<?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-521207466021514016</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:37:59.812-08:00</updated><category term='featured'/><category term='day_dress'/><category term='1960s'/><category term='organization'/><category term='etsy_finds'/><category term='vintage'/><category term='mad_men'/><category term='want'/><category term='thanksgiving'/><category term='new_listings'/><category term='shop'/><category term='music'/><category term='wardrobe'/><category term='beginning'/><title type='text'>Green Eden</title><subtitle type='html'>Vintage &amp;amp; second-hand style from a California girl.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-5744652103851679309</id><published>2009-04-13T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T19:40:18.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spring so far</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SeP0W0o-MVI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/N1OeQ4mk13Y/s1600-h/IMG_3799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SeP0W0o-MVI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/N1OeQ4mk13Y/s400/IMG_3799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324367857406849362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work Monday through Friday (and though I'm considered full time, I am not working 40 hours a week, so I still feel compelled to keep looking for an additional job), so pretty much all I want to do on Saturday and Sunday is sleep. Hopefully soon I'll get adjusted to waking up while it's still dark and chugging coffee like all the other adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now some outfit photos: [kind of amazing how I never wore pants the months I was living at home, and now that I've moved I have barely worn any dresses or skirts. hopefully my outfits aren't too boring now]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SeP0XbX-ODI/AAAAAAAAARM/kChnVJxF0tk/s1600-h/IMG_3766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SeP0XbX-ODI/AAAAAAAAARM/kChnVJxF0tk/s400/IMG_3766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324367867804530738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a few weekends ago:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cardigan- remixed a million times over&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shirt- thrifted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pants- Joe's Jeans&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bag- vintage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shoes- Seychelles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SeP2TRBHbYI/AAAAAAAAARU/KMyyVgOpOwk/s1600-h/IMG_3820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SeP2TRBHbYI/AAAAAAAAARU/KMyyVgOpOwk/s400/IMG_3820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324369995328089474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last weekend (easter):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bag- vintage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;scarf- Cambodia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;green v neck- Splendid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blue undershirt- C&amp;amp;C California&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cardigan- remixed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jeans- Joe's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shoes- Teva (these allow me to be spontaneously intrepid. intrepid!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-5744652103851679309?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/5744652103851679309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=5744652103851679309' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/5744652103851679309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/5744652103851679309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-so-far.html' title='spring so far'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SeP0W0o-MVI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/N1OeQ4mk13Y/s72-c/IMG_3799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-4653596134364513526</id><published>2009-03-25T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T16:53:37.892-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new_listings'/><title type='text'>new in the shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/ScrAUUip_yI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/dK7eDaJLIZY/s1600-h/IMG_3631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 364px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/ScrAUUip_yI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/dK7eDaJLIZY/s400/IMG_3631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317273765408276258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?ref=vl_other_1&amp;amp;listing_id=22731447"&gt;Vintage 1940s Tailored Blouse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/ScrAT9sdEmI/AAAAAAAAAQs/l_pg2S0L1oM/s1600-h/IMG_3699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/ScrAT9sdEmI/AAAAAAAAAQs/l_pg2S0L1oM/s400/IMG_3699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317273759275356770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=22792900"&gt;Vintage Black 'n White Accordion Skirt&lt;/a&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/521207466021514016-4653596134364513526?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/4653596134364513526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=4653596134364513526' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/4653596134364513526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/4653596134364513526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-in-shop.html' title='new in the shop'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/ScrAUUip_yI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/dK7eDaJLIZY/s72-c/IMG_3631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-7431029831239766031</id><published>2009-03-24T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T13:22:23.636-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wardrobe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new_listings'/><title type='text'>spring for the shop!</title><content type='html'>I have today off (oh yeah, I got a job), so I've spent the morning doing some photography and getting ready to update my &lt;a href="http://www.greenedenvintage.etsy.com/"&gt;shop&lt;/a&gt;. I've felt pretty guilty for neglecting it these past couple of months, but I think life is finally settling down to the point where I can get things going again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/Sck77VTvssI/AAAAAAAAAQM/pED6s8PhGOA/s1600-h/IMG_3739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/Sck77VTvssI/AAAAAAAAAQM/pED6s8PhGOA/s400/IMG_3739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316846725605864130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just a few of the things from my closet that will be in the shop in the coming weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of what is going to be appearing the next month or two are pieces from my own closet--- clothes that I love but just don't get the chance to wear enough. In addition to things from my closet are a few dresses from my grandmother's in New York! Unfortunately they are all too big for me, but maybe they'll be your size?  Especially worth noting is a chocolate brown 1950s sheath dress and bolero set--- soo Joan from Mad Men!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already listed are the following two dresses (remember these?):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/Sck95py7L8I/AAAAAAAAAQc/MvDQF9GnsxQ/s1600-h/chillyblue2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/Sck95py7L8I/AAAAAAAAAQc/MvDQF9GnsxQ/s400/chillyblue2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316848895768866754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=22415368"&gt;Vintage 1980s Secretary Dress Small/Medium&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/Sck95zM1V4I/AAAAAAAAAQk/JE7Qkykjr4E/s1600-h/flower1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/Sck95zM1V4I/AAAAAAAAAQk/JE7Qkykjr4E/s400/flower1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316848898293454722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=22728406"&gt;Vintage 1960s Fitted Dress &amp;amp; Shirt Set Small/Extra Small&lt;/a&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/521207466021514016-7431029831239766031?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/7431029831239766031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=7431029831239766031' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/7431029831239766031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/7431029831239766031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-for-shop.html' title='spring for the shop!'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/Sck77VTvssI/AAAAAAAAAQM/pED6s8PhGOA/s72-c/IMG_3739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-1256505897903354483</id><published>2009-03-15T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T17:13:45.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sea sage</title><content type='html'>Though I have lived in California for all but two years of my mid-twenties life, this place I moved to two months ago is the closest I've lived to the ocean. I drive by it on my way to my boyfriend's, but it wasn't until today that I got a-hikin' out to the Pacific from my little house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/Sb2OAO4_7VI/AAAAAAAAAQE/p3PJEEvfuxg/s1600-h/IMG_3519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/Sb2OAO4_7VI/AAAAAAAAAQE/p3PJEEvfuxg/s400/IMG_3519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313559270015364434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hylton and I were only out for about two hours, though we definitely could have stayed there on the mesa all day--- eucalyptus groves behind us and the ocean ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/Sb2N_nu7lmI/AAAAAAAAAP8/d1gDLdESXUg/s1600-h/IMG_3544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/Sb2N_nu7lmI/AAAAAAAAAP8/d1gDLdESXUg/s400/IMG_3544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313559259504154210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poppies are my favorite flower... I probably like Oriental or Icelandic poppies the best, but the varieties native to California are also quite beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/Sb2N_fkXLFI/AAAAAAAAAPs/AehkXaeZnXw/s1600-h/IMG_3552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/Sb2N_fkXLFI/AAAAAAAAAPs/AehkXaeZnXw/s400/IMG_3552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313559257312341074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;California poppies: the state flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/Sb2N_TdIFCI/AAAAAAAAAP0/cv906KlJ3rw/s1600-h/IMG_3555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/Sb2N_TdIFCI/AAAAAAAAAP0/cv906KlJ3rw/s400/IMG_3555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313559254060766242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wild mustard growing aplenty with the foothills beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/Sb2N--n1jcI/AAAAAAAAAPk/mDTNtK4Wclk/s1600-h/IMG_3561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/Sb2N--n1jcI/AAAAAAAAAPk/mDTNtK4Wclk/s400/IMG_3561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313559248468544962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shirt- thrifted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;undershirt- AA acid washed V neck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pants- Volcom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shoes- Teva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tote bag- from a temple in Chiang Mai, Thailand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There have been times in my life (most notably college) where I felt this need to chose between two types of being--- maybe it was just style, but it always felt like more than that at the time. I went through periods of no makeup, no [leg] shaving (at the longest, a year and a half)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, long hair all the way to my tailbone. It was always freeing to not spend time on those unnecessary pursuits--- but I'd always eventually be drawn back to a little powder and mascara, heels and a cinched in waist. This weekend I spent lolling about in the same clothes, feeling unwashed and basically happy, but tomorrow I'll be showered and hopefully heading in for my first day of work. As long as you have a weekend I guess you don't really have to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/521207466021514016-1256505897903354483?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/1256505897903354483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=1256505897903354483' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/1256505897903354483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/1256505897903354483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2009/03/sea-sage.html' title='sea sage'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/Sb2OAO4_7VI/AAAAAAAAAQE/p3PJEEvfuxg/s72-c/IMG_3519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-7589556133898304985</id><published>2009-03-10T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:54:19.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>there wasn't a house here in 1962</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SbdRfBqw7bI/AAAAAAAAAPc/9Jd7yvl3mfQ/s1600-h/IMG_3476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SbdRfBqw7bI/AAAAAAAAAPc/9Jd7yvl3mfQ/s400/IMG_3476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311803878972386738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;orange shirt- UO&lt;br /&gt;denim wrap skirt- thrifted&lt;br /&gt;bag- vintage 1970s&lt;br /&gt;shoes- Born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-7589556133898304985?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/7589556133898304985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=7589556133898304985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/7589556133898304985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/7589556133898304985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2009/03/there-wasnt-house-here-in-1962.html' title='there wasn&apos;t a house here in 1962'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SbdRfBqw7bI/AAAAAAAAAPc/9Jd7yvl3mfQ/s72-c/IMG_3476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-1528498980969381220</id><published>2009-03-08T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:55:13.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>under my thumb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SbSDlst_0II/AAAAAAAAAPE/hF9tCr0mkjw/s1600-h/IMG_3452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SbSDlst_0II/AAAAAAAAAPE/hF9tCr0mkjw/s400/IMG_3452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311014544259141762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SbSDmUVo6TI/AAAAAAAAAPU/smhRErvLmVQ/s1600-h/IMG_3458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SbSDmUVo6TI/AAAAAAAAAPU/smhRErvLmVQ/s400/IMG_3458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311014554894395698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;shirt- ? [old] (CA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;skirt- vintage 1950s (CA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;belt- vintage (NY)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;boots- Me Too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SbSDmM7DssI/AAAAAAAAAPM/vZzFZhtBTdU/s1600-h/IMG_3454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 396px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SbSDmM7DssI/AAAAAAAAAPM/vZzFZhtBTdU/s400/IMG_3454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311014552903856834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-1528498980969381220?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/1528498980969381220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=1528498980969381220' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/1528498980969381220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/1528498980969381220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2009/03/under-my-thumb.html' title='under my thumb'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SbSDlst_0II/AAAAAAAAAPE/hF9tCr0mkjw/s72-c/IMG_3452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-2454675575457621451</id><published>2009-03-05T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T12:54:15.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sam edelman/ boho toe tappers</title><content type='html'>While wandering around downtown yesterday (meekly calling, "someone, please, offer me a job"), I came upon a few pairs of shoes that I would very much like to buy, future salary willing. Both are from Sam Edelman, and both would look quite nice with the long, flowy attire I associate with spring and freedom (though not the kind that only comes with forced democracy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SbA3tN-XQ4I/AAAAAAAAAO0/tf2CRphMapY/s1600-h/ginniesandal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SbA3tN-XQ4I/AAAAAAAAAO0/tf2CRphMapY/s400/ginniesandal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309805210654688130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zappos.com/product/7515477/color/278"&gt;Ginnie Sandal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SbA3tnmsYqI/AAAAAAAAAO8/CXCJ8SgPVmQ/s1600-h/grecosandal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 390px; height: 405px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SbA3tnmsYqI/AAAAAAAAAO8/CXCJ8SgPVmQ/s400/grecosandal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309805217534730914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.nordstrom.com/S/3006840/0~2376778~2372811~6005157?mediumthumbnail=Y&amp;amp;origin=category&amp;amp;searchtype=&amp;amp;pbo=6005157&amp;amp;P=1"&gt;Greco Sandal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About this time last year, when I was still living in Japan, I was excited by the crop of gladiator sandals showing up online. When I returned to California, though, I saw them EVERYWHERE and of course that sort of makes them less appealing. These two sandals by Sam Edelman seem to be in that same vein while remaining a bit more true to the boho strap-some-leather-on-your-feet-before-hitting-the-field-of-flowers look that I like about this kind of shoe. The only worrisome aspect (besides any shoes I like assuredly costing more than I will be able to convince myself to spend for at least a couple more months) is that the sole is always quite hard and completely flat. Are these then just not the walk-around-all-day sort, or is there something here I'm missing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-2454675575457621451?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/2454675575457621451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=2454675575457621451' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/2454675575457621451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/2454675575457621451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2009/03/sam-edelman-boho-toe-tappers.html' title='sam edelman/ boho toe tappers'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SbA3tN-XQ4I/AAAAAAAAAO0/tf2CRphMapY/s72-c/ginniesandal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-3296892025580772667</id><published>2009-03-01T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T19:14:26.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day in the graveyard II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SatMZNWwBeI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vzBksKLqGEo/s1600-h/IMG_3380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SatMZNWwBeI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vzBksKLqGEo/s400/IMG_3380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308420581751784930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;cardigan- Rope Picnic (Japan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;blouse- thrifted (California)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;skirt- Uni Qlo (Japan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;socks- ? (old!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;boots- Me Too (California)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;bag- vintage (California)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SatMYzSEEaI/AAAAAAAAAOc/hEBcB3FMuog/s1600-h/IMG_3387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SatMYzSEEaI/AAAAAAAAAOc/hEBcB3FMuog/s400/IMG_3387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308420574752805282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Please enjoy my amateur photo editing skills. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These photos were taken in the overgrown corner of a graveyard near a Japanese church, where Hylton and I got our fill of anko mochi at a mochi pounding 'party.' We spent the rest of the day hanging out at a playground near the campus with a bunch of people from his grad program. The day was finished off with a nerdy board-gaming sesh' with one of Hyl's roommates. Good Saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-3296892025580772667?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/3296892025580772667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=3296892025580772667' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/3296892025580772667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/3296892025580772667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-in-graveyard-ii.html' title='a day in the graveyard II'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SatMZNWwBeI/AAAAAAAAAOk/vzBksKLqGEo/s72-c/IMG_3380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-7983762264112678187</id><published>2009-02-24T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T01:27:11.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i went home for the weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SaO8TaZ0xCI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4EiRrlgaY_M/s1600-h/IMG_3335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SaO8TaZ0xCI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4EiRrlgaY_M/s400/IMG_3335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306291827663750178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one of many edens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SaO8xU-me4I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/VLurWjryZTw/s1600-h/IMG_3342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SaO8xU-me4I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/VLurWjryZTw/s400/IMG_3342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306292341603466114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;blouse- H &amp;amp; M (Germany)&lt;br /&gt;jeans- Rock and Republic (CA)&lt;br /&gt;white wedges- Seychelles (zappos)&lt;br /&gt;bag- vintage (CA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-7983762264112678187?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/7983762264112678187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=7983762264112678187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/7983762264112678187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/7983762264112678187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-went-home-for-weekend.html' title='i went home for the weekend'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SaO8TaZ0xCI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4EiRrlgaY_M/s72-c/IMG_3335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-3056615007396549749</id><published>2009-02-17T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:30:05.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>valentine's day at the courthouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SZu3WO13naI/AAAAAAAAANY/g-WkZkJvncc/s1600-h/IMG_3271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SZu3WO13naI/AAAAAAAAANY/g-WkZkJvncc/s400/IMG_3271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304034578727935394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SZu3WX4BuoI/AAAAAAAAANg/F6Zu_Nb4yVQ/s1600-h/IMG_3272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SZu3WX4BuoI/AAAAAAAAANg/F6Zu_Nb4yVQ/s400/IMG_3272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304034581152905858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SZu3foK_MHI/AAAAAAAAANo/yd_DPNLhvco/s1600-h/IMG_3250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SZu3foK_MHI/AAAAAAAAANo/yd_DPNLhvco/s400/IMG_3250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304034740146221170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SZu4odl3AqI/AAAAAAAAANw/qe0GUzsNyyE/s1600-h/IMG_3302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SZu4odl3AqI/AAAAAAAAANw/qe0GUzsNyyE/s400/IMG_3302.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304035991436591778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-3056615007396549749?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/3056615007396549749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=3056615007396549749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/3056615007396549749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/3056615007396549749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day-at-courthouse.html' title='valentine&apos;s day at the courthouse'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SZu3WO13naI/AAAAAAAAANY/g-WkZkJvncc/s72-c/IMG_3271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-7181133457876538848</id><published>2009-02-16T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T16:26:50.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>on and off rain: a study in wardrobe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SZoBLxKA4YI/AAAAAAAAANA/zgD6zAkShhc/s1600-h/IMG_3231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SZoBLxKA4YI/AAAAAAAAANA/zgD6zAkShhc/s400/IMG_3231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303552812867707266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;last weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SZoCZIsDGvI/AAAAAAAAANI/PKfkk4H2G2g/s1600-h/IMG_3304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SZoCZIsDGvI/AAAAAAAAANI/PKfkk4H2G2g/s400/IMG_3304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303554142034402034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-7181133457876538848?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/7181133457876538848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=7181133457876538848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/7181133457876538848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/7181133457876538848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-and-off-rain-study-in-wardrobe.html' title='on and off rain: a study in wardrobe'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SZoBLxKA4YI/AAAAAAAAANA/zgD6zAkShhc/s72-c/IMG_3231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-790365320525466067</id><published>2009-02-13T12:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T12:42:45.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>apartment therapy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SZXZLE_RSyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Jh4h2qglecA/s1600-h/helsinikiapartment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SZXZLE_RSyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Jh4h2qglecA/s400/helsinikiapartment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302382920639531810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Helsiniki apartment on Apartment Therapy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a cold and rainy week, which for Southern California is the equivalent of a month long snow storm. Rain always makes me want to stay indoors and nest, and luckily my roommate just introduced me to &lt;a href="http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/"&gt;Apartment Therapy&lt;/a&gt;, a great site with lots of nice tips and ideas for your inner decorator. Even if it's not raining where you are, you should check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SZXZLYicfYI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Cuo5ujiYMH4/s1600-h/rulerdesk.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SZXZLYicfYI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Cuo5ujiYMH4/s400/rulerdesk.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302382925887339906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;desk and chairs fashioned from vintage rulers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-790365320525466067?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/790365320525466067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=790365320525466067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/790365320525466067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/790365320525466067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2009/02/apartment-therapy.html' title='apartment therapy'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SZXZLE_RSyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Jh4h2qglecA/s72-c/helsinikiapartment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-8169771494019868851</id><published>2009-02-08T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T19:56:20.030-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='want'/><title type='text'>want: frye shoes</title><content type='html'>This is mostly to clear up some tab space in my web browser, but also for me to pretend I have the money to indulge in new shoes. Oh, new shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of hate trying things on in shoe stores, because inevitably the staff will either hover and force a decision out of you, or they will just throw the box at you and retreat to the back room, never to be seen again. Ideally I'd like space to walk around and hem and haw for the necessary half hour of deciding, but this is not usually the case. So what this boils down to is that I like online shoe shopping best, even if the circumstances of sizing are at best nebulous. But this is why &lt;a href="http://www.zappos.com/"&gt;Zappos&lt;/a&gt; is amazing, and a wonderful free-shipping-both-ways kind of company. Onto the show:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SY9m3SJ5I8I/AAAAAAAAAMY/WXSm0hIr1Y0/s1600-h/AvaOxford.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SY9m3SJ5I8I/AAAAAAAAAMY/WXSm0hIr1Y0/s400/AvaOxford.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300568386390533058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frye &lt;a href="http://zeta.zappos.com/product/7438337/color/325"&gt;Ava Oxford&lt;/a&gt; in dark brown. My boyfriend contends the olive green would be a better choice, but I just love brown shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SY9m3YcEKdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/QCsLIotONOE/s1600-h/KatMaryJane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SY9m3YcEKdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/QCsLIotONOE/s400/KatMaryJane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300568388077365714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frye &lt;a href="http://zeta.zappos.com/product/7371468/color/309"&gt;Kat Mary Jane&lt;/a&gt; in cognac. These would also be really cute in yellow, but again, the brown thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SY9m3uYuqNI/AAAAAAAAAMo/6otnpdgbLIA/s1600-h/KatTStrap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SY9m3uYuqNI/AAAAAAAAAMo/6otnpdgbLIA/s400/KatTStrap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300568393968953554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frye &lt;a href="http://zeta.zappos.com/product/7371469/color/309"&gt;Kat T Strap&lt;/a&gt; in poppy. Red shoes are such a great outfit brightener. My red wedges from a couple of years ago are really not wearable anymore, so sooner or later I will be forced (ahem) to replace them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SY9m3cJ7zuI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/JjL0SUli5Ss/s1600-h/AdrienneStitchT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SY9m3cJ7zuI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/JjL0SUli5Ss/s400/AdrienneStitchT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300568389075062498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frye &lt;a href="http://zeta.zappos.com/product/7438332/color/325"&gt;Adrienne Stitch T Strap&lt;/a&gt; in dark brown. I love the T-strap heels people have been wearing the past season or two (or longer?). I don't have any trouble walking in heels, though depending on how much heelage there is I sometimes feel conspicuously tall, and I think flats are just in general better for the ole joints. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my defense these are all on sale, but they are all also Frye brand, which is not exactly the cheapest manufacturer out there. That said, I'd much rather get more for less if that means there is actual craftsmanship involved. I won't name any names, but I am continually unimpressed by some of the big retailers whose classic-yet-quirky styles for 20-somethings I like but whose quality is just not worth the money. If I can't buy vintage then I at least want something long lasting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-8169771494019868851?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/8169771494019868851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=8169771494019868851' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/8169771494019868851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/8169771494019868851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2009/02/want-frye-shoes.html' title='want: frye shoes'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SY9m3SJ5I8I/AAAAAAAAAMY/WXSm0hIr1Y0/s72-c/AvaOxford.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-4318979562145808489</id><published>2009-02-06T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T09:18:27.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sea bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYxwLZHD3nI/AAAAAAAAAL4/iXAhiQCJ2pA/s1600-h/IMG_3194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYxwLZHD3nI/AAAAAAAAAL4/iXAhiQCJ2pA/s400/IMG_3194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299734202529603186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYxwLyCWfFI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Pg1PlcguX3w/s1600-h/IMG_3221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYxwLyCWfFI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Pg1PlcguX3w/s400/IMG_3221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299734209220738130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYxwLuwbcEI/AAAAAAAAAMA/4PsDHe6Tx20/s1600-h/IMG_3204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYxwLuwbcEI/AAAAAAAAAMA/4PsDHe6Tx20/s400/IMG_3204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299734208340258882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be depressed about being unemployed, but I sure can't complain about everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-4318979562145808489?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/4318979562145808489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=4318979562145808489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/4318979562145808489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/4318979562145808489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2009/02/sea-bird.html' title='sea bird'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYxwLZHD3nI/AAAAAAAAAL4/iXAhiQCJ2pA/s72-c/IMG_3194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-6839149239338377187</id><published>2009-02-05T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T12:07:00.791-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etsy_finds'/><title type='text'>animals on the wall</title><content type='html'>In a leisurely search for furniture and wall hangings to give personality to my new room, I've done my share of salivating online for art which I can in no way afford right now (which is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; to say that they are unreasonably priced!). Some of my favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYszikX-_0I/AAAAAAAAALw/upJ00c7NIFg/s1600-h/studiolyonQuail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYszikX-_0I/AAAAAAAAALw/upJ00c7NIFg/s400/studiolyonQuail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299386055504363330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=16939741"&gt;Quail&lt;/a&gt; by Studio Lyon&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen a Mama Quail leading a scurrying line of babies? Quails are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYsziq4hs-I/AAAAAAAAALo/P7MtsYQoI3I/s1600-h/intheforestForestRaccoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYsziq4hs-I/AAAAAAAAALo/P7MtsYQoI3I/s400/intheforestForestRaccoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299386057251468258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=20551396"&gt;Forest Raccoon&lt;/a&gt; by intheforest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm always interested in what animals are 'pests' in different parts of the world. Raccoons are well known night trash diggers in the U.S. I remember an English friend saying the raccoon equivalent in the UK were foxes, and in Germany I vividly remember the fat little hedgehogs dodging my bike on the sidewalk late at night. Who goes scavenging in the dark where you live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYszioW3GmI/AAAAAAAAALg/h0cqTDcBpNM/s1600-h/boygirlpartySwingers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYszioW3GmI/AAAAAAAAALg/h0cqTDcBpNM/s400/boygirlpartySwingers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299386056573393506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=18154273"&gt;Swingers&lt;/a&gt; by boygirlparty&lt;br /&gt;I am enjoying living at my new place with the two pups of my housemates, but deep down I really love cats the best. I think I might start volunteering soon at a cat rescue place near my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYszippVKLI/AAAAAAAAALY/G-5kLXLtBt4/s1600-h/arinfishKoiPond.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYszippVKLI/AAAAAAAAALY/G-5kLXLtBt4/s400/arinfishKoiPond.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299386056919296178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=16587249"&gt;Koi Pond&lt;/a&gt; by arinfish&lt;br /&gt;Every time I see koi, especially the fat old ones, I want to just slip under the water and hang out with them. I was somewhat disappointed to learn that in Japanese koi just means 'carp,' but that doesn't really detract from their otherworldly charm for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just did a bit more room decorating yesterday, with specially selected postcards from my vast collection. When I lived in Germany I got very into collecting those free postcards from bars and the like, as well as buying a postcard from every new European city I'd visit. I did this again when I lived and traveled in Asia, and now back in California I have a very high stack of postcards that I, uhm, have nothing with which to do. My last year of college I covered an entire bedroom wall with them, but that was a lot of work, and so this time around I just selected my personal favorites for a brief collage. Do you have any favorite decorating tips or ideas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-6839149239338377187?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/6839149239338377187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=6839149239338377187' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/6839149239338377187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/6839149239338377187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2009/02/animals-on-wall.html' title='animals on the wall'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYszikX-_0I/AAAAAAAAALw/upJ00c7NIFg/s72-c/studiolyonQuail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-8362434044498547170</id><published>2009-02-03T16:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T16:41:56.970-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='featured'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><title type='text'>The 1950s Drama Dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYji1MxUYII/AAAAAAAAALQ/bDazEUH9g70/s1600-h/1950sdress2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYji1MxUYII/AAAAAAAAALQ/bDazEUH9g70/s400/1950sdress2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298734365190414466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite pieces in the shop, this &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?ref=voter_cat_29&amp;amp;listing_id=18142859"&gt;1950s black party dress&lt;/a&gt;, has been chosen for Etsy's "Loviest Ladies" poll. The items with the most votes will be featured in a gift guide and on the Etsy blog. Please go&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/voter_list.php?ref=voter&amp;amp;room_id=29"&gt; here to vote&lt;/a&gt; (it'll just take a second)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYjiLmEyEUI/AAAAAAAAALI/ZN9vkTZyyho/s1600-h/50ssheershoulderpartydress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYjiLmEyEUI/AAAAAAAAALI/ZN9vkTZyyho/s400/50ssheershoulderpartydress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298733650428432706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[And honestly, if this fit me there'd be way no way it could leave my closet.  I adore the sheer shoulder and arms, and the way they dramatize the strapless bodice.  Perfection.&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-8362434044498547170?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/8362434044498547170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=8362434044498547170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/8362434044498547170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/8362434044498547170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2009/02/1950s-drama-dress.html' title='The 1950s Drama Dress'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYji1MxUYII/AAAAAAAAALQ/bDazEUH9g70/s72-c/1950sdress2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-2786303465131269765</id><published>2009-02-02T15:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T15:43:47.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bits of a new place</title><content type='html'>The last few weeks have been a blur of the unending job search (great market right now, really) with a debilitating case of food poisoning thrown in for good measure. I am hoping to update&lt;a href="http://www.greenedenvintage.etsy.com/"&gt; the shop&lt;/a&gt; as soon as I can trick my boyfriend into playing photographer again. In the meantime, a few bits of my new locale:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SXPPIptjl6I/AAAAAAAAAJo/60WOgDwTCuM/s1600-h/IMG_3098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SXPPIptjl6I/AAAAAAAAAJo/60WOgDwTCuM/s400/IMG_3098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292801734633297826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;coastal iceplant as seen on a Saturday hike to the butterfly migration point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SXPPIEbckdI/AAAAAAAAAJg/wH5le5rXbfE/s1600-h/IMG_3078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SXPPIEbckdI/AAAAAAAAAJg/wH5le5rXbfE/s400/IMG_3078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292801724625228242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my African violet, plus one of the house dogs in the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SXPPH_OEOUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/dsZ6fzCGgp4/s1600-h/IMG_3147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SXPPH_OEOUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/dsZ6fzCGgp4/s400/IMG_3147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292801723226929474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SXPPHt0N4-I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/w16tFYDjBCs/s1600-h/IMG_3087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SXPPHt0N4-I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/w16tFYDjBCs/s400/IMG_3087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292801718555108322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my beautiful craigslisted antique desk (the zappos box is from my best purchase in recent memory, &lt;a href="http://www.zappos.com/n/p/p/7181360/c/162957.html"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; slippers)&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/521207466021514016-2786303465131269765?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/2786303465131269765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=2786303465131269765' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/2786303465131269765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/2786303465131269765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2009/02/bits-of-new-place.html' title='bits of a new place'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SXPPIptjl6I/AAAAAAAAAJo/60WOgDwTCuM/s72-c/IMG_3098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-5552921574732137417</id><published>2009-01-22T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T23:18:30.456-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shop'/><title type='text'>classic little bow clutch purse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SXluM42AaeI/AAAAAAAAAKg/E-Ir47w8z_w/s1600-h/IMG_3163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SXluM42AaeI/AAAAAAAAAKg/E-Ir47w8z_w/s400/IMG_3163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294384004647119330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally finally starting to get settled in here. I'm still job hunting, but am getting into enough of a routine where I can start thinking about my &lt;a href="http://www.greenedenvintage.etsy.com"&gt;shop&lt;/a&gt; again. &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=20031447"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; is a darling little 1950s or 1960s black clutch purse I posted yesterday. It's so neat, it's actually two clutches that snap together in the back (one with a silver clasp, and one with gold), so there are actually three options of wearing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SXluM0NTwvI/AAAAAAAAAKo/bDBJSsHs1Pw/s1600-h/IMG_3178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SXluM0NTwvI/AAAAAAAAAKo/bDBJSsHs1Pw/s400/IMG_3178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294384003402679026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-5552921574732137417?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/5552921574732137417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=5552921574732137417' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/5552921574732137417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/5552921574732137417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2009/01/classic-little-bow-clutch-purse.html' title='classic little bow clutch purse'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SXluM42AaeI/AAAAAAAAAKg/E-Ir47w8z_w/s72-c/IMG_3163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-2750381119226354735</id><published>2009-01-18T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T23:38:47.939-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='want'/><title type='text'>high waisted pants</title><content type='html'>I'm just sittin here on a Sunday night, sippin unsweetened soy milk and thinking about high waisted jeans. Am I the last one to figure this one out? The following are all from &lt;a href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/urban/index.jsp"&gt;UO&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SXQkpuXMkMI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ELSz3Ql46mc/s1600-h/silenceandnoisehighwaisttwillpant.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SXQkpuXMkMI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ELSz3Ql46mc/s400/silenceandnoisehighwaisttwillpant.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292895761305735362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Silence and Noise High Waist Twill Pant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SXQkpdMhSbI/AAAAAAAAAKA/6jLWHOI08IA/s1600-h/silenceandnoisehighwaistedskinnyjean.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SXQkpdMhSbI/AAAAAAAAAKA/6jLWHOI08IA/s400/silenceandnoisehighwaistedskinnyjean.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292895756697553330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Silence and Noise High Waisted Skinny Jean (my favorite of these picks!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SXQkpQJ2gJI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Z22XPlo3H0M/s1600-h/rapscallionbysamanthapleethiriseskinnyjean.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SXQkpQJ2gJI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Z22XPlo3H0M/s400/rapscallionbysamanthapleethiriseskinnyjean.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292895753196699794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rapscallion by Samantha Pleet High Rise Skinny Jean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been pretty much living in high waisted skirts since the beginning of summer, and yet the possibility of high waisted pants did not until yesterday occur to me. I think, since moving back to California and back to my large overpacked closet,  I have really rejected wearing pants. Pants (or shorts, which you possibly see more of in SoCal) have in the last few years of my life represented a lack of creativity and an acquiescence to reality (not having enough time to dream up interesting outfits). But now I've moved, my closet and it's contents are far slimmer, and my style is going to have to shift a bit to meet new conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only brought two pairs of pants with me (as opposed to, alright, let me get up and count: three coats, four cardigans/sweaters, eight skirts, eight dresses, nine pairs of shoes and 13 shirts/blouses), and as the lifestyle here is far less heels-and-dress than I had been living down south, a reintroduction of pants into my wardrobe might be in order. I hate to break down and buy something new (not vintage and/or thrifted), but pants are just one of those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've seen any pants like these that you'd recommend, please let me know! In exchange, only in case we've been living under the same rock, I send you now to &lt;a href="http://www.pandora.com/"&gt;pandora&lt;/a&gt;. Harkens back to the days when I actually researched to find new music I would like, instead of relying on my boyfriend to expose me to new stuff! Tut tut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-2750381119226354735?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/2750381119226354735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=2750381119226354735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/2750381119226354735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/2750381119226354735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2009/01/high-waisted-pants.html' title='high waisted pants'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SXQkpuXMkMI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ELSz3Ql46mc/s72-c/silenceandnoisehighwaisttwillpant.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-6561636278103033439</id><published>2009-01-18T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T16:50:35.756-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wardrobe'/><title type='text'>weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SXPKsj3bZWI/AAAAAAAAAJI/XkyS6eU0iHE/s1600-h/IMG_3121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SXPKsj3bZWI/AAAAAAAAAJI/XkyS6eU0iHE/s400/IMG_3121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292796853981242722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shirt- vintage (CA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;skirt- uni qlo (JPN)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boots- me too (CA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bag- vintage (CA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SXPKsS-BSiI/AAAAAAAAAJA/FSMELo5FiQ8/s1600-h/IMG_3104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SXPKsS-BSiI/AAAAAAAAAJA/FSMELo5FiQ8/s400/IMG_3104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292796849445489186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;dress- gap (JPN)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;bag- vintage (CA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;boots- me too (CA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;flower- (CA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the above day Hylton, a visiting friend and I decided somewhat spontaneously to hike to a eucalyptus covered area near the ocean where the monarch butterflies have migrated for the briefest breath of winter. Imagine bits of orange flying behind me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-6561636278103033439?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/6561636278103033439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=6561636278103033439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/6561636278103033439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/6561636278103033439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekend.html' title='weekend'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SXPKsj3bZWI/AAAAAAAAAJI/XkyS6eU0iHE/s72-c/IMG_3121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-9162550183565486734</id><published>2009-01-12T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T20:15:13.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the mission</title><content type='html'>I've been officially moved for a week now, and have one wardrobe remix photo to prove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SWwT18aJ_BI/AAAAAAAAAI4/mpoIKnTRegI/s1600-h/IMG_3051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SWwT18aJ_BI/AAAAAAAAAI4/mpoIKnTRegI/s400/IMG_3051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290625479723318290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday, at the mission with Hylton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dress- vintage (NY)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cardigan- Rope Picnic (JPN)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;belt- thrifted (CA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tights- Hue (CA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boots- Me Too (CA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bag- vintage (UK)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been quite busy job and furniture hunting, and generally just getting acquainted with the area. I have moved enough before to know it is always better to travel with as little stuff as possible, which has given me the opportunity to spend hours every day trolling craigslist for bargains. I'm sleeping on the floor and am surrounded by boxes, but I have so far acquired a beautiful antique desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots more to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-9162550183565486734?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/9162550183565486734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=9162550183565486734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/9162550183565486734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/9162550183565486734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2009/01/mission.html' title='the mission'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SWwT18aJ_BI/AAAAAAAAAI4/mpoIKnTRegI/s72-c/IMG_3051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-7937251307664017165</id><published>2009-01-04T02:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T02:22:46.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>assorted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SWCKZhddhjI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ct_tQjfQlFc/s1600-h/IMG_2981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SWCKZhddhjI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ct_tQjfQlFc/s320/IMG_2981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287378133616264754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;January 1st (early morning of)&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;old friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1960s Wool Dress, vintage shop]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SWCKZDriM-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/suWmGbAmjNw/s1600-h/IMG_2998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SWCKZDriM-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/suWmGbAmjNw/s320/IMG_2998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287378125622227938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;January 2nd, boyfriend's show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1950s circle skirt, Etsy]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SWCModdnN4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/W8goUMywn3E/s1600-h/IMG_3029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SWCModdnN4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/W8goUMywn3E/s320/IMG_3029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287380589264451458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;January 3rd, rare public breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-7937251307664017165?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/7937251307664017165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=7937251307664017165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/7937251307664017165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/7937251307664017165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2009/01/assorted.html' title='assorted'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SWCKZhddhjI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ct_tQjfQlFc/s72-c/IMG_2981.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-8857658629038758854</id><published>2009-01-04T01:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T01:58:12.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Year</title><content type='html'>I've been a busy bee lately. I spent the holidays up in the Sacramento Valley, first recovering from a supremely inopportune 24-hour bug (what's a day-long car ride without some vomiting?), then board gamin' with family, and finally lots of reading and lounging. After that I spent some days in the company of Best Friend Who Has Forsaken Me For Brooklyn, who was visiting family out in the wilds above LA. Though all the expanses of Joshua trees would have made great photos, we mostly stayed in and watched &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Planet_Earth_(TV_series)"&gt;Planet Earth&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since getting home I have been scrambling to see friends while they were briefly in town, and in the past few days I have spent a lot of time staring at the contents of my closet and only hypothesizing about packing. But pack I finally did, and tomorrow I head for greener pastures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the moving around I've done in the past few years, it is pretty amazing how just six months of hometown complacency have stripped me of confidence in my ability to start over. Tomorrow I drive a few hours up the coast to a new home, new friends, and new wardrobe remix photo backgrounds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to new beginnings in 2009!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-8857658629038758854?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/8857658629038758854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=8857658629038758854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/8857658629038758854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/8857658629038758854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year.html' title='The New Year'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-492140096263339810</id><published>2008-12-22T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T21:30:46.603-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wardrobe'/><title type='text'>recent outfits</title><content type='html'>Now that I'm afraid my harddrive will crash at any moment, I think I'm going to be sharing photos more often. A few recent outfits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SVBlTSXP01I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cnW_VO9K4Ck/s1600-h/img_2739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 378px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SVBlTSXP01I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cnW_VO9K4Ck/s400/img_2739.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282833744926856018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love this scarf/shawl thing, and as cold weather is such a fleeting thing in my area, I was excited to get a chance to wear this. Though I always love plaid, wearing it during the holidays feels particularly festive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gray hat- UO (CA)&lt;br /&gt;gray shawl- Muji (Japan)&lt;br /&gt;black knit vest- Uni Qlo (Japan)&lt;br /&gt;vintage plaid shirt- Mom's closet&lt;br /&gt;vintage denim skirt- resale shop (CA)&lt;br /&gt;vintage bag- thrifted (CO) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SVBlTPEfZvI/AAAAAAAAAII/1A-pOmhnyP8/s1600-h/img_2679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SVBlTPEfZvI/AAAAAAAAAII/1A-pOmhnyP8/s400/img_2679.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282833744042878706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore this to a choral concert. I was basing the outfit around this fabulous sheepskin collar coat I bought at an estate sale last month. I keep forgetting to research the label, but it is definitely mid-century, and I love how glamorous it makes me feel. I'm not sure if my mix of yellows and browns worked out just right, but I like it all the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vintage bag- market (UK)&lt;br /&gt;vintage coat- estate sale (CA)&lt;br /&gt;vintage 1940s skirt- vintage shop (CA)&lt;br /&gt;tights- ? (old)&lt;br /&gt;vintage mary janes- estate sale (CA) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SVBlTzqZIvI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ZnsbdL3Bw-Q/s1600-h/img_2855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SVBlTzqZIvI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ZnsbdL3Bw-Q/s400/img_2855.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282833753865528050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sort of annoyed I didn't get a photo of this without the coat, but as this skirt is one of my most treasured pieces of clothing, I'm sure it'll be in rotation again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scarf- handmade (Cambodia)&lt;br /&gt;peacoat- Uni Qlo (Japan)&lt;br /&gt;skirt- night market (Thailand)&lt;br /&gt;black leggings- American Apparel (CA)&lt;br /&gt;boots- Me Too (CA)&lt;br /&gt;bag- vintage, market (UK) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought the scarf and the skirt while traveling in SE Asia last spring, where I absolutely fell in love with traditional textiles. If memory serves, the skirt was made by the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hmong_people"&gt;Hmong&lt;/a&gt; people of northern Thailand. All the Hmong handicrafts I saw all over SE Asia were really brightly colored with amazing patterns and details. I felt bad for buying this at a market, where the people who made it probably made a far smaller profit than if had I purchased it from a shop connected with an NGO (like where I bought the scarf). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things I have acquired while traveling have often become some of my most cherished. There were so many times I didn't get things while traveling, either because I was worried about money (which, when traveling, is always), or because I didn't have space in my pack. So these things that I did splurge on I really love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-492140096263339810?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/492140096263339810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=492140096263339810' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/492140096263339810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/492140096263339810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2008/12/recent-outfits.html' title='recent outfits'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SVBlTSXP01I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cnW_VO9K4Ck/s72-c/img_2739.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-6496264718361799237</id><published>2008-12-21T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T23:52:16.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas card lane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SU8_fulvSTI/AAAAAAAAAHo/zg2Xo9QbzXc/s1600-h/img_2783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SU8_fulvSTI/AAAAAAAAAHo/zg2Xo9QbzXc/s400/img_2783.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282510702243694898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too far from where I currently live is a place that, once a year, becomes "Christmas Card Lane." Besides the usual holiday house lights, almost every home has a big plank of wood propped up on the lawn with some holiday motif. They really run the gamut, from Disney characters with Santa hats to sports to the wise men. Of particular note were the strange Santa-turned-Jesus decorations (Santa on bended knee in the manger, really?), and the creepy doll-headed figures that spooked us from across the street:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SU8_gI77TdI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J-eiu8m0fjM/s1600-h/img_2810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SU8_gI77TdI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J-eiu8m0fjM/s400/img_2810.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282510709316079058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Childhood pal Jen with one of the freaky doll-headed figures on one family's lawn. The heads were obviously just ripped off from dolls with much smaller bodies than the lawn figures they now sit atop. I'm not sure if this photo gets at the spookiness of it, though that eye thing Jen is doing hints at the creepy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SU8_fxp38jI/AAAAAAAAAHw/onPZcWtyXcM/s1600-h/img_2788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SU8_fxp38jI/AAAAAAAAAHw/onPZcWtyXcM/s400/img_2788.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282510703066346034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nutcracker&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SU8_gY10iGI/AAAAAAAAAIA/xFMDQaJ1Ayc/s1600-h/img_2816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 379px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SU8_gY10iGI/AAAAAAAAAIA/xFMDQaJ1Ayc/s400/img_2816.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282510713585436770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-6496264718361799237?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/6496264718361799237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=6496264718361799237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/6496264718361799237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/6496264718361799237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-card-lane.html' title='christmas card lane'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SU8_fulvSTI/AAAAAAAAAHo/zg2Xo9QbzXc/s72-c/img_2783.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-1499545452122561955</id><published>2008-12-17T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T20:01:39.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yellow technology</title><content type='html'>So, the yellow PC laptop I got this past summer (to replace my wheezing four year old white iBook) is quite sick, and on Friday everything on it's large and impressive harddrive was wiped clean. Almost worse than this is the suspicion that it won't magically start working again before I leave this weekend. I had envisioned spending the week and a half away composing blog posts inspired by the Gold Rush scenery and maybe even getting my artist sister to take some photos for me. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SUnItwb-22I/AAAAAAAAAHg/3xRNhwpH-Ao/s1600-h/life1958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280972726490553186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SUnItwb-22I/AAAAAAAAAHg/3xRNhwpH-Ao/s400/life1958.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;New York, 1958&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further confounding present plans is this incessant rain, which has helped not one but two people close to me to wreck their cars. Luckily neither of them were hurt, or hurt anyone else. We get so little rain down here that people just don't know how to drive in it. How I ache for efficient public transportation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-1499545452122561955?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/1499545452122561955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=1499545452122561955' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/1499545452122561955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/1499545452122561955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2008/12/yellow-technology.html' title='yellow technology'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SUnItwb-22I/AAAAAAAAAHg/3xRNhwpH-Ao/s72-c/life1958.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-140870553856085351</id><published>2008-12-11T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:29:50.335-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1960s'/><title type='text'>She &amp; Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SUGsPIgeBQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/OE1M_ZeaW-g/s1600-h/blogsheandhim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 324px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SUGsPIgeBQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/OE1M_ZeaW-g/s400/blogsheandhim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278689614236615938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I heard of them a long while ago, it took me until today to actually give &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/sheandhim"&gt;She &amp;amp; Him&lt;/a&gt; a listen. She, "quirky" actress Zooey Deschanel, and him, established musician M. Ward, make a charming duo. I love how Zooey's voice reintroduces some classic American 1950s &amp;amp; 60s tunes to my generation, who probably recognize these songs but wouldn't really listen to the originals. Indulge below with She &amp;amp; Him's take on the following 1957 classic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gMV9XYHyHGU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gMV9XYHyHGU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all these videos of them I've watched, Zooey is always wearing the cutest 1960s style dresses. I think she would look great in &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=18315262"&gt;this little tent dress&lt;/a&gt; I recently listed in my shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SUGs-O9zL0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/MZMIrAr1wSA/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SUGs-O9zL0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/MZMIrAr1wSA/s400/050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278690423424102210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while we're on the topic of music, you should check out both UK-based &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/helenpaperplain"&gt;Paperplain&lt;/a&gt; and Brooklyn residents &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/schoolofsevenbells"&gt;School of Seven Bells&lt;/a&gt;. Paperplain is lo fi beauty exemplified, and School of Seven Bells supposedly takes their name from a legendary pick pocket school in South America.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-140870553856085351?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/140870553856085351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=140870553856085351' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/140870553856085351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/140870553856085351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2008/12/she-him.html' title='She &amp; Him'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SUGsPIgeBQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/OE1M_ZeaW-g/s72-c/blogsheandhim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-5214617751629637643</id><published>2008-12-09T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:56:03.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hosiery, Please</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/ST9xr9hLWXI/AAAAAAAAAHI/vv1arrWugFM/s1600-h/blogstockignswartimerestrictions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/ST9xr9hLWXI/AAAAAAAAAHI/vv1arrWugFM/s400/blogstockignswartimerestrictions.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278062288363542898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wartime restrictions of silk and rayon force cotton stockings into production. Photo dated 1948&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the approach of winter the famously temperate Californian weather has started to sharpen, and I've gotten (re)obsessed with finding fun, colorful tights. Though I do own a normal amount of pants, I really only wear them when running errands. The skirts and dresses sections of my closet are so full that if I didn't make an effort to always wear them when going out, I'd never have a hope of cycling through them all. And we all know that cold weather + bare legs = unhappiness. So! I do believe Santa is bringing me a sensible pair of black sweater tights, but I am on a mission to add to that with some great colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/ST9xrqS3wEI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bwMNRjy802E/s1600-h/bloglifestockings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/ST9xrqS3wEI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bwMNRjy802E/s400/bloglifestockings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278062283203264578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll drink whatever she's having. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I always prefer shopping recycled or handmade over new, I've had a hard time finding these at a reasonable price in good condition in either of those markets (if you have any tips, please let me know!). So we turn now to mass production:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Apparel's &lt;a href="http://store.americanapparel.net/rsaph.html"&gt;Opaque Pantyhose&lt;/a&gt;. The company's brazenly hipster image can be somewhat off-putting, but they always have a wide variety of colors in almost everything they produce, and it's all sweatshop-free, so I can't really fault them too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have personal experience with these opaque tights, but they come recommended by my stylish friend Jacky. There are 15 different colors available online, and a bevy of reviews to help you commit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Love Colors' &lt;a href="http://www.welovecolors.com/Shop/LycraSolidColorMicroFiberTights.htm"&gt;Microfiber Solid Color Tights&lt;/a&gt;. These are a bit cheaper than AA's opaque tights, would probably be warmer, and come in a staggering 45 colors. 45! That's three different shades of yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this same company I should note these amazing &lt;a href="http://www.welovecolors.com/Shop/NylonSplashColorTights.htm"&gt;psychedelic leg-huggers&lt;/a&gt;, which undoubtedly make the gang over at AA upset they didn't think of it first. Lots and lots more options at We Love Colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to round it out I should also link to well known hosiery brand &lt;a href="http://www.hue.com/legwear/tights.aspx"&gt;Hue&lt;/a&gt;. Most of these look a bit more expensive, but come with free shipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/ST9xrm7zWyI/AAAAAAAAAHA/shAnThK84J4/s1600-h/blogstockings60squeens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/ST9xrm7zWyI/AAAAAAAAAHA/shAnThK84J4/s400/blogstockings60squeens.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278062282301201186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-5214617751629637643?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/5214617751629637643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=5214617751629637643' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/5214617751629637643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/5214617751629637643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2008/12/hosiery-please.html' title='Hosiery, Please'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/ST9xr9hLWXI/AAAAAAAAAHI/vv1arrWugFM/s72-c/blogstockignswartimerestrictions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-6412063611512495605</id><published>2008-12-06T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T01:09:33.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Things</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged by the lovely &lt;a href="http://www.clevernettle.com/blog/"&gt;Anja&lt;/a&gt; aka &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5392315"&gt;estatesale&lt;/a&gt; to do a post of "six random things about myself," and really, who doesn't like talking about themselves? Off we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STuH4ircSRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Om0yWrEfzZE/s1600-h/blogunison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STuH4ircSRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Om0yWrEfzZE/s400/blogunison.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276960793846106386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My piece, set to Bjork's &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dByjkpOrOcc"&gt;Unison&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My hobby/sport of choice has always been dancing. I did a little off and on as a kid, but at the end of junior high I auditioned and made the somewhat competitive high school team. For the next four years I danced almost every weekday, and continued into college, where I felt like I really found my 'voice,' if you can say that about dance. My college career culminated with choreographing my own piece for the spring show in my senior year, which was really stressful but ended up being totally worth it. I haven't danced in a long time and I really miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I am a big proponent of &lt;a href="http://www.couchsurfing.com/"&gt;couchsurfing&lt;/a&gt;. I think most people are aware of the general concept, but not everyone seems to know there is an actual website connecting people literally all over the world. My boyfriend and I first 'surfed' last spring when we spent a month and a half in Southeast Asia. Though there is definite fun and adventure to sleeping in hostels and guest houses, being able to stay with a native was a really tremendous experience. I was completely overwhelmed by the generosity and caring of absolute strangers, and it really reminded me that we are all part of the same global community, one that we should all work to nurture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. On this same trip my boyfriend and I had a near death experience when our plane almost crashed over Cambodia. We ended up being fine, but both Hylton (my boyfriend) and I have major transportation anxiety now. I start shaking when I even think of being on an airplane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STt2tp3Y1hI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/W6OzzXmV3ic/s1600-h/blogshirako.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STt2tp3Y1hI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/W6OzzXmV3ic/s400/blogshirako.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276941915099026962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The strangest food I've ever eaten is shirako ( &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;しらこ&lt;/span&gt; ), or cod testes. I had it when a group of middle aged Japanese women to whom my boyfriend (and sometimes I) taught a conversation class took us out to a fancy dinner (in Matsuo, in case anyone is familiar with rural &lt;small&gt;千葉&lt;/small&gt;). Delicacy indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STt8y8a1pbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/n7irIAubOCo/s1600-h/blogbombusthankyous.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 373px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STt8y8a1pbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/n7irIAubOCo/s400/blogbombusthankyous.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276948603048666546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=13035910"&gt;Thank You Card &amp;amp; Map Envelope Set&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My best friends are now spread out over five states, and keeping in touch can be difficult when our lives are so out of sync. I love sending them hellos the old fashioned way, and am currently lusting over stationary from the UK-based &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5114036"&gt;bombus&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STt0g6zRcCI/AAAAAAAAAGI/G4XJScWQqDA/s1600-h/blogboyfriendtogether.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STt0g6zRcCI/AAAAAAAAAGI/G4XJScWQqDA/s400/blogboyfriendtogether.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276939497283612706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I met my boyfriend my second year of high school, and we didn't start dating until six years later. I think the best relationships always start out as friendships first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I get to tag other people! I'm tagging the stylish girls at: &lt;a href="http://the-paperdoll.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pretty Little Pictures&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://craftycrowvintage.tumblr.com/"&gt;Crafty Crow Vintage&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sacatonjune.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sacaton June&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://francesbaker.blogspot.com/"&gt;Frances Baker&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'rules':&lt;br /&gt;1. Link to the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;2. Post the rules on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;3. Write six random things about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag new people at the end of your post and link to them.&lt;br /&gt;5. Let each person know they have been tagged and leave a comment on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;6. Let the tagger know when your entry is up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-6412063611512495605?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/6412063611512495605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=6412063611512495605' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/6412063611512495605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/6412063611512495605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2008/12/six-things.html' title='Six Things'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STuH4ircSRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Om0yWrEfzZE/s72-c/blogunison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-6432247396983216176</id><published>2008-12-04T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T20:38:46.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surburban Blue</title><content type='html'>One of my photos (and by extension, dresses!) is featured in the NowPublic's article &lt;a href="http://my.nowpublic.com/health/are-you-right-shape"&gt;"Are You the Right Shape?"&lt;/a&gt; Oh, body image. Every girl's favorite subject. Prior to the request to add my photo I'd never heard of the Vancouver-based NowPublic, and if you hadn't either, you should go give it a look. Their tagline is "crowd powered media," and if that doesn't entice you, I don't know what will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been very bad about keeping up with the news for the last... oh, six months. Back when I spent half the day falling asleep at my desk in an office, I'd use &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/"&gt;The New York Times&lt;/a&gt; to keep me plugged into reality (and consciousness). After moving back to the New World, though, I quickly fell back into my old lethargic habits. I should get around to remedying that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that I've admitted my propensity for laziness, it will come as no surprise that my rate of exercise is pretty dismal. So, tonight, I valiantly took on that past time of old: the neighborhood stroll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STis5Y0Kf5I/AAAAAAAAAFY/TfuaP5DDKSw/s1600-h/IMG_2467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STis5Y0Kf5I/AAAAAAAAAFY/TfuaP5DDKSw/s400/IMG_2467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276157065378299794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I bought this handmade knit cap in &lt;a href="http://wikitravel.org/en/Mostar"&gt;Mostar&lt;/a&gt;, and though I truly cherish it, I very rarely get a chance to wear it. It even has cute little arrows stitched onto the dangling bits. I'll take a close-up sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STis50i3tYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/IRwpewrYfl4/s1600-h/IMG_2461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STis50i3tYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/IRwpewrYfl4/s400/IMG_2461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276157072821958018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Look, seasons! Southern California's feeble attempt at being like everyone else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STis6N2NzUI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Fx_M13jk7Hs/s1600-h/IMG_2480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STis6N2NzUI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Fx_M13jk7Hs/s400/IMG_2480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276157079613984066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-6432247396983216176?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/6432247396983216176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=6432247396983216176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/6432247396983216176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/6432247396983216176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2008/12/surburban-blue.html' title='Surburban Blue'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STis5Y0Kf5I/AAAAAAAAAFY/TfuaP5DDKSw/s72-c/IMG_2467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-3178739413247678443</id><published>2008-12-03T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T22:26:22.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates: Black Dresses</title><content type='html'>I've been trying to list something new in my &lt;a href="http://www.greenedenvintage.etsy.com/"&gt;shop&lt;/a&gt; every day, in hopes to get most of my inventory up with enough time for Christmas shipping. I always have at least ten things that are waiting to be photographed, but I guess you do what you can. I am really excited about some of the dresses I have posted/will be posting soon. Here are some swanky, holiday-party-ready dresses that are recent additions to the shop. Two of these are in MINT, never-been-worn condition, which is exciting, at least to me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STdxn3cmchI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/pGyTAeTOAsw/s1600-h/PS+thanksgiving+188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STdxn3cmchI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/pGyTAeTOAsw/s400/PS+thanksgiving+188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275810418200572434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=17903617"&gt;Vintage 1950s Scalloped Black &amp;amp; White Embroidered Dress&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STdwWzE9XzI/AAAAAAAAAFA/HXRshGZPN28/s1600-h/PS+thanksgiving+104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STdwWzE9XzI/AAAAAAAAAFA/HXRshGZPN28/s400/PS+thanksgiving+104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275809025458265906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=18142859"&gt;Vintage 1950s Sheer Shoulder Party Dress&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STdw392_BqI/AAAAAAAAAFI/DvlQmQ1IB4w/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STdw392_BqI/AAAAAAAAAFI/DvlQmQ1IB4w/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275809595288127138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=17376402"&gt;Vintage 1950s Black Velvet Dress with Pink Flower Embroidery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STdwWHNvMQI/AAAAAAAAAEw/V030rHcTiWU/s1600-h/PS+thanksgiving+176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STdwWHNvMQI/AAAAAAAAAEw/V030rHcTiWU/s400/PS+thanksgiving+176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275809013683925250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greenedenvintage.etsy.com/"&gt;Vintage 1950s60s Cashmere Coat: Coming soon!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, apparently I was the only American to have not heard about the &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/11/30/weekinreview/30goodman.html?scp=2&amp;sq=walmart%20trampled%20to%20death&amp;st=cse"&gt;Walmart-trampling story&lt;/a&gt; from Black Friday. In case you have been living under the same rock as me (or you aren't from the U.S., in which case you have no obligation to listen to American news, since it so rarely takes yours into account), a Walmart employee was trampled to death last Friday, on the 'biggest shopping day of the year.' I can somewhat imagine the mob-mentality, but seriously? How can this sort of thing happen? This just further encourages me to restrict my purchasing power to online avenues (with the real-life exception of thrift, vintage and antique stores, of course). Hooray for &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com"&gt;etsy&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-3178739413247678443?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/3178739413247678443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=3178739413247678443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/3178739413247678443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/3178739413247678443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2008/12/updates-black-dresses.html' title='Updates: Black Dresses'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STdxn3cmchI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/pGyTAeTOAsw/s72-c/PS+thanksgiving+188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-2782192106444520580</id><published>2008-12-02T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T23:45:55.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Planets</title><content type='html'>I take the majority of the photos for my shop outside of my boyfriend's parent's house. They live in the hills, not so far from industry that it's considered out-in-the-country, but far enough away that when there you feel you're in a special place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STYvOc-qz8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/FIJkEBhOQ7E/s1600-h/PS+thanksgiving+184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STYvOc-qz8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/FIJkEBhOQ7E/s320/PS+thanksgiving+184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275455938854834114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That line on the horizon is the Pacific Ocean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend spent his entire childhood living in a house in the hills, and I can tell part of him pines for it when he's away. Now and then I'm a little jealous, because I've never had that same attachment to my hometown. I've passionately loved other places I've visited and lived, but I never felt rooted enough in the places I grew up. It wasn't until I started dating my boyfriend, right before my last year of college, that I started to have an appreciation for the place I knew before all others. Somewhat ironically, his hometown is my hometown, so being with him has helped me in more than one way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STYv_QsqxgI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UgKog0x5Owk/s1600-h/PS+thanksgiving+313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STYv_QsqxgI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UgKog0x5Owk/s320/PS+thanksgiving+313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275456777371698690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His place is fun, because there are lots of desert animals that scurry around. Both deer and coyotes visit regularly, and on a hike a few months ago we saw mountain lion tracks near the lip of the reservoir. They even had a female rattlesnake living under a boulder, just outside of their house, for a few weeks. My favorites residents are the quails, who run around with a long line of their babies trailing concernedly after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STYw7OGg8DI/AAAAAAAAAEY/vxly9K_ANyg/s1600-h/IMG_2430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STYw7OGg8DI/AAAAAAAAAEY/vxly9K_ANyg/s320/IMG_2430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275457807466950706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The moon and some planets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sunsets are also quite nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STYw7S4ARXI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Ec7c57DSnHw/s1600-h/IMG_2449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STYw7S4ARXI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Ec7c57DSnHw/s320/IMG_2449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275457808748266866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-2782192106444520580?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/2782192106444520580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=2782192106444520580' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/2782192106444520580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/2782192106444520580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2008/12/planets.html' title='Planets'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STYvOc-qz8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/FIJkEBhOQ7E/s72-c/PS+thanksgiving+184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-1308933090022744628</id><published>2008-11-28T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T01:02:03.451-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etsy_finds'/><title type='text'>Black Friday / Green Velvet</title><content type='html'>Black Friday, the day after Thanksgiving, is purportedly the biggest shopping day of the year. Even with the U.S. economy nearing (in?) a recession, I still imagine the malls are swamped today. Luckily for me I no longer shop at malls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate the most hectic shopping day in the U.S., I will be playing board games with friends, and then heading to the &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/deerhunter"&gt;Deerhunter&lt;/a&gt; show downtown tonight. But because I know many people will be shopping (and not always just for others!), here are a few beautiful dresses that would take you to all your holiday parties and back. Oh, those shades of green!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STB0uaE0nNI/AAAAAAAAAD4/sNGetNHmuWE/s1600-h/pixelandpenvelvetdress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STB0uaE0nNI/AAAAAAAAAD4/sNGetNHmuWE/s320/pixelandpenvelvetdress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273843504273202386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Green Vintage Velveteen Winter Dress from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=17639777"&gt;Pixel and Pen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STB0uJiMo3I/AAAAAAAAADo/oiz_EsdbzTw/s1600-h/beatvintagegreenvelvetdress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STB0uJiMo3I/AAAAAAAAADo/oiz_EsdbzTw/s320/beatvintagegreenvelvetdress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273843499833009010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vintage 1950s 'Paper Doll Dress' from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=10644253"&gt; Beat Vintage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STB0uEK4EXI/AAAAAAAAADw/YRSHvdvEm3w/s1600-h/gracevintagegreenvelvetdress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STB0uEK4EXI/AAAAAAAAADw/YRSHvdvEm3w/s320/gracevintagegreenvelvetdress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273843498393014642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vintage 1950s Green Velvet Party Dress from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=17174959"&gt;Grace Vintage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-1308933090022744628?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/1308933090022744628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=1308933090022744628' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/1308933090022744628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/1308933090022744628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2008/11/black-friday-green-velvet.html' title='Black Friday / Green Velvet'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/STB0uaE0nNI/AAAAAAAAAD4/sNGetNHmuWE/s72-c/pixelandpenvelvetdress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-6336091590830724593</id><published>2008-11-27T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T20:25:58.964-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wardrobe'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Happy Thanksgiving, (North, not including Canada or Mexico) Americans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first Thanksgiving I have celebrated in two years (this time last year I was living in Japan), and it was the most fun one I've had in awhile. I spent the day at my boyfriend's aunt's house eating, playing games and bird watching. Birds are so cute when they rinse off in bird baths! Little sprinkler systems. And as far as people go, it's really nice when you get to that mostly-comfortable point with your significant other's family. I've been around long enough that no one forgets my name and most of any possible social anxiety has worn off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Thanksgiving outfit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SS9uMMb02wI/AAAAAAAAADY/p4trbPFExD0/s1600-h/w_r+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SS9uMMb02wI/AAAAAAAAADY/p4trbPFExD0/s400/w_r+020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273554844449561346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know this picture is fuzzy, but I wasn't fast enough getting outside before the sun went down and I hate flash. Taken outside of my boyfriend's parents house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SS9uMk0JECI/AAAAAAAAADg/_3N3ASDd1X8/s1600-h/w_r+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SS9uMk0JECI/AAAAAAAAADg/_3N3ASDd1X8/s400/w_r+030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273554850993999906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this dress but for some reason I have only worn it a handful of times. I bought it this summer in a vintage shop in San Francisco right after I moved back to California. There are cuffs on the sleeves in the same material as the little white collar, and the whole dress is so nice and soft. Why does anyone buy newly produced clothing anymore?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-6336091590830724593?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/6336091590830724593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=6336091590830724593' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/6336091590830724593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/6336091590830724593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SS9uMMb02wI/AAAAAAAAADY/p4trbPFExD0/s72-c/w_r+020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-4942726361385155485</id><published>2008-11-26T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:23:21.772-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wardrobe'/><title type='text'>vietnamese coffee/ of the sea</title><content type='html'>last night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SS5J7cWOzdI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZnXVgKyvYYw/s1600-h/w_r+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SS5J7cWOzdI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZnXVgKyvYYw/s320/w_r+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273233499267976658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SS5KeiFqBUI/AAAAAAAAADI/hEA74WMZr5M/s1600-h/w_r+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SS5KeiFqBUI/AAAAAAAAADI/hEA74WMZr5M/s320/w_r+018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273234102104491330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SS5DpfHH5II/AAAAAAAAACI/aGv2Ad6NLFI/s1600-h/w_r+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SS5DpfHH5II/AAAAAAAAACI/aGv2Ad6NLFI/s320/w_r+014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273226593702503554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news (an oft used phrase of mine), I was successful in getting my boyfriend to play photographer today, so I should be posting lots of beautiful new things to my &lt;a href="http://www.greenedenvintage.etsy.com"&gt;shop&lt;/a&gt; very soon! Teaser:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SS5IrxuEVUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/4eYyIUmhCDs/s1600-h/twirlin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SS5IrxuEVUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/4eYyIUmhCDs/s400/twirlin.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273232130615563586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-4942726361385155485?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/4942726361385155485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=4942726361385155485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/4942726361385155485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/4942726361385155485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2008/11/of-sea.html' title='vietnamese coffee/ of the sea'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SS5J7cWOzdI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZnXVgKyvYYw/s72-c/w_r+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-4345264996303333814</id><published>2008-11-25T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T15:11:35.169-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='featured'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organization'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new_listings'/><title type='text'>Featured!</title><content type='html'>Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.capitolagirl.com/2008/11/devil-wears-etsy-little-black-dress.html"&gt;Capitola Girl&lt;/a&gt; for featuring my black vintage dress in her great article on accessorizing the LBD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From taking a look at her &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5339206&amp;amp;order=&amp;amp;section_id=&amp;amp;page=3"&gt;etsy shop&lt;/a&gt; I saw that we grew up in the same area, and she is living in the area where I went to college! I guess I shouldn't be surprised since California is a pretty big place with a massive amount of people, but still! How funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I stayed up impossibly late (and for someone with a schedule like me, that is actually more like impossibly early, like, other-people-in-the-house-getting-ready-for-work-early) last night organizing my 'home clothes.' Ever since I was little I have had two different wardrobes--- 'normal' stuff for wearing out in the real world, and 'home' stuff that I'd change into when I got, well, home. I guess you could think of these things as pajamas, but my 'home' wardrobe really transcends sleepwear. The vast majority of this clothing are hand-me-downs from my older sister, my mom, aunts, even my dad. And as I was trying to decide last night what I could part with, more often than not the newer, could-be-worn-without-looking-like-a-vagrant clothing was the stuff to be carefully folded into the donate pile. There is just stuff I can't imagine giving up. These are the kinds of old, ratty t-shirts that you'd pass right by in a thrift store, not lingering long enough to wonder what it meant to it's original owner. I actually have a box in my closet (which I will be adding to shortly) marked "nostalgic t-shirts: keep." I have no idea what I will end up doing with these shirts, that came from all sorts of past endeavors: my high school dance team, the few long distance races I ever ran (ohhhhh so long ago), even some stuff from traveling (that Slovensko shirt couldn't have possibly ever fit me). I've had the vague idea that I could make a quilt out of all these, but unfortunately for my shirts I am probably not the craftiest person you will ever meet. I'm definitely not planning on tackling a quilt anytime soon. Anyhow, it is a job I need to finish up today, though I can't say it's easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while on the topic of my childhood, it has occurred to me recently how funny it is that it took me this long to realize I would really enjoy something like vintage dealing. A lot of girls like to play dress up when they are little, but I think I took it to the extreme. Unfortunately for my young social life, I think it took me more than a few years to draw a distinction between okay-to-wear-at-home and okay-to-wear-to-school. Oh well. Growing up I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;wanted to live in a different era, so I don't know why it didn't occur to me earlier to get into vintage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited today because this evening my boyfriend, a grad student who lives about 5 hours north of me, is coming home for the long Thanksgiving weekend. He'll be busy a lot of the time with his work, but I hope to cajole him into being my photographer so I can get a lot of new listings up in my &lt;a href="http://www.greenedenvintage.etsy.com"&gt;shop&lt;/a&gt;. I have three absolutely stunning black vintage 1950s cocktail dresses that I've been itching to post! And just yesterday I found an a-m-a-z-i-n-g red vintage cashmere coat that I really need to sell before I decide to keep it for myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-4345264996303333814?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/4345264996303333814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=4345264996303333814' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/4345264996303333814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/4345264996303333814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2008/11/featured.html' title='Featured!'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-1044326607331959291</id><published>2008-11-23T23:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T23:57:41.807-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etsy_finds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day_dress'/><title type='text'>Finds: Day Dresses (#1 of Many)</title><content type='html'>It seems that some people covet shoes, slips or warm winter coats, but dresses will always be my first love. Here is just a small sampling from my favorites on &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt;etsy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SSpW2kreqzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/hFGV6KHfovQ/s1600-h/daydressforblog4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SSpW2kreqzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/hFGV6KHfovQ/s320/daydressforblog4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272121809349552946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1950s Sundress with Matching Bolero from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=14029326"&gt;Bad Luck Betty Vintage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(fireworks! such a classy silhouette)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SSpW2Kf6hHI/AAAAAAAAABA/P241O3HLnxE/s1600-h/daydressforblog2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SSpW2Kf6hHI/AAAAAAAAABA/P241O3HLnxE/s320/daydressforblog2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272121802321724530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1950s Crepe Dress from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=15531228"&gt;Rarae Aves &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(cutest Peter Pan collar, and a steal at just $12!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SSpWuUGPTYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/44MoCmxBlcc/s1600-h/daydressforblog1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SSpWuUGPTYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/44MoCmxBlcc/s320/daydressforblog1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272121667459435906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1950s Day Dress from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=13868896"&gt;Winifred and Bance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the best colors, and I love the V stripes on the bodice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a pretty, light bird blue 1950s day dress that is currently "in the shop" for a small fix (I have never been much of a seamstress, and I trust delicate things only to professionals!) that I think I am deciding to give up and put in my &lt;a href="http://www.greenedenvintage.etsy.com/"&gt;shop&lt;/a&gt;. It is so classic, light and comfortable that I don't want to sell it, but as another vintage seller said on &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/greenedenvintage/"&gt;flickr&lt;/a&gt; recently, [paraphrase:] at some point I gotta face the facts--- my bust isn't getting any bigger.  At least through the Internet there is hope of 'finding a good home' for it. If someone else can be happy with it, that will make me happy. I think satisfied customers are by far the best thing about selling vintage. It is probably really silly, but I get so happy when someone else is genuinely excited or pleased with something they've found through me. Yay vintage.&lt;br /&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/521207466021514016-1044326607331959291?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/1044326607331959291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=1044326607331959291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/1044326607331959291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/1044326607331959291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2008/11/finds-day-dresses-1-of-many.html' title='Finds: Day Dresses (#1 of Many)'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SSpW2kreqzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/hFGV6KHfovQ/s72-c/daydressforblog4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-2416797748464720970</id><published>2008-11-22T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T18:27:26.424-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mad_men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day_dress'/><title type='text'>Mad Men</title><content type='html'>Apparently like every other girl who lusts after mid-century fashion, I have fallen in love with AMC's &lt;a href="http://www.amctv.com/originals/madmen/"&gt;Mad Men&lt;/a&gt;. Not only is it an engaging and thoroughly original-feeling show, but the makers are so detail oriented that everything seems just period perfect. I have a hard time imagining watching the show without inwardly oohing and aahing over all the clothes the women are wearing, even if I do remind myself how constricting and uncomfortable the undergarments must have been at the time. A couple choice looks from Season 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SSi-irVy5tI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pb16qEulJuE/s1600-h/MMjoanbluedress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SSi-irVy5tI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pb16qEulJuE/s320/MMjoanbluedress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271672866796136146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I LOVE this blue dress with the button detail topped by that little bow. Adorable and va-va-voom at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SSi-r37h-EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/SodfFeQqu3g/s1600-h/MMbettybrowndress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SSi-r37h-EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/SodfFeQqu3g/s320/MMbettybrowndress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271673024794458178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, the bolero with the bow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day dresses from the 1940s through early 1960s  are my absolute favorite piece of clothing, and comprise the majority of my etsy/ebay searches. I am starting to post pictures of me sporting some of them on my&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/greenedenvintage/"&gt; flickr&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-2416797748464720970?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/2416797748464720970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=2416797748464720970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/2416797748464720970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/2416797748464720970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2008/11/mad-men.html' title='Mad Men'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SSi-irVy5tI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pb16qEulJuE/s72-c/MMjoanbluedress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521207466021514016.post-2162292266037698622</id><published>2008-11-21T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:18:43.416-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beginning'/><title type='text'>A Start</title><content type='html'>So, here I finally go. I registered this blog back in September when I opened my shop on &lt;a href="http://www.greenedenvintage.etsy.com/"&gt;etsy&lt;/a&gt;, figuring at some point I would get around to actually writing something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think for awhile I was kind of intimidated by all the amazing fashion blogs out there--- and I don't mean blogs of the 'this is what's gonna be hip next week' variety. There are so many fantastic style blogs by girls with a real sense of individualism in how they dress and present themselves to the world. After awhile of reading these, it finally hit me that what it's really all about is people inspiring one another, to explore their personal style and to be bold. And I am not going to go so far as to say I'll be anywhere in the realm of inspiring, but I do want to enter in and take the chance to catalogue some of my own ideas. I'd also like to use this blog to help advertise many of the great shops out there, as I know I've been super appreciative when anyone has featured me. It just feels like good karma to spread the love around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521207466021514016-2162292266037698622?l=greenedenvintage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/feeds/2162292266037698622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=521207466021514016&amp;postID=2162292266037698622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/2162292266037698622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521207466021514016/posts/default/2162292266037698622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenedenvintage.blogspot.com/2008/11/start.html' title='A Start'/><author><name>Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760957243024867972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJIAG0nY6D0/SYeKCx1KdNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ijf45z0r_qg/S220/IMG_3121.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
