http://lemonlove.forgedpixels.com/2009/05/and-sometimes-i/ This is a blog about turning lemons into lemonade and sometimes posts about fashion, girly bits, home decor, art, and whatever else I feel like discussing. Tue, 07 Sep 2010 02:14:20 -0700 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 hourly 1 http://lemonlove.forgedpixels.com/2009/05/and-sometimes-i/comment-page-1/#comment-199 Mishelle Tue, 02 Jun 2009 05:42:17 +0000 http://lemonlove.forgedpixels.com/?p=394#comment-199 Oh wow! What a odd coincidence, I tried incorporating my blue bandanna into my outfit the other day too... I think yours looks better though, it totally suits you and makes you look super cute. :) I envy how good you manage to look in a uniform! The last place I worked at that required a uniform had a strict dress code of minimal makeup, no jewelery except for stud earrings, no piercings, and a low ponytail in a hairnet. Super boring and uggo! Oh wow! What a odd coincidence, I tried incorporating my blue bandanna into my outfit the other day too… I think yours looks better though, it totally suits you and makes you look super cute. :)
I envy how good you manage to look in a uniform! The last place I worked at that required a uniform had a strict dress code of minimal makeup, no jewelery except for stud earrings, no piercings, and a low ponytail in a hairnet. Super boring and uggo!

]]> http://lemonlove.forgedpixels.com/2009/05/and-sometimes-i/comment-page-1/#comment-197 Vanessa Sun, 31 May 2009 20:58:55 +0000 http://lemonlove.forgedpixels.com/?p=394#comment-197 I get what you're saying about the whole "feeling like a rockstar" bit. It's hard to stay cheerful when-- true story-- you have a girl who's about 6 demanding that you remake her chocolate milk by shoving it toward you and declaring "I don't taste ANY chocolate" (and her father doesn't tell her to ask nicely-- people these days, I swear). Usually my solution to pre-work despair is a car sing-a-long. Works magic, I promise. I get what you’re saying about the whole “feeling like a rockstar” bit. It’s hard to stay cheerful when– true story– you have a girl who’s about 6 demanding that you remake her chocolate milk by shoving it toward you and declaring “I don’t taste ANY chocolate” (and her father doesn’t tell her to ask nicely– people these days, I swear). Usually my solution to pre-work despair is a car sing-a-long. Works magic, I promise.

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