248565441698854266?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/6248565441698854266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=6248565441698854266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/6248565441698854266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/6248565441698854266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/02/arturo-elena.html' title='Arturo Elena'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ymTewGomkQw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-600619930136634308</id><published>2011-02-25T20:38:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-02-25T22:07:51.449Z</updated><title type='text'>It's All Right</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I know it may look like it, but no, I didn't forget about my blog. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The thing is that I'm in the middle of interviews and college work, finishing a project, adding more stuff to the previous ones and getting my final major project together. So I don't know if I'm gonna have a decent face to photograph these days. But I'll be going to Spain on my reading week in March and my brother is going to be there so I hope we can take lots and lots of pictures like we used to do ages ago.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;So bare with me while I try to find a portion of my brain available to think of something to post about. After &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/01/for-pessimist-im-pretty-optimistic.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;that depressing post&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; I've decided that I don't want to give up writing so I'm not going anywhere!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;*If you're interested in both environment and fashion check out &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/lapoubelleverte"&gt;&lt;b&gt;my friend Grace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;'s blog &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://lapoubelleverte.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;lapoubelleverte.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;. Since I started reading it I eat vegetarian most of the time, though unfortunately I can't become one because I can't live without my grandma's croquettes or a &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sukalde.es/img/fotos-gr/chuleta1.jpg"&gt;&lt;b&gt;bloody steak&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;. I'm also more aware about recycling and I'm now scared of plastic bottles (you need to watch &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://storyofstuff.org/bottledwater/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;this video&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; to know what I mean.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/threetxt-9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&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;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twotxt-21.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&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;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-37.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Pictures taken by Rochelle and myself. / Fotos sacadas por  Rochelle y yo misma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Wearing Zara sweater, Blanco shorts (originally grey, dyed at home), Zara belt, H&amp;amp;M hat, VAS boots &amp;amp; earrings from some ramdon shop in Almeria, Spain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Llevo jersery de Zara, shorts de Blanco (originalmente grises, teñidos en casa), cinturón de Zara, gorro de H&amp;amp;M, botas de VAS y pendientes de una tienda cualquiera en Almería.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Title Song : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5tPTtguga4g"&gt;It's All Right by Marlango&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aunque lo parezca, no, no me he olvidado del blog.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lo que pasa es que estoy con entrevistas para universidades y trabajos de clase, terminando un proyecto, añadiendo más cosas a los proyectos anteriores y organizando el proyecto final. Así que no sé si tendré una cara medianamente decente para fotografiar estos dias. Pero me iré a España en mi semana libre en Marzo y mi hermano estará allí así que espero que podamos sacar muchas fotos como solíamos hacer en los viejos tiempos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Así que tened paciencia conmigo mientras intento encontrar una porción de mi cerebro libre para pensar en algo que publicar. Después del &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/01/for-pessimist-im-pretty-optimistic.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;post deprimente&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; he decidido que no quiero dejar de escribir así que no me voy a ninguna parte!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Si os interesa tanto el medio ambiente como la moda tenéis que visitar el blog de &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/lapoubelleverte"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mi amiga Grace&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;a href="http://lapoubelleverte.com/"&gt;lapoubelleverte.com&lt;/a&gt;. Desde que empecé a leer su blog como comida vegetariana la mayoría de veces, aunque desafortunadamente no puedo serlo del todo porque no puedo vivir sin las croquetas de mi abuela o un &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sukalde.es/img/fotos-gr/chuleta1.jpg"&gt;&lt;i&gt;chuletón sangriento&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;. También soy más consciente de reciclar y me dan miedo las botellas de plástico (hay que ver &lt;a href="http://storyofstuff.org/bottledwater/"&gt;este video&lt;/a&gt; para saber a lo que me refiero.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-600619930136634308?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/600619930136634308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=600619930136634308&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/600619930136634308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/600619930136634308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-know-it-may-look-like-it-but-no-i.html' title='It&apos;s All Right'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_threetxt-9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-6919088298944397232</id><published>2011-02-12T20:48:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-02-12T21:21:38.547Z</updated><title type='text'>Pink Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;First I want to start thanking everyone for the comments about my last post. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;As you've seen, I didn't feel like posting for a while. I had to move all my stuff to my new (temporal) studio and I've been a bit busy with college, getting my portfolio and sketchbooks ready for  an interview, just to be told that I don't have enough fashion to study fashion design and be encouraged to not study that and continue with make up because I'm 20 years old and I "should be focusing in just one thing". &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anyway, I wanted to post a picture of me and the awesome bright pink lipstick that I wore on Friday but my friend Rochelle asked me to paint her lips too. So when I saw the photos we took of each other I couldn't post mine. Do you also have a model friend that ALWAYS looks perfect in pictures?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twotxt-20.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-36.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Lipstick shade Il Rossetto 534 by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deborahmilano.com/web/index.php"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;DEBORAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Barra de labios tono Il Rossetto 534 de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deborahmilano.com/web/index.php?lang=I"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;DEBORAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Empezar dando las gracias a todos por los comentarios en el post anterior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como habéis podido comprobar, no me apetecía escribir por un tiempo. Tuve que mudarme a mi nuevo estudio (temporalmente) y he estado un poco ocupada con las clases, preparando el portfolio y los sketchbooks para una entrevista, solo para que me dijeran que no tenía suficiente moda como para estudiar diseño de moda y me animaran a no estudiar eso y seguir con maquillaje porque tengo 20 años y "debería centrarme solo en una cosa".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En fin. Quería publicar una foto mía con los labios rosa fucsia que llevé el viernes pero mi amiga Rochelle me pidió que se los pintara a ella también. Así que cuando vi las fotos que nos habíamos sacado la una a la otra no podía publicar las mías. ¿Tenéis también una amiga modelo que SIEMPRE sale perfecta en las fotos?&lt;/i&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/7502353144128383383-6919088298944397232?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/6919088298944397232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=6919088298944397232&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/6919088298944397232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/6919088298944397232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/02/pink-friday.html' title='Pink Friday'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_twotxt-20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-1858780881556178219</id><published>2011-01-23T13:48:00.010Z</published><updated>2011-01-24T18:59:43.076Z</updated><title type='text'>For a pessimist I'm pretty optimistic</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I've been kind of lazy all these days. I can't find interesting things to write about, or even to take pictures to. I find it difficult to take pictures of myself in college, and then sometimes I think... why am I doing this?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I started this blog because I found myself doing nothing, just waiting for September to arrive to start college here in London, and also my brother encouraged me to start it to write something in English, that was the main reason. But now even I don't find it entertaining. Since I started blogging, I've been trying to find my own style, with no luck.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I start thinking, what do people want when they read a blog? Some of the ones I read tell wonderful stories or write about various things (&lt;a href="http://streetstylelondon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Street Style London&lt;/a&gt;), or maybe just a couple of paragraphs and amazing pictures (&lt;a href="http://www.parkandcube.com/"&gt;Park&amp;amp;Cube&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.thestylecrusader.org/"&gt;The Style Crusader&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then I look at mine and realize I can't write, because I have nothing to tell, and even if I had, I wouldn't know how to write it. Unfortunately, writing is not the best thing I do. And there's nothing great about my pictures, I actually don't know how to use a camera if it's not in automatic mode.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where does all this leave me? I don't know. I often end up thinking, who cares? I'm just doing this to practice my English, not to become a celebrity blogger. But then, when I see that comment box empty I feel this is useless and I start thinking all this again. It's a vicious circle.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/insignificanttxt.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Sequoia &amp;amp; Kings Canyon National Park, California, summer of 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Title: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OVm600UiQfs"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;For A Pessimist I'm Pretty Optimistic, by Paramore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;He estado un poco vaga estos días. No encuentro nada interesante de lo que hablar, ni siquiera algo a lo que sacar fotos. Me cuesta sacar fotos de mí misma en clase, y a veces pienso... por qué estoy haciendo esto?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Empecé este blog porque estaba sin hacer nada, esperando a que Septiembre llegara para empezar las clases aquí en Londres, y también porque mi hermano me animó a empezarlo para escribir algo en inglés, esa fue la principal razón. Pero ahora ni siquiera yo lo encuentro interesante. Desde que empecé he intentado encontrar mi propio estilo, pero sin suerte.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Empiezo a pensar, qué es lo que quiere la gente cuando lee un blog? Algunos de los que sigo cuentan historias o escriben sobre cosas interesantes (&lt;a href="http://streetstylelondon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Street Style London&lt;/a&gt;), o simplemente un par de párrafos y fotos increíbles (&lt;a href="http://www.parkandcube.com/"&gt;Park&amp;amp;Cube&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.thestylecrusader.org/"&gt;The Style Crusader&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Entonces miro al mío y me doy cuenta de que no puedo escribir, porque no tengo nada interesante que contar, y aunque lo tuviera, no sabría cómo escribirlo. Desafortunadamente, escribir no es mi fuerte. Y tampoco hay nada interesante sobre mis fotos, de hecho no sé cómo utilizar una cámara si no está en modo automático.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Entonces dónde me deja todo esto? No lo sé. Normalmente termino pensando, a quien le importa? Solo estoy haciendo esto para practicar mi inglés, no para ser una "celebrity blogger". Pero entonces, cuando no veo ningun comentario siento que no sirve para nada y vuelvo a empezar a pensar sobre esto. Es un círculo vicioso.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-1858780881556178219?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/1858780881556178219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=1858780881556178219&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/1858780881556178219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/1858780881556178219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/01/for-pessimist-im-pretty-optimistic.html' title='For a pessimist I&apos;m pretty optimistic'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_insignificanttxt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-5232729895478397075</id><published>2011-01-04T19:30:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-01-04T20:26:45.582Z</updated><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I know it's a bit late to write a post about New Year's Eve, but you can also see it as a post about "food I'm gonna miss while I'm in London". &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;WARNING: this post contains too many pictures about food. If you're hungry, look away.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sé que es ya un poco tarde para andar haciendo posts sobre Nochevieja, pero también podéis verlo como un post sobre "comida que voy a echar de menos mientras estoy en Londres".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;AVISO: este post contiene demasiadas fotos de comida. Si tienes hambre, mira para otro lado.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;To enjoy a decent spanish meal, you need to start by having a "vermú". Cockels, olives, razor-shells, white anchovies with vinegar... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Para disfrutar de una comida española decente, primero hay que empezar con el vermú. Berberechos, aceitunas, navajas, boquerones en vinagre... (Qué os voy a contar a vosotros)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/sixtxt-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/seventxt.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&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;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/fivetxt-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My dad made this wonderful dish that we had for NYE: mashed Rioja-style potatos with vegetables and crunchy hot chorizo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi padre hizo este impresionante plato para Nochevieja: puré de patatas a la riojana con verduritas y chorizo picante crujiente.&lt;/i&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;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twotxt-19.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then we had baked sea bass with garlic and salad with saffron vinaigrette.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Después comimos una lubina al horno con ajitos y ensalada con vinagreta de azafrán.&lt;/i&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;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-35.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The best way to end a typical spanish meal is by having a typical spanish dessert: spanish rice pudding made by my mum. And home-made tiramisu just in case you are hungry. (I'm kidding, we didn't actually have both desserts the same day)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;La mejor manera de terminar una comida típica española es comiendo un postre español: arroz con leche hecho por mamá. Y tiramisú casero por si te quedas con hambre. (Es broma, no comimos los dos postres el mismo día)&lt;/i&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;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/fourtxt-5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/tentxt.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In case you were wondering what do spanish people do to celebrate the end of the year, I'm giving you the answer. We eat 12 grapes, one for each stroke of the clock. I have to tell you that in my 20 years of living I haven't been able to finish them all in time. By the 5th I struggle.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Por si os estabais preguntando qué hacemos los españoles para celebrar el fin de año, os voy a dar la respuesta. Comemos 12 uvas, una por cada campanada. Tengo que deciros que en mis 20 años de vida no he sido capaz de terminarlas a tiempo. Por la quinta empiezo a tener problemas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/eleventxt.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We end the night by drinking champagne and eating turrón and chocolates while playing cards. Our favourite game: el Rabino. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Terminamos la noche bebiendo champán y comiendo turrón y bombones mientras jugamos a cartas. Nuestro juego preferido: el Rabino.&lt;/i&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;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/ninetxt-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/eighttxt-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&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/7502353144128383383-5232729895478397075?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/5232729895478397075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=5232729895478397075&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/5232729895478397075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/5232729895478397075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year.html' title='New Year'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_sixtxt-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-5661196733056300807</id><published>2010-12-31T17:18:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-12-31T17:43:35.706Z</updated><title type='text'>31st</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I was just about to turn on my Abba Singstar when I thought that maybe I should write my last post of 2010. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's been a good year so far. I spent the first half looking for a job, working, wanting to be fired, being fired, writing a blog to have something to write in English and being nervous about going to London. The second half was the best part. Living in London, feeling independent and capable of living on my own, getting to know so many great people, learning that my drawing skills are not bad and moving from make up to fashion design. Not bad, I think.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I hope you all have a wonderful 2011. If you're in Spain, be careful with the grapes. For the rest of you... Happy New Year!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you for reading my adventures and commenting on them. Or for just reading. Or just watching the pictures. Thank you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-34.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;INK Leather jacket, Mango trousers, H&amp;amp;M tshirt, Fosco loafers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Chaqueta de cuero de INK, pantalones de Mango, camiseta de H&amp;amp;M, mocasines de Fosco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Estaba a punto de poner el Singstar de Abba cuando he pensado que debería escribir mi último post de 2010.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ha sido un buen año. Me pasé la primera mitad buscando un trabajo, trabajando, queriendo ser despedida, siendo despedida, escribiendo un blog para tener algo que escribir en inglés y estando nerviosa por irme a Londres. La segunda mitad fue mejor. Viviendo en Londres, sintiéndome independiente y capaz de vivir sola, conociendo a gente maravillosa, aprendiendo que mis dibujos no son malos y cambiando de maquillaje a diseño de moda. No ha estado mal, creo yo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Espero que tengáis un buen 2011. Si estás en España, cuidado con las uvas. Para todos los demás... Feliz Año Nuevo! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gracias por leer mis aventuras y escribir comentarios. O por solo leer. O solo ver las fotos. Gracias. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-5661196733056300807?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/5661196733056300807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=5661196733056300807&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/5661196733056300807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/5661196733056300807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/12/31st.html' title='31st'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onetxt-34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-7032684155610065663</id><published>2010-12-28T11:58:00.008Z</published><updated>2010-12-28T13:36:25.275Z</updated><title type='text'>Basque</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I'm still in Spain, but now back home. I'm not sure if I want to go back to freezing London. Temperatures here are incredibly warm. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yesterday we were told that my uncle had an accident while he was skiing and he won't be coming for New Years Eve, so I'll be here trying to liven this up. I think we'll end up playing board games, cards or watching something on the tv about old music that my mum loves.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-33.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&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;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/fourtxt-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&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;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twotxt-18.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&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;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/threetxt-7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In case you were wondering, this man is called Olentzero, the basque Santa. Read the story &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Olentzero"&gt;&lt;b&gt;here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wearing XXL t-shirt from a souvenir shop, &lt;a href="www.zara.com"&gt;Zara&lt;/a&gt; cardigan, &lt;a href="http://www.mango.com"&gt;Mango&lt;/a&gt; boots and &lt;a href="http://www.misako.es/"&gt;Misako&lt;/a&gt; bag.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sigo en España, pero ahora estoy ya en casa. No sé si quiero volver al Londres congelado. Aquí las temperaturas son sorprendentemente templadas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ayer nos enteramos de que mi tío ha tenido un accidente mientras esquiaba así que no vendrá para Nochevieja, así que aquí estaré intentando animar esto un poco. Supongo que terminaremos jugando a juegos de mesa, a casrtas o viendo algo en la televisión sobre música carroza que le encanta a mi madre. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Por si os lo estábais preguntando, ese hombre es el Olentzero. Para leer la historia, &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Olentzero"&gt;aquí&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Llevo camiseta XXL de una tienda de souvenirs, cardigan de &lt;a href="www.zara.com"&gt;Zara&lt;/a&gt;, botas de &lt;a href="http://www.mango.com"&gt;Mango&lt;/a&gt; y bolso de &lt;a href="http://www.misako.es/"&gt;Misako&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-7032684155610065663?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/7032684155610065663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=7032684155610065663&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7032684155610065663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7032684155610065663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/12/basque.html' title='Basque'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onetxt-33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-1642062464344246448</id><published>2010-12-25T18:37:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-25T18:49:03.517Z</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Navidad</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Enjoying a few days with the family in Zaragoza, Spain. I hope you all have a wonderful time. Merry Christmas!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/threetxt-6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twotxt-17.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-32.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/fourtxt-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/fivetxt-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Disfrutando unos días en Zaragoza con la familia. Espero que lo paséis muy bien. Feliz Navidad!&lt;/i&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/7502353144128383383-1642062464344246448?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/1642062464344246448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=1642062464344246448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/1642062464344246448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/1642062464344246448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/12/feliz-navidad.html' title='Feliz Navidad'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_threetxt-6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-3761115749187107542</id><published>2010-12-22T22:49:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-08-24T11:56:22.997+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Madrid</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Have you ever been in this situation when you have everything planned and then suddenly something happens and you can't do half of what you wanted to do? Well, I got sick my second day in Spain. I spent two days in bed, and another one with a horrible headache wanting to get out of bed. On Wednesday I went to Madrid, where I met my brother and some family. And when I came back on Sunday, I realized that I should've finished my homework from college, I should've bought materials to draw, I should've sewn a few t-shirts... and the list goes on.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anyway. I didn't do much when I was in Madrid. Some window shopping with mum, eat spanish food (jamón!) and visit a couple of exhibitions at the Thyssen Museum, one of them was about Mario Testino's work. If you're in Madrid, go and see it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-31.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/threetxt-5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twotxt-16.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&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;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/fourtxt-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&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;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/fivetxt-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;All pictures were taken by my brother.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;¿No te ha pasado nunca que tienes todo planeado y de repente pasa algo y no puedes hacer ni la mitad de las cosas que habías planeado? Bueno, pues mi segundo día en España me puse enferma. Me pasé dos días metida en la cama y otro con un dolor de cabeza horroroso queriendo levantarme de la cama. El miércoles me fui a Madrid, donde vi a mi hermano y parte de la familia. Y cuando volví el Domingo me di cuenta de que tenía que haber terminado un trabajo para clase, tenía que haber comprado materiales para dibujar, tenía que haber cosido unas camisetas... y la lista continúa.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;En fin. No hice muchas cosas en Madrid. Cotillear tiendas con mi madre, comer comida española (jamón!) y visitar un par de exposiciones en el Thyssen, una de ellas sobre el trabajo de Mario Testino. Si estás en Madrid, vete a verla.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Todas las fotos fueron sacadas por mi hermano.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-3761115749187107542?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/3761115749187107542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=3761115749187107542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/3761115749187107542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/3761115749187107542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/12/madrid.html' title='Madrid'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onetxt-31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-8747116924502518275</id><published>2010-12-09T21:14:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-12-09T21:37:23.310Z</updated><title type='text'>Crossed out</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Today was my last day in London (I'm going home for Christmas tomorrow) and I was doing a bit of window shopping with my friend Irene. We went to &lt;a href="http://www.office.co.uk/"&gt;Office&lt;/a&gt; and there I found my Christmas present. I could hear them screaming my name and when I was told the price I knew it was a sign. So they followed me home. It feels so good when you cross out things on your wishlist. The worst part is that I'm not taking them to Spain with me, so I'll have to wait until January to wear them! I haven't left yet and I'm already wanting to come back!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-30.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoy era mi último día en Londres (mañana vuelvo a casa por Navidad) y he estado mirando escaparates con mi amiga Irene. Hemos entrado en &lt;a href="http://www.office.co.uk/"&gt;Office&lt;/a&gt; y allí he encontrado mi regalo de Navidad. Estaban gritando mi nombre y cuando me han dicho el precio he sabido que era una señal. Así que se han venido a casa conmigo. Sienta tan bien cuando tachas algo de la "wishlist". Lo peor es que no me las voy a llevar a España así que tendré que esperar a Enero para ponérmelas. Todavía no me he ido y ya quiero volver!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-8747116924502518275?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/8747116924502518275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=8747116924502518275&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/8747116924502518275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/8747116924502518275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/12/crossed-out.html' title='Crossed out'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onetxt-30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-229683368339056236</id><published>2010-12-04T14:19:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-12-04T15:17:07.374Z</updated><title type='text'>Drawings</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Some of the drawings I did at the &lt;a href="http://www.somersethouse.org.uk/fashion/dior/default.asp"&gt;Dior Illustrated&lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;a href="http://designmuseum.org/exhibitions/2010/2010-drawing-fashion"&gt;Drawing Fashion&lt;/a&gt; exhibitions I visited &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/11/exhibited.html"&gt;last Tuesday&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/eighttxt.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;René Gruau. Dior Illustrated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/ninetxt.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Magazine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/fivetxt.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;René Gruau. Drawing Fashion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/fourtxt-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Antonio Lopez. Drawing Fashion. (&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4138/4853109460_b4ab1abac4.jpg"&gt;Original&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/threetxt-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Antonio Lopez. Drawing Fashion. (&lt;a href="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/hs351.snc4/41780_48608382790_1841_n.jpg"&gt;Original&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twotxt-15.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;René Gruau, the first century.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-29.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Algunos de los dibujos que hice en las exposiciones &lt;a href="http://www.somersethouse.org.uk/fashion/dior/default.asp"&gt;Dior Illustrated&lt;/a&gt; y &lt;a href="http://designmuseum.org/exhibitions/2010/2010-drawing-fashion"&gt;Drawing Fashion&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/11/exhibited.html"&gt;el Martes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-229683368339056236?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/229683368339056236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=229683368339056236&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/229683368339056236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/229683368339056236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/12/drawings.html' title='Drawings'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_eighttxt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-6038206414433205818</id><published>2010-11-30T20:48:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-12-04T15:17:54.913Z</updated><title type='text'>Exhibited</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Today I visited with my college the &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.somersethouse.org.uk/fashion/dior/default.asp"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dior Illustrated&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; exhibition in &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.somersethouse.org.uk/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Somerset House&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;. What can I say? It was so inspiring. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rene_Gruau"&gt;&lt;b&gt;René Gruau&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;, the genius behind the Dior illustrations, created some of the most wonderful drawings. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;In college we're working on a project about illustration, trying to find our own style, and yesterday we started with some quick drawings, but I kind of struggled because I stopped drawing like crazy about 2 years ago, when I went to study make up, so I need to go back to it. And one of the best things about this exhibition is that you can see the original drawings and see that there are mistakes in some of them, or some parts like hands and feet are not perfect. As long as you say what you want to say, it's okay.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;After that, we had a studio booked there to work on some drawings using watercolours and then we went to the &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://designmuseum.org/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Design Museum&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; to see another exhibition, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://designmuseum.org/exhibitions/2010/2010-drawing-fashion"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drawing Fashion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I highly recommend you to visit both exhibitions, and if you're studying something related with fashion it's a must-see. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;In the end it's been a really interesting day. I've learned so much today. New artists, new techniques, new places... Oh, and I also discovered that with just a few snow flakes the city of London collapses. Chaos is what I'd call my adventure this evening in London Bridge station.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/one.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoy he visitado con mi clase la exposición &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.somersethouse.org.uk/fashion/dior/default.asp"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dior Illustrated&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; en &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.somersethouse.org.uk/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Somerset House&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;. Qué puedo decir? Ha sido tan inspirador. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rene_Gruau"&gt;&lt;i&gt;René Gruau&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;, el genio tras las ilustraciones de Dior, creó algunos de los dibujos más increíbles.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;En clase estamos trabajando en un proyecto sobre ilustración de moda, intentando encontrar nuestro propio estilo, y ayer empezamos a hacer dibujos rápidos, pero estaba un poco apurada porque dejé de dibujar como una loca hace unos 2 años, cuando fui a estudiar maquillaje, así que necesito volver a ponerme a ello. Y una de las mejores cosas de esta exposición es que puedes ver los dibujos originales y ver que algunos tienen errores, o alguna parte como las manos o los pies no son perfectas. Mientras digas lo que quieres decir, está bien.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Después de eso, teníamos un estudio reservado para trabajar en dibujos con acuarelas y más tarde hemos ido al &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://designmuseum.org/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Museo de Diseño&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; para ver otra exposición, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://designmuseum.org/exhibitions/2010/2010-drawing-fashion"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Drawing Fashion&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Son dos exposiciones muy recomendadas, y si estás estudiando algo relacionado con la moda son visitas obligadas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Al final ha sido un día interesante. He aprendido muchísimo hoy. Nuevos artistas, nuevas técnicas, nuevos lugares... Oh, y también he descubierto que con unos cuantos copos de nieve la ciudad de Londres se colapsa. Caos es lo que yo llamaría a mi aventura esta tarde en la estación de London Bridge.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&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/7502353144128383383-6038206414433205818?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/6038206414433205818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=6038206414433205818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/6038206414433205818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/6038206414433205818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/11/exhibited.html' title='Exhibited'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_one.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-2611648839271965972</id><published>2010-11-28T12:58:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-11-30T22:10:23.536Z</updated><title type='text'>Here it is</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I think I kept you waiting for too long to show you my new hair. Just take into account what I said in the post below: at 4.30 pm is dark and I look like a vampire.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-27.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&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&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know I look like a cross between &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://optikoblik.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/calimero1.gif"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Calimero&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; and &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fotogramas.es/var/ezflow_site/storage/images/media/imagenes/fotomaton/bimba-bose/bimba-bose-2/3594711-1-esl-ES/bimba-bose-2_galeriaBig.jpg"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bimba Bosé&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; (don't get me wrong, I love her!), but I kind of like it. I'm still getting used to it, trying to style it and all that. The worst part is the cold. It looks "long" but believe me, it's very short in the back and when it's windy I freeze.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh, and maybe you can see that in the second picture I'm wearing the nail polish I bought in Topshop. My new favourite!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-28.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Creo que os he hecho esperar demasiado tiempo para enseñaros mi nuevo peinado. Solo tener en cuenta lo que dije en el post anterior: a las 4.30 pm está oscuro y parezco un vampiro.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ya sé que soy una mezcla de &lt;a href="http://optikoblik.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/calimero1.gif"&gt;Calimero&lt;/a&gt; y &lt;a href="http://www.fotogramas.es/var/ezflow_site/storage/images/media/imagenes/fotomaton/bimba-bose/bimba-bose-2/3594711-1-esl-ES/bimba-bose-2_galeriaBig.jpg"&gt;Bimba Bosé&lt;/a&gt; (no va a mal, la adoro!) , pero como que me gusta. Todavía estoy acostumbrándome, intentando peinarlo y todo eso. La peor parte es el frío. Parece que está "largo" pero creedme, la parte de atrás está muy corta y cuando hace viento me congelo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh, y puede que veais que en la segunda foto llevo la nueva laca de uñas que compré en Topshop. Mi nuevo favorito!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-2611648839271965972?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/2611648839271965972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=2611648839271965972&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/2611648839271965972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/2611648839271965972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/11/here-it-is.html' title='Here it is'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onetxt-27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-3909976046546879660</id><published>2010-11-20T12:59:00.008Z</published><updated>2010-11-21T20:20:16.864Z</updated><title type='text'>Rio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I hate this weather. Not only because when I go home after college is already dark, but because I can't take proper photos with no light! I really need a few lessons to learn how to use my camera and stop using the automatic mode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, last week I had my hair cut. It was Friday. And then, on Tuesday I had another haircut. As a result, I have almost no hair. But thanks to this wonderful weather, I can't take pictures where I don't look like a Cullen (for those non-Twilight people, a vampire). So you'll have to wait until my friend Irene and the weather decide to let me be decent in the pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second day I had my hair cut I went to Topshop and I couldn't stop myself from buying one of their lipsticks, Rio Rio, a bright red shade that I wanted, and a nail polish. I wore my lipstick the other day and I'm very happy with it. I've been buying MAC's lipstick for some time now but they dry my lips so much that I can't wear them anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another great thing that I did a few days ago was visiting the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SsC3ycBkjr8"&gt;30 years of Japanese Fashion exhibition&lt;/a&gt; with my college. The only thing I can say is that it is mind-blowing. How do they do it? &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_u2DL3CUJsw"&gt;Issey Miyake's 132 5&lt;/a&gt; was my favourite part. Only a genius can do that. If you haven't been there yet, don't even think about it. Just go. (&lt;a href="http://www.barbican.org.uk/artgallery/event-detail.asp?ID=10771"&gt;More info here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twotxt-14.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Odio este tiempo. No solo porque cuando salgo de clase ya es de noche, sino porque no puedo sacar fotos decentes sin luz! Necesito alguna lección de cómo utilizar la cámara y dejar de usar el modo automático.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;La semana pasada me cortaron el pelo. El viernes. Y después, el martes, me lo volvieron a cortar. Como resultado casi no tengo pelo. Pero gracias a este maravilloso tiempo, no puedo sacarme fotos sin parecer una Cullen (para los anti-Crepúsculo, un vampiro). Así que tendréis que esperar a que mi amiga Irene y el tiempo decidan dejarme salir decente en las fotos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;El segundo día que me cortaron el pelo fui a Topshop y no pude evitar comprarme una de sus barras de labios, Rio Rio, un rojo fuerte que estaba buscando, y una laca de uñas. Lléve la barra de labios el otro día y estoy muy contenta con ella. Llevo ya un tiempo comprándome las barras de MAC, pero me secan mucho los labios así que ya no puedo llevarlas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Otra cosa que hice hace unos días es visitar la exhibición de &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SsC3ycBkjr8"&gt;&lt;i&gt;30 años de Moda Japonesa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; con mi clase. La única cosa que puedo decir es alucinante. ¿Cómo lo hacen? Mi parte preferida fue el &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_u2DL3CUJsw"&gt;&lt;i&gt;132 5 de Issey Miyake&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;. Solo un genio puede hacer eso. Si todavía no la habéis visitado, ni os lo penséis. Simplemente id. (&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.barbican.org.uk/artgallery/event-detail.asp?ID=10771"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Más información aquí&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-3909976046546879660?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/3909976046546879660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=3909976046546879660&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/3909976046546879660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/3909976046546879660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/11/rio.html' title='Rio'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_twotxt-14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-3230810698871296214</id><published>2010-11-07T22:59:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:35:10.348Z</updated><title type='text'>Bun Bun Bun</title><content type='html'>This is the &lt;i&gt;friendship scarf&lt;/i&gt;, that's how I call it. My friend Irene gave it to me because I was missing my &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/05/mr-sebastian.html"&gt;long orange scarf&lt;/a&gt;. Isn't she cute?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been all weekend at home, watching Glee for the first time and the amazing Carey Mulligan in An Education, and editing some pictures for my sketchbook and project for college.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you all had a wonderful weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-26.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twotxt-13.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Esta es la bufanda de la amistad, así es como yo la llamo. Mi amiga Irene me la dio porque echaba mucho de menos &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/05/mr-sebastian.html"&gt;mi bufanda naranja&lt;/a&gt;. No es una monada?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;He estado todo el fin de semana en casa, viendo Glee por primera vez y a la increíble Carey Mulligan en An Education, y editando fotos para el sketchbook y el proyecto para clase.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Espero que hayas pasado un buen fin de semana!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-3230810698871296214?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/3230810698871296214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=3230810698871296214&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/3230810698871296214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/3230810698871296214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/11/bun-bun-bun.html' title='Bun Bun Bun'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onetxt-26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-460560495132506118</id><published>2010-11-04T22:15:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-11-05T19:14:57.909Z</updated><title type='text'>Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it's been a long time, I am a lazy girl. I just wanted to tell you don't worry, I'm alive, doing well, enjoying college and looking for a studio to live in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I went to Marble Arch with my class to take some pictures of statues and things like that and then we went back to class to draw a jacket we had to buy in a charity shop. I really don't know how I manage to always get the most difficult things to draw. So many details, different patterns...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, today it was so warm that I decided to take my Zara military jacket out. I wore it with a Primark skirt and Zara top and boots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-25.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and here is my friend Irene. Making fun of me posing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twotxt-12.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ya sé que ha pasado mucho tiempo, soy un poco vaga. Solo quería deciros que no os preocupeis, estoy viva, bien, disfrutando las clases y buscando un estudio para vivir.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoy he estado en Marble Arch con mi clase sacando fotos a estatuas y esas cosas y después hemos vuelto a clase a dibujar una chaqueta que tuvimos que comprar en una tienda de segunda mano. No sé cómo consigo coger siempre las cosas más difíciles de dibujar. Tantos detalles, diferentes estampados...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;En fin, hoy ha hecho calor así que he decidido sacar a pasear mi chaqueta militar de Zara. Con una falda de Primark y camiseta y botas de Zara.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh, y esa es mi amiga Irene. Burlándose de mi.&lt;/i&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/7502353144128383383-460560495132506118?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/460560495132506118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=460560495132506118&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/460560495132506118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/460560495132506118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/11/out.html' title='Out'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onetxt-25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-7311177309152426051</id><published>2010-10-15T22:18:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T15:18:40.629Z</updated><title type='text'>Walking On Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Picture taken yesterday when I went to Somerset House with my college to visit &lt;a href="http://www.somersethouse.org.uk/fashion/1285.asp"&gt;Matthew Williamson's exhibition&lt;/a&gt;. I was kind of down when I got there and found out that the exhibition was just about pictures, I don't know why I was expecting a few dresses. But I really loved the bookshop. So many great books, I found a few that &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Backstage-Dior-Roxanne-Lowit/dp/3832793461"&gt;I want&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, it was a great day. Just before Somerset House we went to the Hunterian Museum, in the Royal College of Surgeons of England, just to see some interesting and disturbing things, most of them in jars (Any ideas?). I'd like to take my brother there, he would pass out just looking at the first jar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow I'm going to Portobello to try to find a cosy knit jumper because &lt;b&gt;it's so cold&lt;/b&gt;! And hopefully I'll find a jacket in a charity shop that I need for a project so... wish me luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm wearing a very studded outfit: Studded leggings and boots from Zara, polka dot tshirt from H&amp;amp;M, studded leather jacket from a shop in Canterbury and studded bag from Friday's Project. Just in case you didn't already know, I love studs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-24.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Foto sacada ayer cuando fui a Somerset House con mi clase a visitar la &lt;a href="http://www.somersethouse.org.uk/fashion/1285.asp"&gt;exposición de Matthew Williamson&lt;/a&gt;. Me decepcionó un poco llegar allí y encontrar solo fotos, no sé por qué esperaba encontrar algún vestido. Pero me encantó la tienda de libros. Encontré unos cuantos &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Backstage-Dior-Roxanne-Lowit/dp/3832793461"&gt;&lt;i&gt;que quiero&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;En fin, que fue un gran día. Justo antes de Somerset House fuimos al Hunterian Museum, en la universidad de cirujanos, para ver ciertas cosas interesantes e inquietantes en tarros (¿os hacéis una idea?). Me encantaría llevar allí a mi hermano, se desmayaría solo viendo el primer tarro.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mañana iré a Portobello a intentar encontrar un jersey de punto calentito porque &lt;b&gt;hace un frío&lt;/b&gt;! Y con algo de suerte encontraré una chaqueta en alguna charity shop que necesito para un proyecto así que... deseadme suerte.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Llevo un conjunto muy "tachuelado": leggings con tachuelas de Zara, camiseta de lunares de H&amp;amp;M, cazadora de cuero con tachuelas de una tienda en Canterbury y bolso con tachuelas de Friday's Project. Por si todavía no lo sabíais, me encantan las tachuelas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-7311177309152426051?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/7311177309152426051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=7311177309152426051&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7311177309152426051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7311177309152426051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/10/walking-on-water.html' title='Walking On Water'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onetxt-24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-6414616534593419068</id><published>2010-10-12T23:06:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T19:19:58.873+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Speechless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;They say that when you have nothing interesting to say, you shouldn't say anything. I'd really love to have something to talk about, and that's why I don't consider myself a blogger; I'm just a girl trying to write something in English. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wearing Lois cut off shorts, Mango dress/tshirt, Zara boots and cardigan, Vie Ta Vie long vest and Primark socks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ignore my face. Just... ignore it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twotxt-11.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dicen que cuando no tienes nada interesante que decir, no hables. Me encantaría tener algo de lo que hablar, y por eso no me considero una "blogger"; solo soy una chica intentando escribir algo en inglés.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Llevo shorts cortados de Lois, vestido/camiseta de Mango, botas y chaqueta de Zara, chaleco largo de Vie Ta Vie y calcetines de Primark.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ignorar mi cara. Simplemente... ignorarla.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-6414616534593419068?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/6414616534593419068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=6414616534593419068&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/6414616534593419068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/6414616534593419068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/10/speechless_12.html' title='Speechless'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_twotxt-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-9141809997045417399</id><published>2010-10-07T21:53:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T22:48:19.487+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kew</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-23.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today looking for inspiration at Kew Gardens: Photograph everything, try to draw something and take pictures of ourselves jumping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twotxt-10.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wearing jumper from Sfera, jeans, knit jacket and boots from Zara, bag and scarf, unknown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hoy buscando inspiración en Kew Gardens: Sacar fotos de todo, intentar dibujar algo y hacernos fotos saltando. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Llevo jersey de Sfera, pantalones, chaqueta de punto y botas de Zara, bolso y bufanda, desconocido. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-9141809997045417399?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/9141809997045417399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=9141809997045417399&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/9141809997045417399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/9141809997045417399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/10/kew.html' title='Kew'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onetxt-23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-6987835546884387692</id><published>2010-10-02T16:30:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T19:34:08.014+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you seen this girl?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Help! If you've seen this girl in a blog please tell me where. I was going with Irene to the V&amp;amp;A when a girl stopped her to take her picture for a blog but we forgot to ask her the name!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-22.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I know I'm a very bad blogger, but I'm still settling down and getting used to college and all this craziness. I'll try to post more often, I promise)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Irene is wearing shirt from Primark, jackets from Zara, Bershka white top, Zara trousers, brogues from Urban Outfitters and Longchamp bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ayuda! Si alguien ha visto a esta chica en algún blog por favor decírmelo. Irene y yo estábamos yendo hacia el V&amp;amp;A cuando una chica le ha parado para sacarle una foto para su blog pero se nos ha olvidado preguntarle el nombre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sé que estoy siendo muy mala blogger estos días, pero aún estoy asentándome y acostumbrándome a las clases y toda esa locura. Intentaré escribir posts más a menudo, lo prometo)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Irene lleva camisa de Primark, chaquetas de Zara, top blanco de Bershka, pantalones de Zara, brogues de Urban Outfitters y bolso de Longchamp.&lt;/i&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/7502353144128383383-6987835546884387692?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/6987835546884387692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=6987835546884387692&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/6987835546884387692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/6987835546884387692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/10/have-you-seen-this-girl.html' title='Have you seen this girl?'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onetxt-22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-2738969209640668557</id><published>2010-09-25T18:34:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T18:55:03.049+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Met the Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A really quick post to liven this up. I just got back from an afternoon with the wonderful Jackie from &lt;a href="http://www.platformprincess.com/"&gt;Platform Princess&lt;/a&gt;. After being rescued from Baker Street (I couldn't get where we had to meet because the lines were closed) we've been around Portobello market and then we've had coffee in Starbucks. It's been so great to finally meet her (her blog is one of my favourites) and hopefully we'll soon meet again. Thanks for everthing, Jackie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other hand, I left my camera at home, so I'm sorry, I have no pictures from this afternoon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-21.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Un rapidísimo post para avivar esto. Acabo de volver de estar con la maravillosa Jackie de &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.platformprincess.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Platform Princess&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;. Tras rescatarme de Baker Street (las líneas de metro para ir a donde habíamos quedado estaban cerradas) hemos echado un vistazo por el mercadillo de Portobello y después nos hemos tomado un café de Starbucks. Ha sido genial conocerla por fin (lleva uno de mis blogs preferidos) y con un poco de suerte podremos volver a vernos pronto. Muchísimas gracias por todo, Jackie!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Por otra parte, me he dejado la cámara en casa, así que lo siento, no hay fotos de esta tarde! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-2738969209640668557?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/2738969209640668557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=2738969209640668557&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/2738969209640668557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/2738969209640668557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/09/met-princess.html' title='Met the Princess'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onetxt-21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-4011272349655128114</id><published>2010-09-22T20:19:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T11:29:06.089+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you or Don't you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was just looking at pictures on the internet when I suddenly found myself visiting wedding gown web pages. I remember when I was in make up school I had to do a wedding make up study and I had to choose a dress too and, even though I sketched it myself, I looked for inspiration in different websites just to have an idea of how to present it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ended up deciding that, if I get married some day and I have enough money, my wedding dress will be by &lt;a href="http://www.rosaclara.es/en"&gt;Rosa Clará&lt;/a&gt;. I don't know if you've heard of this brand, but it is worth visiting their site (no matter if you're married, single, planning your wedding or sure you won't ever tie the knot). I do enter every few weeks and, although I've seen the collections nearly 100 times, I don't get tired of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never thought that I would end up writing a post about wedding dresses, but it's just that I love weddings so much, and I haven't even been to that many (and in the few that I attended I was still that kid too embarrassed to dance).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow. Talking about wedding gowns, take a look at the one that Dita Von Teese wore to marry Marilyn Manson. The gown is outstanding (by Vivienne Westwood) but it's not the one I would wear to get married. I'm not a fan of white colour for a daily outfit (I don't know why but I always get dirty) but that day I will make an excepcion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/ditawestwood.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Estaba mirando fotos por internet cuando de repente me he encontrado visitando páginas de vestidos de novia. Recuerdo que cuando en la escuela de maquillaje tuve que hacer mi trabajo de maquillaje de novia, tenía que elegir también un vestido y, aunque lo dibujé yo misma, busqué inspiración en diferentes webs para hacerme una idea de cómo presentar el trabajo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Terminé decidiendo que, si algún día llega el momento de casarme y tengo el dinero suficiente, mi vestido será de &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rosaclara.es/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rosa Clará&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;. No sé si conocéis esta firma, pero merece la pena echarle un vistazo (estés casada, soltera, planeando casarte o decidida a no hacerlo nunca). Yo entro de vez en cuando y ya he visto las colecciones unas 100 veces pero no me canso. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nunca pensé que terminaría escribiendo un post sobre vestidos de novia, pero la verdad es que las bodas me encantan, y eso que no he ido a muchas (y en las pocas que he estado todavía era la niña a la que le da vergüenza salir a bailar)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;En fin. Para vestidos de novia el que llevó Dita Von Teese en su boda con Marilyn Manson. El vestido me parece espectacular (es de Vivienne Westwood) pero no es el que yo llevaría en mi boda. No soy muy fanática del color blanco para diario (no sé por qué, pero siempre termino manchándome) pero ese día haré una excepción. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-4011272349655128114?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/4011272349655128114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=4011272349655128114&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/4011272349655128114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/4011272349655128114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/09/do-you-or-dont-you.html' title='Do you or Don&apos;t you?'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_ditawestwood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-3229202926185031704</id><published>2010-09-19T15:02:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T00:23:43.483+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishlist</title><content type='html'>Today I’ve been searching things I’ll never have on the internet and I’ve made a wishlist. It’s useless, but just in case someone reads it (cough, cough) and starts thinking about my Christmas present, birthday… You’ll be sure you got it right.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.Yogurt eye shadow from &lt;a href="http://www.maccosmetics.com/"&gt;MAC&lt;/a&gt;. I’ve been quite a long time wearing nudes, beiges and coppers, so this light pink or this one called &lt;a href="http://images.meetb.com/product/large/13913225.jpg"&gt;Shale&lt;/a&gt; would be great. Besides, with greenish eyes they’d look perfect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.Golden (pvc, latex or leather, if possible) pants. Actually &lt;a href="http://balmainjacketonsale.com/images/Womens-Balmain-Trousers/Balmain-GOLDEN-BIKER-JEANS-16.jpg"&gt;these by Balmain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mrsh.se/?contentpage=showproduct&amp;amp;kategori=79&amp;amp;id=4172#"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;are the ones I like (I couldn’t download that picture, I’m inept, I’m sorry). I wouldn’t mind if they were &lt;a href="http://www.scrapbookingtheworld.com/shop/images/BZ302005.jpg"&gt;blue&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.decorunion.eu/public/articoli/zoom/126_color%20verde.jpg"&gt;green&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.vpacheco.com/lonas/pvc/archivos_pvc/amarillo.jpg"&gt;yellow&lt;/a&gt; instead.&lt;br /&gt;3.Black backpack. I’ve been seeing this alternative lately. This one is from Topshop and I love it because you can use it as a bag or as a backpack.&lt;br /&gt;4.Ponchos. I remember the day my mom bought one a few years ago and I didn’t like them, but now I’m still waiting for her to give hers to me!&lt;br /&gt;5.Black Uggs. This is probably the only thing that I’ll end up buying because the two pairs I share with my mom are in Spain.&lt;br /&gt;6.Red/Orange lipstick. Even though I really love MAC, their lipsticks are too matte and they dry my lips a lot. That’s why I’d love to try another brand. This one is &lt;a href="http://www.narscosmetics.co.uk/color/lips/lipstick.html"&gt;Love Devotion by NARS&lt;/a&gt;. I wouldn’t mind to try the &lt;a href="http://www.narscosmetics.co.uk/color/lips/velvet-matte-lip-pencil.html"&gt;Lip Pencil&lt;/a&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;7.Leopard-printed All Stars. Lately I want everything leopard-printed (a scarf and some trousers are also on my list). I really hope these beauties are part of my collection soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/wishlist.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoy me he puesto a buscar cosas que sé que nunca tendré por internet y he decidido hacer una lista. No tiene mucha utilidad, pero por si alguien lo ve (ejem ejem) y decide ir pensando en el regalo de Navidad, cumpleaños... Así sabréis que vais a acertar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. Sombra de &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.maccosmetics.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;MAC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; Yogurt. Ya llevo demasiado con los tonos tierra, beiges y cobres, así que un rosa palo o este otro llamado &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.meetb.com/product/large/13913225.jpg"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shale&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; me vendrían genial. Además, con los ojos verdosos quedan perfectos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. Pantalones (a poder ser de pvc, látex o cuero) dorados. En realidad los que me gustan son &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://balmainjacketonsale.com/images/Womens-Balmain-Trousers/Balmain-GOLDEN-BIKER-JEANS-16.jpg"&gt;estos de Balmain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; (no he podido coger la foto, soy inepta, lo siento). Tampoco me importaría que fueran &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scrapbookingtheworld.com/shop/images/BZ302005.jpg"&gt;&lt;i&gt;azules&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.decorunion.eu/public/articoli/zoom/126_color%20verde.jpg"&gt;&lt;i&gt;verdes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; o &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vpacheco.com/lonas/pvc/archivos_pvc/amarillo.jpg"&gt;&lt;i&gt;amarillos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;3.Mochila negra. Es una alternativa al bolso que se está viendo mucho últimamente. Esta es de Topshop y me encanta porque puedes utilizarla como bolso y como mochila.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;4.Ponchos. Me acuerdo que cuando mi madre se compró uno hace muchos años no me gustaban nada, pero ahora solo quiero que decida dármelo a mí!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;5.Uggs negras. Esto es probablemente lo único que terminaré comprándome ya que los dos pares que comparto con mi madre se han quedado en España en casa. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;6.Barra de labios roja-anaranjada. A pesar de todo lo que me gusta MAC, sus barras de labios resultan excesivamente mates y me resecan muchísimo los labios. Por eso me gustaría probar alguna otra. Esta es Love Devotion de &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.narscosmetics.co.uk/color/lips/lipstick.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;NARS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;. Aunque tampoco me importaría que fuera en &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.narscosmetics.co.uk/color/lips/velvet-matte-lip-pencil.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;lápiz&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;7.Converse All Star con estampado de leopardo. Últimamente me apetece tener todo de leopardo (una bufanda y unos pantalones también entran en mi lista). Espero que pronto estas preciosidades formen parte de mi colección.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-3229202926185031704?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/3229202926185031704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=3229202926185031704&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/3229202926185031704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/3229202926185031704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/09/wishlist.html' title='Wishlist'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_wishlist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-6948404572988278118</id><published>2010-09-17T17:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T18:38:39.273+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My London Fashion Week Report #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I woke up this morning and decided to go out. (These days I have absolutely nothing to do and no one to spend my time with, that's why it is hard to decide to stay in or go out). After being walking around I went to a shop in Covent Garden to buy a sharpener and a pencil case. When I left I started walking with no specific destination, until I had to open my map to find where I was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing is that when I realized that there were a lot of fashionistas in the street, someone offered me a free magazine and everyone had an accreditation. I continued looking at my map trying to find the name of the street I just had seen on a wall and I went past this place full of more people with accreditation. I continued until I stopped and look for the street. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's it. Now I know where Somerset House is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twotxt-8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me he levantado esta mañana y he decidido salir a la calle. (No tengo nada que hacer ni nadie con quien estar, por eso es difícil decidir si quedarme en casa o salir). Así que después de dar vueltas, he entrado a una tienda de Covent Garden a comprarme un sacapuntas y un estuche. Cuando he salido de allí he empezado a andar sin un destino fijo, hasta que ha llegado un punto en el que he tenido que abrir mi mapa para encontrarme. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;La cuestión es que cuando me he dado cuenta de que había muchas fashionistas por la calle, me han empezado a ofrecer una revista gratis y había gente con acreditación. He seguido mirando el mapa buscando el nombre de la calle que acababa de ver y he pasado por un sitio lleno de más gente con acreditación. He seguido un poco más hasta pararme y buscar la calle. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ya está. Ya sé dónde está Somerset House. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-6948404572988278118?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/6948404572988278118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=6948404572988278118&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/6948404572988278118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/6948404572988278118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-london-fashion-week-report-1.html' title='My London Fashion Week Report #1'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_twotxt-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-7588652597311826467</id><published>2010-09-15T16:16:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T16:20:28.731+01:00</updated><title type='text'>First V&amp;A visit</title><content type='html'>The other day I went to the &lt;a href="http://www.vam.ac.uk/index.html"&gt;V&amp;amp;A&lt;/a&gt; with my parents to see the exhibition of the &lt;a href="http://www.vam.ac.uk/collections/paintings/features/raphael/sistine-tapestries/index.html"&gt;Cartoons and Tapestries of the Sixtine Chapel by Raphael&lt;/a&gt;, and we ended up going to the &lt;a href="http://www.vam.ac.uk/collections/fashion/galleries/40/fashion_highlights/index.html"&gt;Fashion Gallery, Room 40&lt;/a&gt; with the highlights from the V&amp;amp;A's fashion collection. I thought it was amazing, I would've spent my day in that room. &lt;a href="http://collections.vam.ac.uk/item/O130882/state-evening-ensemble-the-elvis-dress/"&gt;Catherine Walker's dress for Princess Diana&lt;/a&gt; was one of our favourites, though the most remarkable for me was the one by &lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3293/3468240835_35b3c3fa10.jpg"&gt;Lacroix&lt;/a&gt; (I wonder how does it feel wearing a piece of art like that one). I also liked &lt;a href="http://collections.vam.ac.uk/item/O83557/evening-coat/"&gt;Bruce Oldfield's white coat&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://collections.vam.ac.uk/item/O117701/day-dress-and/"&gt;this 1885's day dress&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://collections.vam.ac.uk/item/O75435/evening-dress/"&gt;this fuchsia dress&lt;/a&gt;. I really loved the exhibition and it was a shame we didn't see the one about &lt;a href="http://www.vam.ac.uk/collections/fashion/gracekelly/index.html"&gt;Grace Kelly&lt;/a&gt;. I bought a couple of books and later I went to their website just to see that amount of displays they have. I don't like going to these places alone, but maybe some day I go there to educate myself, or that's what my dad tells me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/08/countdown.html"&gt;a long time ago&lt;/a&gt; I told you I was going to see the Balenciaga exhibition in Bilbao. I didn't post about it because I was very disappointed, and they wouldn't let me take pictures anyway. The display consisted of finding groups of 4 or 5 outfits in the corridors, between the different rooms and the only information given was the materials used. All the outfits were outstandingly beautiful, of course, and just because of that it was worth the visit. Maybe my expectations were too high, but the truth is that I had imagined something else. In any case I don't regret the visit, since I got out with Christian Dior's autobiography and a book about Balenciaga by Lesley Miller, who happens to be the Senior Curator of Textiles in the Furniture, Textiles and Fashion Department at the V&amp;amp;A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/llltxt.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El otro día fui al &lt;a href="http://www.vam.ac.uk/your_visit/other_languages/spanish/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;V&amp;amp;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; (Victoria and Albert Museum) con mis padres a ver la exposición de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vam.ac.uk/collections/paintings/features/raphael/sistine-tapestries/index.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;tapices y cuadros de Rafael de la Capilla Sixtina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, y terminamos entrando en la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vam.ac.uk/collections/fashion/galleries/40/fashion_highlights/index.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Fashion Gallery, Room 40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; con lo más destacado de la colección de moda del museo. Me pareció impresionante, me hubiese quedado en esa habitación todo el día. El &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://collections.vam.ac.uk/item/O130882/state-evening-ensemble-the-elvis-dress/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;vestido de Catherine Walker para Diana de Gales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; fue uno de nuestros preferidos, aunque para mí el más alucinante fue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3293/3468240835_35b3c3fa10.jpg"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;el de Lacroix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. (Me pregunto qué se siente llevando una obra de arte como esa) El &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://collections.vam.ac.uk/item/O83557/evening-coat/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;abrigo blanco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; de Bruce Oldfield, este &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://collections.vam.ac.uk/item/O117701/day-dress-and/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;vestido de 1885&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://collections.vam.ac.uk/item/O75435/evening-dress/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;este fucsia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; fueron otros de los que más me gustaron. La exposición me encantó y fue una pena no haber entrado a la de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vam.ac.uk/collections/fashion/gracekelly/index.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Grace Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. Me compré varios libros en la tienda y, cuando entré en su página web, vi la cantidad de exposiciones que hay. No me gusta mucho ir a sitios sola, pero algún día tal vez me pase por allí, a ver si me "culturizo", como dice mi padre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/08/countdown.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;hace ya un tiempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; comenté que iba a ver una exposición de Balenciaga en Bilbao. No hice ningun post sobre ella porque salí bastante decepcionada y tampoco me dejaron hacer fotos. La exposición consistía en ir por el museo, encontrar grupos de 4 o 5 vestidos entre las diferentes salas y la única información que daban era los materiales utilizados. Los vestidos eran espectaculares, por supuesto, y solo por eso mereció la pena ir a verla. Tal vez mis expectativas eran demasiado altas, pero la verdad es que me esperaba algo más. De todas formas la visita fue fructífera ya que salí de allí con la autobiografía de Christian Dior y un libro sobre Balenciaga escrito por Lesley Miller, que da la casualidad de que es la Conservadora jefe del Departamento de Mobiliario, Textiles y Moda del V&amp;amp;A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-7588652597311826467?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/7588652597311826467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=7588652597311826467&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7588652597311826467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7588652597311826467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-v-visit_15.html' title='First V&amp;A visit'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_llltxt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-8632852411532503168</id><published>2010-08-30T23:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T13:03:53.856+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Has Come</title><content type='html'>I really can't believe how fast time has gone by. I feel like it was yesterday when I received the acceptance letter that made this all happen.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't be around posting at least until 12th September; I'll be on holiday with my parents visiting some cities near London.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here it goes, my last post from Spain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-19.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mango dress and boots I bought the other day (I don't know who made them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to sleep in my bed for the last time in a few months. See you soon. xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-8632852411532503168?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/8632852411532503168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=8632852411532503168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/8632852411532503168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/8632852411532503168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/08/time-has-come.html' title='Time Has Come'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onetxt-19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-2279618386220143239</id><published>2010-08-28T00:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T01:28:25.494+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Packing</title><content type='html'>As you may already know, I'm packing all my belongings, that's why I can't post as I always do. All you can find in my head right now are clothes. Today I placed everything I'm taking inside my suitcases and it turns out I have so many things. I have a lot of old clothes that I use to go to the beach, stay at home and things like that, but now that the essential is in the bags, my wardrobe is still full. (Well, there are a few things that I &lt;i&gt;can't&lt;/i&gt; bring, and when I say &lt;i&gt;can't&lt;/i&gt; I mean &lt;i&gt;they don't fit in&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of you asked where I was going; I'm packing because I'll be leaving for London next Wednesday as I will be starting my Foundation Diploma in Fashion Design next month. Hopefully I will be living there for at least a year, something I've dreamed since I was a child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-18.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can't believe it's already Friday (night). [PANIC ATTACK]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-2279618386220143239?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/2279618386220143239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=2279618386220143239&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/2279618386220143239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/2279618386220143239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/08/still-packing.html' title='Still Packing'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onetxt-18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-665155089459991369</id><published>2010-08-24T09:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T13:36:38.357+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown</title><content type='html'>Stressed, nervous, excited, scared, sad. That's how I'm feeling right now. I see those three big suitcases in my bedroom floor and this mix of feelings starts to hit me all at the same time. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still have a few things to do before I leave (most important, finish my portfolio) but sometimes I feel like there are too many, and I start getting nervous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-17.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, in a few hours I will be going to Bilbao with my parents to see an exhibition about Balenciaga. Really excited about that. I just can't leave if I haven't seen it. I will tell you all about it, but you can check the website &lt;a href="http://www.museobilbao.com/in/exposiciones/balenciaga-designing-the-limits-150"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I should go back to stare at my suitcases.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-665155089459991369?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/665155089459991369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=665155089459991369&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/665155089459991369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/665155089459991369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/08/countdown.html' title='Countdown'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onetxt-17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-1943905534738446352</id><published>2010-08-20T19:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T23:50:59.883+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Carrott Line</title><content type='html'>It's been so long since I said that my new design was finished. The thing is that every time I looked at it, I saw that it didn't work out. I finally made some changes and here it is.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/threetxt-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I was 13 years old when I got Hilary Duff's very first cd, &lt;i&gt;Metamorphosis&lt;/i&gt;, and there was a picture of her wearing this &lt;a href="http://usemycomputer.com/indeximages/women/Hillary.Duff/HilaryDuff-Metamorphosis-012.jpg"&gt;black t-shirt with ribbons&lt;/a&gt; and I've been wanting that t-shirt forever. 7 years after that, I have my multicolored ribbon t-shirt designed and made by me. (Grandma helped, but just a little)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-16.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being as pale as I am it may be difficult to believe that I live near the beach. And I know these are not the best shots I could give you but I have to go now, I have a pizza in the oven!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing my t-shirt with a Primark skirt and Zara sandals.&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/7502353144128383383-1943905534738446352?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/1943905534738446352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=1943905534738446352&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/1943905534738446352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/1943905534738446352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/08/carrott-line.html' title='Carrott Line'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_threetxt-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-3767854358668495543</id><published>2010-08-18T09:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T10:00:28.121+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pass or Fail?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever seen a shirt, a skirt or a pair of jeans that you know won't fit you very well but you feel the need to own? Well, one day I was with my mum in Mango and there was a mannequin wearing some huge wide leg trousers. As always, my mum told me that I should try them on, and so I did.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-15.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As soon as I saw myself in the mirror I remembered when I was 4 years old and my mum had this pants with super wide leg that sometimes looked like a long skirt. Maybe nostalgia was the reason I got them, because I wasn't very sure at that moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twotxt-7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love them now, you can't imagine how much, even though I know they're not the best for me. I just hate the fact that they were just ironed and when I got off the car they looked like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Worn with a Stradivarius top and Zara belt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, what's your "it doesn't look very good on me but I love it anyways" item? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;** Saskia from &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://notjustmedical.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not Just Medical&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; is hosting her very first giveaway! Go to her blog and enter to win &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://notjustmedical.wordpress.com/2010/08/17/giveaway-rare-lace-dress/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; gorgeous &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rarefashion.co.uk/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rare&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; lace dress! Go, go, go!&lt;/i&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/7502353144128383383-3767854358668495543?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/3767854358668495543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=3767854358668495543&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/3767854358668495543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/3767854358668495543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/08/pass-or-fail.html' title='Pass or Fail?'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onetxt-15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-786408808736988335</id><published>2010-08-15T22:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T23:23:23.569+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tropical</title><content type='html'>Well, I think that "add colours to your wardrobe" thing I was trying to accomplish is officially over. With the arrival of my new striped turquoise t-shirt I have all the colours in the rainbow, so that's it. Pink, blue, green, nude, white, grey and, of course, black. (Red, Yellow and Orange have no space in my t-shirt department). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-14.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sadly there's not much more to say today, so I think I should leave you with my pose. I realized that I do this so much when someone is taking my picture, just look at the photo in the post below. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wearing my Mango t-shirt with a skirt bought somewhere in Mallorca 4 or 5 years ago, Harrods cardigan, Friday's Porject bag and Be Sweet brogues. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-786408808736988335?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/786408808736988335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=786408808736988335&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/786408808736988335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/786408808736988335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/08/tropical.html' title='Tropical'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onetxt-14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-7416426090057207263</id><published>2010-08-13T14:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T08:47:16.892+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What a loafer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was the perfect day to step out of my house wearing my new loafers. I've never been into loafers or brogues, I've never wanted to buy them. I'm not a vintage kind of girl, but more like a rocky dark leather lover. But I think my style is slowly evolving into a more girly floral look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few weeks ago I bought &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/07/fresh.html"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; awesome brogues that I sadly haven't worn very much (yeah, I'm still trying to find something to wear them with). And then, a couple of days ago I got these green loafers in &lt;a href="http://www.fosco.es/"&gt;Fosco&lt;/a&gt; that I fell in love with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twotxt-6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still find it hard to wear them both without feeling like I'm not myself. Plus I don't know what goes on in my head, but every time I wear flats I see myself short and dumpy. Maybe I'm too used to wearing converse and boots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-13.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm I guess this "I don't have nothing to wear" feeling will start decreasing by the beginning of Autumn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wearing &lt;a href="http://www.mango.com"&gt;Mango&lt;/a&gt; trousers, &lt;a href="http://www.pimkie.es/"&gt;Pimkie&lt;/a&gt; bolero, &lt;a href="http://www.e-stradivarius.com/"&gt;Stradivarius&lt;/a&gt; top, &lt;a href="http://www.zara.com/"&gt;Zara&lt;/a&gt; denim vest and &lt;a href="http://www.fosco.es/"&gt;Fosco&lt;/a&gt; loafers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-7416426090057207263?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/7416426090057207263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=7416426090057207263&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7416426090057207263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7416426090057207263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-loafer_13.html' title='What a loafer'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_twotxt-6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-1837533071408836237</id><published>2010-08-08T17:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T22:43:40.448+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cut Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So. I'm going to the hairdresser's on Tuesday. I'm fed up with being jealous of &lt;a href="http://img.arrebatadora.com/2010/05/refaeliforlexussncpd-ol9hd.jpg"&gt;other people's hair&lt;/a&gt;. I've finally understood that I need to take care of my hair to have it long. I've been letting it grow for more than a year and it's now dry and dead, without personality. And I like it when my hair is just another accessory to my outfit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After looking at hundreds of pictures, I've chosen a couple to show to the hairdresser. I'm sure of a few things: I want hair on my forehead, a long straight fringe. I want layers and I don't want the back to be much longer than the front. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/haircollage2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sienna Miller's is my favourite hairdo ever. If I had straight hair, I'd have worn it already. However, I think that for my hair (not curly, not wavy, not straight hair; but more like a combination of the three, depending on the day and the section you look at) Scarlett's hairstyle is the best one. Until today, all my short haircuts have been similar to that one, but always with a shorter fringe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Also, if I could, I'd go back to ginger. Hayley Williams is not only my favourite female singer but my favourite redhead. And even if sometimes her hair seems too orange, I love how it's part of her personality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But then, after having sported almost every shade of red myself, my inner blonde wants to get out. When I was a child I wanted to be blonde, but I didn't have the courage, that's why I tried it with red and I found out I loved it. But I wouldn't mind giving it a go. And although Taylor Jacobson's platinum blonde is awesome, I think mine would look fried in that shade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't know. One day I'll try the afro look. It's one of those "things to do before I die". I hope I look &lt;a href="http://www.slynation.com/Fotos/beyonce.jpg"&gt;just like Beyonce&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Are you as complicated as I am when changing your hairstyle?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="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/7502353144128383383-1837533071408836237?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/1837533071408836237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=1837533071408836237&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/1837533071408836237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/1837533071408836237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/08/cut-me.html' title='Cut Me'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_haircollage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-7673589770643000739</id><published>2010-08-03T11:17:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T15:42:20.211+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Forest of Fashion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday my beautiful friend Teresa was very kind to come to my house and let me use her as my portfolio model one more time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-11.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've had this look in mind for so long, and I finally had the chance to do it. I backcombed her hair, made some ringlets, and gave a smokey dirty look to her eyes. I wanted her to wear a black party dress that she has, but I eventually decided to use a design of my own, &lt;a href="http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/06/patent-pending.html"&gt;which you've already seen&lt;/a&gt;, paired with my mum's old denim jacket. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twotxt-5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&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;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/threetxt-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All pictures were taken by my brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-7673589770643000739?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/7673589770643000739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=7673589770643000739&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7673589770643000739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/7673589770643000739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/08/forest-of-fashion_03.html' title='Forest of Fashion'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onetxt-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-8595809841994086266</id><published>2010-07-31T11:31:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T23:13:41.056+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Stars and Stripes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm still alive, bored, but alive. My family weekend was awesome, the best one so far. And now that I'm back to my boring life, I can't stop thinking about the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't go out because: a) The weather is horrible. b) I'm tired. c) I just want to sleep until September. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the day that I have to get out (yesterday, to go grocery shopping) I spend an hour trying to decide what to wear. I start with a lot of things in mind, there are lots of things that I want to try on, but then I remember it's summer, it's hot and I realize that I don't have interesting summer outfits. I find a cute skirt, but I don't have a t-shirt to go with it. And when I find a t-shirt I only like it with jeans and it's too hot outside to go that covered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-10.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when I finally decided that I should wear this zara skirt that I've only worn once, with this strapless Bershka top, which my mum said it didn't match, I didn't care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that horrible hour, when I had to do my make up, I came to the conclusion that I don't like summer if I'm not on a holiday. My mind is too bored to think up new ways of mixing my clothes. And when it comes to make up, an hour after I've done my make up I start sweating, my foundation melts and I have a conconction in my face that it's not flattering at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few months ago I discovered this foundation from &lt;a href="http://www.benefitcosmetics.com/"&gt;Benefit&lt;/a&gt; called &lt;a href="http://www.benefitcosmetics.com/gp/product/B000WFOVIK/sr=1-7/qid=1280574516/ref=sr_1_7/176-9334461-0260240?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;n=164989011&amp;amp;bcBrand=core"&gt;You Rebel&lt;/a&gt; that minimized my problem. It's a moisturizing cream with a bit of colour, great for a daytime make up. Another option is &lt;a href="http://www.maccosmetics.com/product/spp.tmpl?CATEGORY_ID=CAT158&amp;amp;PRODUCT_ID=393"&gt;Face&amp;amp;Body&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.maccosmetics.com/"&gt;MAC&lt;/a&gt;. If you add a product that keeps your face matte, like &lt;a href="http://www.maccosmetics.com/product/spp.tmpl?CATEGORY_ID=CAT160&amp;amp;PRODUCT_ID=4467"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; from MAC, you finish with a happy Carrott loving summer again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7502353144128383383-8595809841994086266?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/8595809841994086266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=8595809841994086266&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/8595809841994086266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/8595809841994086266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/07/stars-and-stripes.html' title='Stars and Stripes'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onetxt-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-3788318345029382935</id><published>2010-07-21T11:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T22:16:05.474+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Peek In</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grey clouds decided to come once again to make this summer really sad. I really hate this weather. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So with this horrible meteorological conditions, yesterday I continued making my second design and it's now finished. It only needs a final touch and it will be ready to wear soon. Here's a sneak peek... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so much better than what I expected. My grandma once again helped me with the neckline and the back but it's 80% made by me (and 100% designed by me). I can't wait to wear it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7502353144128383383-3788318345029382935?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/3788318345029382935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=3788318345029382935&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/3788318345029382935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/3788318345029382935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/07/peek-in.html' title='Peek In'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onetxt-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7502353144128383383.post-1054106337779700550</id><published>2010-07-15T21:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T22:16:24.417+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Not just a dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today the sun decided to come back after spending this past week hidden between grey clouds, and I did what I believe every single person did in San Sebastián: go to the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was impossible to be in the one we went to. Kids running, people walking in flip flops through the sand (and throwing me all the sand they were capable of), everyone screaming... I think I won't go there again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/onetxt-7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the great thing about my outfit today is this dress. Maybe you won't expect this, but this is the dress I wore to my graduation. I'm not kidding. Every time I tell someone this they say "no, really?". Yes, really.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is from &lt;a href="http://www.oysho.com/es/"&gt;Oysho&lt;/a&gt; and I paid about 8€. It is so perfect and simple that I can wear it anywhere, a beach or a party. And the best thing is the beautiful neckline (that I'm not sure if you can see well). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/twotxt-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is one of my favourite dresses (I can even wear it in winter with a long-sleeved tee and tights, for example) and the reason why I love &lt;a href="http://www.oysho.com/es/"&gt;Oysho&lt;/a&gt;. They have mostly pijamas and underwear, but you can find lots of versatile clothes (dresses, playsuits, skirts) to wear to the beach, to a night out or anywhere you want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7502353144128383383-1054106337779700550?l=carrottline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/feeds/1054106337779700550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7502353144128383383&amp;postID=1054106337779700550&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/1054106337779700550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7502353144128383383/posts/default/1054106337779700550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carrottline.blogspot.com/2010/07/today-sun-decided-to-come-back-after.html' title='Not just a dress'/><author><name>Carrott</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMD0K7bcobk/To4nrDeqq0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/or5UrH0pYN8/s220/03t1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i758.photobucket.com/albums/xx229/carrottline/Blog/th_onetxt-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
