<?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-2450223873730811358</id><updated>2012-02-12T08:14:39.324-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Teensie Doodle</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teensiedoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450223873730811358/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teensiedoodle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08396128897411865763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NEqKY2PpQM4/SXqAPf_RAII/AAAAAAAAAWM/bwbz4RebAAw/S220/DSC00741.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450223873730811358.post-5194373979830754069</id><published>2010-12-21T14:26:00.003-09:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:50:01.448-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you ever feel like a plastic bag?</title><content type='html'>One thing I hate the most... the radio. I am so sick of it. Where did all the good music go? A ton of songs lately are annoying and have really stupid lyrics, ha. Twill be the theme of this post... Stupid lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "Cooler than the flip side of my pillow." - Smile by Uncle Cracker. He is describing a girl here ahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "Do you ever feel like a plastic bag?" - Firework by Katy Perry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "At night I feel like a vampire." - Break by Three Days Grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. "Should of known you was trouble from the first kiss. Had  your eyes wide open, why were they open?" - Grenade by Bruno Mars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. "The square root of 69 is 8 something, right? Cause I've been tryna work it out." - Whats My Name by Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. "But you promised her next time you'll show restraint. You don't get another chance. Life is no Nintendo game. But you lied again now you get to watch her leave out the window. Guess that's why they call it window pane." - Love the Way You Lie by Eminem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "Before I leave I brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack." - Tik Tok by Kesha. Ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. "I'm tryna find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful. D**n girl. D**n you're a sexy b***h." - Sexy B**** by Akon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. "When I was 13, I had my first love. There was nobody that compared to my baby and nobody came between us or could ever come above. She had me goin' crazy, oh I was starstruck. She woke me up daily, don't need no Starbucks. She made my heart pound. And skip a beat when I see her in the street and at school on the playground." Baby by Justin Bieber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. "And I may break your heart, but I dont really think there's anybody as bomb as me." - Break Your Heart by Taio Cruz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450223873730811358-5194373979830754069?l=teensiedoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teensiedoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/5194373979830754069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450223873730811358&amp;postID=5194373979830754069' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450223873730811358/posts/default/5194373979830754069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450223873730811358/posts/default/5194373979830754069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teensiedoodle.blogspot.com/2010/12/do-you-ever-feel-like-plastic-bag.html' title='Do you ever feel like a plastic bag?'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08396128897411865763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NEqKY2PpQM4/SXqAPf_RAII/AAAAAAAAAWM/bwbz4RebAAw/S220/DSC00741.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450223873730811358.post-5884772899219459535</id><published>2010-12-11T17:34:00.003-09:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T17:57:01.563-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhihee</title><content type='html'>She can drive me so psycho with her meowing and terrorizing and destructive behaviors. But I can always count on having a good time when I'm with her. I was cranky on Friday and even before we got on the bus she had already cheered me up. But not cuz she was being funny... she was being annoying ahah. It was just so funny how hard she was laughing at herself. Ahah how foolish. 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450223873730811358&amp;postID=5884772899219459535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450223873730811358/posts/default/5884772899219459535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450223873730811358/posts/default/5884772899219459535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teensiedoodle.blogspot.com/2010/12/rhihee.html' title='Rhihee'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08396128897411865763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NEqKY2PpQM4/SXqAPf_RAII/AAAAAAAAAWM/bwbz4RebAAw/S220/DSC00741.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2450223873730811358.post-5719844379421712968</id><published>2010-12-09T17:40:00.011-09:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T18:23:31.790-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Makeup for men...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.makeupandbeautyblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/man-makeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 540px; height: 359px;" src="http://www.makeupandbeautyblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/man-makeup.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Read this, its ridiculous. I didnt write it... I criticized it afterward though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Makeup for men?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Recently, I’ve turned three of my good friends, all male, onto makeup. Now, not full-on, dare-I-say, girly makeup, but simple, natural, corrective aesthetic enhancements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Makeup has done more for my self-confidence than any amount of plastic-surgery, psychology, and good friends who lie really well could ever do. I don’t use it to change anything about myself, but to “correct” minor tarnishes to my ego — blemishes, spots, and the dreaded dark under-eye circles. Since converting them to my faith, these male friends have all thanked me profusely, saying they’ve gotten more attention from girls and just feel better about themselves around other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mind you, these weren’t easy converts — I had to drag them kicking and screaming into Sephora and plunk them down in front of the Make Up For Ever aisle while I shopped for them before I got even a smidgen of cooperation — but you should see ‘em now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hooked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Most men could benefit from three things: foundation, concealer, and blush or bronzer (depending on their skintone). I’ve found that Make Up For Ever is a great brand to get ‘em started on, as the packaging is relatively indiscrete, the products are easy to use and relatively foolproof (even the foundation), and the display is far from daunting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The 3 Rules of Man Makeup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RULE #1 – Teach them how to use everything, and take the time to do it right (consult an expert if you need to). If things go wrong for them once, they’ll quit using makeup forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RULE #2 – Make sure everything takes less than seven minutes, which is a little more time than most boys spend getting ready in the morning. If the process takes much longer than that, it’ll send them running for the machismo hills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RULE #3 – Do not tell your friends. Men don’t want it spread that they’ve taken to the feminine art of maquillage. They might accept it, even embrace it, but the minute it gets out that they’ve done so, all your hard work will go right out the window, along with the products you’ve spent so much money on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Follow these three rules, and you’ll have your men not only looking better than ever, but acting as your new Sephora buddies. :) No longer are my friends ashamed to walk into this magical haven with me. Now they proudly walk over to the MUFE aisle by themselves, grab their stuff, and pay for it with eyes not cast askance. And once, with my girl friend along with us, I even heard one of them say, “That’s a great color on you!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ah, men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this article today while reading through some beauty blogs. It  basically talks about how men should improve and enhance their features  by wearing foundation, concealer, and blush or bronzer. Are. You.  Kidding. Me. It made me quite mad actually. Makeup is for girls. First  of all, I cant think of any guys that would "embrace" or accept this. It  is ridiculous. Ya lets put makeup on men and next we can take them to  Forever 21 and get them a sparkly headband and a floral cardigan. Why  does this woman think its ok to take away a guys masculinity? She talks  about how she got three of her male friends to "convert to her faith"  and start wearing makeup. Wow what a jerk. And these guys? Why wont they  take a stand and tell this confused woman that they were born men and  will always be men and MEN DONT WEAR MAKEUP. Then this freak says its  "not full on... girly makeup." Ummm... ya.... all makeup is girly. And  it is wrong wrong wrong to make a guy wear makeup. These fools said they  got more attention. Well it cant be good attention. Probably people  whispering behind his back saying things like, "Is that guy wearing glitter on his lips?" or "When did he come  out of the closet?" And then she says dont tell the makeup-wearing-fool's friends about his new 7 minute morning routine that  consists of applying foundation, blotting concealer, and dusting on  blush. Um I'm pretty sure his friends will notice the shimmer on  his cheeks... They dont need too be told. Anywhoo this is insanity and it needs to stop. What the crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makeup for men?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2450223873730811358-5719844379421712968?l=teensiedoodle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teensiedoodle.blogspot.com/feeds/5719844379421712968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2450223873730811358&amp;postID=5719844379421712968' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450223873730811358/posts/default/5719844379421712968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2450223873730811358/posts/default/5719844379421712968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teensiedoodle.blogspot.com/2010/12/makeup-for-meni-found-this-article.html' title='Makeup for men...'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08396128897411865763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NEqKY2PpQM4/SXqAPf_RAII/AAAAAAAAAWM/bwbz4RebAAw/S220/DSC00741.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
