<?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-6370492274824371235</id><updated>2011-11-06T23:10:06.987+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sur des dancefloors désabusés, dansent des messalines coupes pleines.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453258101115245282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/S63dAFeuqAI/AAAAAAAAAHo/eyOtHKGJICY/s1600/tumblr_kzua97nIGY1qb0e2zo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/S63dAFeuqAI/AAAAAAAAAHo/eyOtHKGJICY/s400/tumblr_kzua97nIGY1qb0e2zo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453257717356341250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/S63c_-D2jRI/AAAAAAAAAHg/YXE6rhmO91A/s1600/tumblr_kyuzzs0ZEd1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/S63c_-D2jRI/AAAAAAAAAHg/YXE6rhmO91A/s400/tumblr_kyuzzs0ZEd1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453257715364564242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/1258361987353616223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/2010/02/la-chanson-est-pas-sensass-mais-la.html' title='La chanson est pas sensass&apos; mais la collaboration Audrey Tautou-Charlie Winston , c&apos;plutôt coul.'/><author><name>Justine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08165464638682039635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9iF6c9cjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZT35q4eNYNA/S220/PICT0024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370492274824371235.post-2052316032163049057</id><published>2010-02-14T18:03:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T09:28:55.262+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Aha, mon blues de l'info du dernier post, NON !</title><content type='html'>J'ai décidé, je veux faire comme Antoine de Maximy : &lt;br /&gt;Aller dormir à Hollywood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HrxVp5ggioo&amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HrxVp5ggioo&amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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;En attendant, je veux Tours, la Cérémonie des César, le concert des Plastiscines  (♥!), et Nicolas D. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/S3kFpUUScII/AAAAAAAAAHA/fbI6Nv2SUF0/s1600-h/nicolas-duvauchelle-20060704-142546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/2052316032163049057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/2010/02/aha-mon-blues-de-linfo-du-dernier-post.html' title='Aha, mon blues de l&apos;info du dernier post, NON !'/><author><name>Justine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08165464638682039635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9iF6c9cjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZT35q4eNYNA/S220/PICT0024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/S3kFpUUScII/AAAAAAAAAHA/fbI6Nv2SUF0/s72-c/nicolas-duvauchelle-20060704-142546.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370492274824371235.post-1147059846292907460</id><published>2010-01-30T13:14:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T13:28:32.989+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Trop de Blabla, je veux du Bling-bling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/S2QkDLWaK3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/k3AaWXV56Fk/s1600-h/tom-sturridge-nina-schubert-robert-pattinson-59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/S2QkDLWaK3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/k3AaWXV56Fk/s400/tom-sturridge-nina-schubert-robert-pattinson-59.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432506687520648050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De retour? Pas sur. Pour l'instant, ça me blase tout ça. Pas très concret tous ces messages, toutes ces photos, toutes ces infos. En attendant une vague d'inspiration et d'envie, allons travailler. Le Dut, il va pas tomber du ciel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6370492274824371235-1147059846292907460?l=smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1147059846292907460/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6370492274824371235&amp;postID=1147059846292907460&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/1147059846292907460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/1147059846292907460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/2010/01/trop-de-blabla-je-veux-du-bling-bling.html' title='Trop de Blabla, je veux du Bling-bling.'/><author><name>Justine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08165464638682039635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9iF6c9cjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZT35q4eNYNA/S220/PICT0024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/S2QkDLWaK3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/k3AaWXV56Fk/s72-c/tom-sturridge-nina-schubert-robert-pattinson-59.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370492274824371235.post-2657902032230524721</id><published>2009-12-24T10:42:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T10:52:25.903+01:00</updated><title type='text'>C'est grâce à elle que j'ai regardé Breakfast At Tiffany's.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SzM5aAotvCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/GbpIJ7aMgjE/s1600-h/Brittany-Murphy-29-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SzM5aAotvCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/GbpIJ7aMgjE/s400/Brittany-Murphy-29-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418737895666990114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'ai pas internet depuis quasi une semaine , oké. Du coup, je suis coupée du monde dans mon pâtelin isolé, oké. Et là, INTERNET. Ohmygod, j'y vais. Tour habituel et là, je le vois sur Twitter "Service d'ordre pour les funérails de Brittany Murphy.." QUOI!? Ni une , ni deux, je clique, je tappe Brittany Murphy dans Google, et oui, c'vrai, décédée d'une crise cardiaque le 20 décembre. J'en ai plus de souffle. J'ai regardé &lt;em&gt;Love and Other Disasters&lt;/em&gt; lundi.. Alors oké, Jackson on en a parlé partout sur toutes les chaines pendant 4mois, mais les autres, pas un mot. et pourtant Dieu sait que j'en ai passé du temps devant la télé ces derniers temps. Sur ce, je m'en vais.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6370492274824371235-2657902032230524721?l=smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2657902032230524721/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6370492274824371235&amp;postID=2657902032230524721&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/2657902032230524721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/2657902032230524721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/2009/12/jai-pas-internet-depuis-quasi-une.html' title='C&apos;est grâce à elle que j&apos;ai regardé Breakfast At Tiffany&apos;s.'/><author><name>Justine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08165464638682039635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9iF6c9cjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZT35q4eNYNA/S220/PICT0024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SzM5aAotvCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/GbpIJ7aMgjE/s72-c/Brittany-Murphy-29-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370492274824371235.post-8632901783624216742</id><published>2009-12-18T18:11:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T18:24:29.374+01:00</updated><title type='text'>OHMYGODOHMYGOD</title><content type='html'>ASHTON KUTCHER LE PUBLIE IL Y A 20 MIN SUR TWITTER : &lt;br /&gt;VIDEO DE LUI PENDANT 1M30 REMERCIANT LES FANS.&lt;br /&gt;Depuis hier, l'information est tombée, TBL revient grâce à notre soutien. (On peut rêver :). L'épisode 3 de TBL est là sous mes yeux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Syu6GKIBK7I/AAAAAAAAAGg/PrxB52jRyeg/s1600-h/ashton-kutcher-rankin%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Syu6GKIBK7I/AAAAAAAAAGg/PrxB52jRyeg/s400/ashton-kutcher-rankin%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416627591803120562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon dieu, quoi de mieux pour commencer ces vacances et finir cette année!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6370492274824371235-8632901783624216742?l=smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8632901783624216742/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6370492274824371235&amp;postID=8632901783624216742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/8632901783624216742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/8632901783624216742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/2009/12/ohmygodohmygod.html' title='OHMYGODOHMYGOD'/><author><name>Justine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08165464638682039635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9iF6c9cjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZT35q4eNYNA/S220/PICT0024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Syu6GKIBK7I/AAAAAAAAAGg/PrxB52jRyeg/s72-c/ashton-kutcher-rankin%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370492274824371235.post-3288285927470378632</id><published>2009-12-12T13:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T13:17:39.601+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Entre deux coupures internet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PTzfQLRP4kk&amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PTzfQLRP4kk&amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6370492274824371235-3288285927470378632?l=smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/feeds/3288285927470378632/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6370492274824371235&amp;postID=3288285927470378632&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/3288285927470378632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/3288285927470378632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/2009/12/entre-deux-coupures-internet.html' title='Entre deux coupures internet.'/><author><name>Justine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08165464638682039635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9iF6c9cjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZT35q4eNYNA/S220/PICT0024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370492274824371235.post-7224045818355657621</id><published>2009-12-04T17:59:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T18:04:51.347+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Etape 1: Comment avoir une semaine pou-rrie .</title><content type='html'>Je rentre, je fais le tour et tombe sur ça.      WOW. &lt;br /&gt;Have a nice weekend. Ca ne sera surement pas mon cas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mlPkCsRuGs8&amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mlPkCsRuGs8&amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6370492274824371235-7224045818355657621?l=smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7224045818355657621/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6370492274824371235&amp;postID=7224045818355657621&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/7224045818355657621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/7224045818355657621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/2009/12/etape-1-comment-avoir-une-semaine-pou.html' title='Etape 1: Comment avoir une semaine pou-rrie .'/><author><name>Justine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08165464638682039635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9iF6c9cjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZT35q4eNYNA/S220/PICT0024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370492274824371235.post-61245305596555385</id><published>2009-11-28T19:30:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T19:47:34.371+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Post rapide de résumé de semaine.</title><content type='html'>Dans le genre vie de tous les jours, on pourrait parler de Good Morning England, de Accès Privé aujourd'hui et Pamela Anderson qui se sent plus à 42ans, ou encore de ces chaussures qui ont une semaine, qui s'abiment déja et qui finalement ne s'abimeront (&lt;em&gt;on croise les doigts&lt;/em&gt;) plus. de cette semaine sans GG, sans Oth, sans Grey's, sans Desperate. pour le coup, c'moi qui suit desperate. de toutes ces tonnes de choses que je dois faire, de tous ces films que je dois voir pour AHA le Bac. ah et oui, aussi, on pourrait parler de l'an prochain, et là on rigolerait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6370492274824371235-61245305596555385?l=smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/feeds/61245305596555385/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6370492274824371235&amp;postID=61245305596555385&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/61245305596555385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/61245305596555385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/2009/11/post-rapide-de-resume-de-semaine.html' title='Post rapide de résumé de semaine.'/><author><name>Justine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08165464638682039635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9iF6c9cjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZT35q4eNYNA/S220/PICT0024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370492274824371235.post-5819753194631245303</id><published>2009-11-27T20:44:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T20:51:29.886+01:00</updated><title type='text'>B-I-T-C-H</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SxAtZgEKLLI/AAAAAAAAAGA/bt-p1xSG7dI/s1600/RTEmagicC_plasticines-HD_jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SxAtZgEKLLI/AAAAAAAAAGA/bt-p1xSG7dI/s400/RTEmagicC_plasticines-HD_jpg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408873068599323826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cette semaine dans les Inrocks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plastiscines, les filles de l'air&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La pop française s'exporte bien aux USA : Fraichement invitées à jouer leur propre rôle dans la série Gossip Girl, les Plastiscines y ont aussi enregistré leur nouveau disque, des miniatures girly qui n'ont rien à envier aux anglo-saxons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il y a un peu plus de trois ans, sur la scène du Bar 3, un club rock planté au beau milieu du quartier de Saint-Germain-des-Prés où les groupes adolescents se succédaient (Naast, Second Sex, les Shades, les Parisians), on découvrait les Plastiscines. Quatre très jeunes filles qui déjà tiraient leur épingle du jeu. Zazie à la batterie, Louise à la basse, Marine à la guitare et Katty au chant et à la guitare. Beaucoup moins lookées et plus avenantes que leurs collègues masculins, les filles semblaient, comme toujours, avoir une bonne longueur d’avance sur les mecs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depuis, les itinéraires de ces garçons ont fluctué et les Plastiscines sont au top. Récemment invitées dans la saison 3 de la série la plus hip du moment, Gossip Girl (épisode 9), elles reviennent aux affaires avec un deuxième album étonnant, About Love, presque entièrement chanté en anglais et qui n’a pas grand-chose à envier à la concurrence anglo-saxonne. Entre temps, Anaïs a remplacé Zazie à la batterie et le groupe a signé sur un label américain, Nylon Records, récemment ouvert par le magazine de mode américain Nylon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le buzz qui les entoure aux Etats-Unis est assez conséquent. Mais les Plastiscines ne s’emballent pas. Depuis trois ans, elles vivent le truc sans se mettre trop de pression, en mode copines. “A la fin de notre précédente tournée, le plus important pour nous était de trouver une batteuse. Elles se succédaient depuis le départ de Zazie et c’était assez inconfortable”, explique la guitariste Marine Neuilly. C’est via une annonce postée sur MySpace qu’elles tombent sur Anaïs Vandevyvere qui, après quelques jours de test dans les environs de Clermont-Ferrand, vient prendre les fûts pour la suite des aventures. “C’est difficile de s’intégrer au groupe parce que nous avons nos codes, nos habitudes. Mais Anaïs était la candidate idéale”, poursuit Marine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nous sommes fin 2008 et les Plastiscines, sans véritables nouvelles de leur maison de disques française, décident de tenter le coup aux Etats-unis. C’est donc Nylon Records qui rafle la mise. Le petit label a su prouver son amour aux filles. “Il se passe tellement peu de choses dans l’industrie du disque qu’on a trouvé ça excitant. C’est une toute petite structure, ce qui permet d’avoir une prise directe sur ce qui se passe. On a vécu des trucs assez bizarres avec notre maison de disques précédente, de nouveaux employés arrivaient, d’autres partaient, on ne savait plus à qui s’adresser. Quand Nylon est arrivé avec son enthousiasme, on a foncé”, explique la bassiste Louise Basilien. En février 2009, elles sont invitées en Californie pour enregistrer quelques titres avec Butch Walker, l’un des producteurs américains les plus en vue, qui les avait remarquées l’an passé au Festival de Coachella. “Nous étions un peu réticentes car Walker a bossé avec Weezer ou les Donnas, mais aussi avec de très grosses pointures comme Pink. Nous avions peur de finir par interpréter des chansons qu’il avait lui-même enregistrées, mais ça ne s’est pas du tout passé comme ça. Nous nous sommes installées chez lui, il a appelé un jeune ingénieur du son et nous avons bossé comme une petite famille”, continue Louise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ces sessions, les Plastiscines sortent transformées. Loin du son un peu rêche de leur premier album, elles se découvrent terriblement pop et bubblegum sous la houlette de Butch Walker. “Notre premier album était droit, sec. Butch Walker nous a aidées à nous libérer de beaucoup de choses, à nous laisser aller à faire des choeurs, à assumer notre côté mélodique”, enchaîne Marine. Il suffit pour s’en convaincre de jeter une oreille sur les titres qui composent About Love, disque bourré de miniatures girly-pop qui font penser aux héroïnes du genre, de Sleeper à That Dog, en passant par les Donnas ou même les Go-Go’s ou les Bangles des années 80. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C’est frais, décomplexé, lumineux et il n’en faudra pas plus pour que les Plastiscines prennent la roue de tous ces jeunes groupes français partis en éclaireur exporter la pop d’ici, de Phoenix ou Cocoon aux Naïve New Beaters. Une idée qui n’effraie pas ces jeunes pétroleuses, beaucoup plus kamikazes et débrouillardes que ce que peuvent penser certains jaloux. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“C’est vrai qu’on n’a pas froid aux yeux, cette facette-là ne s’est pas toujours vue. On n’a pas du tout contrôlé notre image au départ, et il y avait un côté très lisse, poseur et dur, alors que nous ne sommes pas comme ça du tout. Nous avions 17 ans quand on a commencé et tout s’est fait dans l’urgence, on ne se rendait pas compte, on était des bébés. Aujourd’hui, on maîtrise beaucoup plus le truc, même si on reste prêtes à se faire surprendre”, ajoute la bassiste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le 27 octobre dernier, lorsque les Plastiscines sont montées sur la scène de la Boule Noire à Paris, c’est toute la salle qui se laissait surprendre par le retour béton des quatre amies, compactes et concentrées sur leurs instruments, prêtes à en découdre avec les salles du monde entier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album About Love (Nylon Records/Because Music) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/plastiscine"&gt;MySpace.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6370492274824371235-5819753194631245303?l=smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/feeds/5819753194631245303/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6370492274824371235&amp;postID=5819753194631245303&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/5819753194631245303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/5819753194631245303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/2009/11/b-i-t-c-h.html' title='B-I-T-C-H'/><author><name>Justine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08165464638682039635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9iF6c9cjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZT35q4eNYNA/S220/PICT0024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SxAtZgEKLLI/AAAAAAAAAGA/bt-p1xSG7dI/s72-c/RTEmagicC_plasticines-HD_jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370492274824371235.post-1361074981466706923</id><published>2009-11-21T23:03:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T16:38:47.151+01:00</updated><title type='text'>just dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SWF3GhS_WQA&amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SWF3GhS_WQA&amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6370492274824371235-1361074981466706923?l=smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1361074981466706923/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6370492274824371235&amp;postID=1361074981466706923&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/1361074981466706923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/1361074981466706923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-dance.html' title='just dance'/><author><name>Justine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08165464638682039635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9iF6c9cjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZT35q4eNYNA/S220/PICT0024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370492274824371235.post-2814656046493722728</id><published>2009-11-20T22:50:00.025+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T17:55:01.791+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Emmène-moi à Winnipeg.</title><content type='html'>Elle avait pourtant très très mal commencé. Départ de M.,mercredi de looseuses, Révolte qui tourne mal,jeudi sick.Mais c'enfin arrivé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alors je pourrais tout raconter.Je pourrais raconter qu'à 20:34,un grand,slim gris,cheveux plaqués,est arrivé."C'lui? Clui!?" Nan,c'pas lui.C'sa première partie.Badant le gars.Une chanson de plus,j'allais me suicider avec lui après quoi.Mais bon,c'pas le principal,21:06.Il est là.IL EST LA !Mon dieu, IL EST LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA . &amp; là, c'parti. Il nous dit qu'on est calme, qu'on est assis, bien assis.Tu m'étonnes pour être assis,on est assis.Mais après Les Limites,on y tient plus.Et ça y'est j'y suis.devant la scène à 2mètres de Lui.et là, c'les 7200secondes les moins perdues de toute ma vie.Il fait des roulades,ouvre sa chemise,me regarde (oupas),danse comme dans Pour Un infidèle,fait croire qu'il s'en va et revient après 20secondes de cries,avec deux cimbales.et puis c'la dernière.au bord de la scène,c'à dire presque sur mes doigts,chante sans micro une chanson avec "Excellent" qu'il faut répéter tout le temps.&amp; C'fini il nous dit que "pour ceux qui veullent" il pourra faire des autographes et des photos après.Woua.Une photo avec lui!! :O&lt;br /&gt;23:51 .Il arrive.C'pas l'émeute,c'timide.On s'pousse pour avoir l'autographe tant désiré.Je tends mon flyer,et là,il le prends LE MIEN .et me le rends.il a gribouillé un "Julien" qui a plus la tronche d'un cardiogramme,m'a pas regardé,demandé mon prénom ou quoi que ce soit.Pareil,t'as le malheur de lui dire que le concert était so great,un "Merci" sortira peut être,mais te regarder sourire.Camille a dit,c'un péteux,j'avoue.Ah hé,et c'était pas prendre des photos avec lui, mais DE lui. &lt;strong&gt;: )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Swe4Tf5Qw3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/-ko2L_j6M2o/s1600/IMG_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Swe4Tf5Qw3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/-ko2L_j6M2o/s400/IMG_0063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406492522800268146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Swe4x3a5wsI/AAAAAAAAAEg/EOKqGcB01fA/s1600/IMG_0068.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/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Swe4x3a5wsI/AAAAAAAAAEg/EOKqGcB01fA/s400/IMG_0068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406493044511457986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Swe5PTsPdRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Qm4Idjb3mF0/s1600/IMG_0112.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/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Swe5PTsPdRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Qm4Idjb3mF0/s400/IMG_0112.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406493550316582162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Swe5uR-eGuI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Iy7XJtM27pU/s1600/IMG_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Swe5uR-eGuI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Iy7XJtM27pU/s400/IMG_0117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406494082432113378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Swe6WBq2XdI/AAAAAAAAAE4/MPAtJvA7KOw/s1600/IMG_0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Swe6WBq2XdI/AAAAAAAAAE4/MPAtJvA7KOw/s400/IMG_0183.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406494765249617362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Swe65mxWxbI/AAAAAAAAAFA/O0ifEwHVZaE/s1600/IMG_0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Swe65mxWxbI/AAAAAAAAAFA/O0ifEwHVZaE/s400/IMG_0186.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406495376504440242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Swe7j3dj_GI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pTNAAIgewCU/s1600/IMG_0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Swe7j3dj_GI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pTNAAIgewCU/s400/IMG_0229.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406496102539328610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Swe8qiwcgoI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/IGZfdIsMG90/s1600/IMG_0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Swe8qiwcgoI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/IGZfdIsMG90/s400/IMG_0242.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406497316752097922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Swe9cf_jCcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/8w_wfDnwCk0/s1600/IMG_0254.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/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Swe9cf_jCcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/8w_wfDnwCk0/s400/IMG_0254.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406498175003593154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le CONTREBASSISTE était lui aussi, so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Swe-guFivDI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ExGVeVc6AOo/s1600/IMG_0256.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/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Swe-guFivDI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ExGVeVc6AOo/s400/IMG_0256.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406499347017940018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Swe_r_kli-I/AAAAAAAAAFo/O6Sp34LcvCY/s1600/IMG_0279.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/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Swe_r_kli-I/AAAAAAAAAFo/O6Sp34LcvCY/s400/IMG_0279.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406500640201739234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SwfAaRoU1uI/AAAAAAAAAFw/w5RDdptZRrA/s1600/IMG_0281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SwfAaRoU1uI/AAAAAAAAAFw/w5RDdptZRrA/s400/IMG_0281.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406501435323242210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SwfBKCuYB_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/_Xfr7mYkxWI/s1600/IMG_0293.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/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SwfBKCuYB_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/_Xfr7mYkxWI/s400/IMG_0293.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406502255955806194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JULIEN DORE EST UN SHOWMAN, IL NOUS FAIT TOUTES BANDER SUR SCENE, CERTES. MAIS C'UN PETEUX, DOMMAGE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et puis sinon, je les ai. Les grises fendues sur le devant de La Halle de y'a 2 semaines. Elles sont à moi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6370492274824371235-2814656046493722728?l=smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2814656046493722728/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6370492274824371235&amp;postID=2814656046493722728&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/2814656046493722728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/2814656046493722728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/2009/11/emmene-moi-winnipeg.html' title='Emmène-moi à Winnipeg.'/><author><name>Justine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08165464638682039635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9iF6c9cjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZT35q4eNYNA/S220/PICT0024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Swe4Tf5Qw3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/-ko2L_j6M2o/s72-c/IMG_0063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370492274824371235.post-6411780801190809712</id><published>2009-11-15T11:28:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T11:30:23.374+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"The boy saw the Comet. and he knew his life has a meening."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle est où ma Comète ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6370492274824371235-6411780801190809712?l=smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/feeds/6411780801190809712/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6370492274824371235&amp;postID=6411780801190809712&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/6411780801190809712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/6411780801190809712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/2009/11/boy-saw-comet.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08165464638682039635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9iF6c9cjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZT35q4eNYNA/S220/PICT0024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370492274824371235.post-4256578339019970025</id><published>2009-11-14T11:08:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T12:59:17.517+01:00</updated><title type='text'>GOD, Adrien a coupé.</title><content type='html'>De deux choses l'une. Hier soir, extase. D'abord Julien Doré &amp; The Bash , juste sensas. En passant, Julie, ce qui suit, je l'avais bien déja dans ma bibliothèque.&lt;br /&gt;Deuxième, as usual, New GG Episode. 03x09. GOD. Threesome, Somebody To Love (Leighton M. avec Robin Thicke) pendant la méga fête d'étudiants. &amp; ensuite apothéose du génial, Les Plastiscines, le Come back ! Je me rappelle de l'époque où Looser tournait en boucle dans mon Mp3, now, Bitch. GG a été crée pour moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et olàlà, du tout frais, sur w9, le nouveau clip des BB Brunes! &lt;br /&gt;Elle me dit qu'elle n'aime que les slows en Anglais, que j'expire un Shakespeare très Français. GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4otR0a41yrc&amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4otR0a41yrc&amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0RA48-bbBHU&amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0RA48-bbBHU&amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ngIIw3FbcQQ&amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ngIIw3FbcQQ&amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6370492274824371235-4256578339019970025?l=smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4256578339019970025/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6370492274824371235&amp;postID=4256578339019970025&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/4256578339019970025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/4256578339019970025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/2009/11/god-adrien-coupe.html' title='GOD, Adrien a coupé.'/><author><name>Justine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08165464638682039635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9iF6c9cjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZT35q4eNYNA/S220/PICT0024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370492274824371235.post-3384125374813907957</id><published>2009-11-11T12:09:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T13:18:55.512+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Plus que 7 jours avant ce qui s'annonce être le jour où je meurs.</title><content type='html'>Vendredi 13, vendredi 13, vendredi 13 : BONHEEEEEUUUUR !&lt;br /&gt;Le magazine Elle sera accompagné d'un CD collector de 5 titres en anglais de Julien Doré. Woo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"codebase="http://fpdownload.adobe.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,0,0" width="550" height="345"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.elle.fr/extension/la_videoplayer/design/elle/swf/PlayerVideoElle.swf"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="URL_XML=http://www.elle.fr/elle/la_videoplayer/video/1041576&amp;videoID=1041576&amp;wreport=true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="opaque"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="Always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.elle.fr/extension/la_videoplayer/design/elle/swf/PlayerVideoElle.swf" flashvars="URL_XML=http://www.elle.fr/elle/la_videoplayer/video/1041576&amp;videoID=1041576&amp;wreport=true" allowScriptAccess="Always" allowFullscreen="true" wmode="opaque" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="550" height="345"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; pendant que vous y êtes, &lt;a href="http://www.peopleschoice.com/pca/"&gt;votez&lt;/a&gt; !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6370492274824371235-3384125374813907957?l=smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/feeds/3384125374813907957/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6370492274824371235&amp;postID=3384125374813907957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/3384125374813907957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/3384125374813907957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/2009/11/plus-que-7-jours-avant-ce-qui-sannonce.html' title='Plus que 7 jours avant ce qui s&apos;annonce être le jour où je meurs.'/><author><name>Justine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08165464638682039635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9iF6c9cjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZT35q4eNYNA/S220/PICT0024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370492274824371235.post-7226533209307670653</id><published>2009-11-08T21:02:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T21:07:24.479+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oulàlà, &lt;a href="http://22h55.blogspot.com"&gt;Julie&lt;/a&gt;, tu es partie manger, tu m'as laissée là avec &lt;a href="http://venus--in--furs.blogspot.com/2009/10/glamour-glamour.html"&gt;cette page&lt;/a&gt;. et là, je regrette qu'il soit 21h03, je regrette d'avoir passé les dernières vacances à gambader. J'annonce, bientôt, je fais mon retour sur Lookbook !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6370492274824371235-7226533209307670653?l=smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7226533209307670653/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6370492274824371235&amp;postID=7226533209307670653&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/7226533209307670653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/7226533209307670653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/2009/11/oulala-julie-tu-es-partie-manger-tu-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08165464638682039635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9iF6c9cjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZT35q4eNYNA/S220/PICT0024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370492274824371235.post-2620058755407870284</id><published>2009-11-07T23:15:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T23:25:24.827+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rendez-nous au moins ça!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvXz0NCZawI/AAAAAAAAADo/CjWnz_62lMw/s1600-h/beautiful-life-naked-promos-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvXz0NCZawI/AAAAAAAAADo/CjWnz_62lMw/s400/beautiful-life-naked-promos-01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401491406279240450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6370492274824371235-2620058755407870284?l=smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2620058755407870284/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6370492274824371235&amp;postID=2620058755407870284&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/2620058755407870284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/2620058755407870284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/2009/11/rendez-nous-au-moins-ca.html' title='Rendez-nous au moins ça!'/><author><name>Justine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08165464638682039635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9iF6c9cjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZT35q4eNYNA/S220/PICT0024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvXz0NCZawI/AAAAAAAAADo/CjWnz_62lMw/s72-c/beautiful-life-naked-promos-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370492274824371235.post-3385034294028404836</id><published>2009-11-07T21:11:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T21:24:11.222+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vdm du jour volume 2.</title><content type='html'>Je vais à la Halle o Chaussures. Je cherche , je cherche, rien qui m'emballe. et là, en bout de rayon, elles étaient là. grises, fendues sur le devant, 35€. Par-fai-tes. Et bha non. toutes les chaussures que j'avais essayé avant me convenaient parfaitement en 39, et elles, non. trop petites. et BIEN SUUUUUUUUUUUR, pas de 40! 41, méga trop grand. "M*rde, tant pis, j'les commanderais sur le site ce soir", me dis-je. Mouaha. introuvables sur le site. Ce soir, Samedi soir, la loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; sinon, dans un registre moins vdm, je suis allée voir This is it. just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvXXNiXYSaI/AAAAAAAAADY/-HPHWJYbHxk/s1600-h/293_jackson_michael11_082808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvXXNiXYSaI/AAAAAAAAADY/-HPHWJYbHxk/s400/293_jackson_michael11_082808.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401459955663915426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvXXNSFCFJI/AAAAAAAAADQ/4KtbzD2vcM0/s1600-h/01xi6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvXXNSFCFJI/AAAAAAAAADQ/4KtbzD2vcM0/s400/01xi6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401459951291995282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvXXNORvj-I/AAAAAAAAADI/NJo7bg2C7tc/s1600-h/michael-jackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvXXNORvj-I/AAAAAAAAADI/NJo7bg2C7tc/s400/michael-jackson.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401459950271565794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvXXM__DNFI/AAAAAAAAADA/J_gbvYDAWnE/s1600-h/michael-jackson-roi-couronne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvXXM__DNFI/AAAAAAAAADA/J_gbvYDAWnE/s400/michael-jackson-roi-couronne.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401459946435064914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6370492274824371235-3385034294028404836?l=smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/feeds/3385034294028404836/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6370492274824371235&amp;postID=3385034294028404836&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/3385034294028404836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/3385034294028404836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/2009/11/vdm-du-jour-volume-2.html' title='Vdm du jour volume 2.'/><author><name>Justine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08165464638682039635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9iF6c9cjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZT35q4eNYNA/S220/PICT0024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvXXNiXYSaI/AAAAAAAAADY/-HPHWJYbHxk/s72-c/293_jackson_michael11_082808.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370492274824371235.post-4915498645410407968</id><published>2009-11-07T11:22:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:31:03.092+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vdm du jour.</title><content type='html'>Pour la petite histoire, il y'a environ 2 mois, j'ai joué à un jeu concours dans un magazine. et un mois plus tard, je recevais une lettre comme quoi j'avais gagné. Quoi? Visite des studios du jt de Tf1 avec présentateur de mon choix. Je veux être journaliste, travailler à la télé, les médias et tout le reste, autant dire, LE REVE QUOI. J'ai choisi Claire Chazal, je me voyais déja là-haut et avec un peu de chance un jour où il y'aurait un invité. Sauf que depuis pas de nouvelles pour fixer le jour, soit disant que le magazine en question n'aurait pas de nouvelle de Tf1. aha. Et là, je parcours Twitter comme habituellement, et la nouvelle tombe. Décidément , Voici.fr. "Robert Pattinson invité au Jt de Tf1, le 10 novembre." aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;Le 10novembre c'mardi. Claire Chazal fait le Journal le week end, autant dire, c'mort. aaaaaaaaaah. Ce matin, je meurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvVMLRMCycI/AAAAAAAAAC4/wl8mg06jnMM/s1600-h/Rob..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvVMLRMCycI/AAAAAAAAAC4/wl8mg06jnMM/s400/Rob..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401307084576967106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6370492274824371235-4915498645410407968?l=smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4915498645410407968/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6370492274824371235&amp;postID=4915498645410407968&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/4915498645410407968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/4915498645410407968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/2009/11/pour-la-petite-histoire-il-ya-environ-2.html' title='Vdm du jour.'/><author><name>Justine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08165464638682039635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9iF6c9cjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZT35q4eNYNA/S220/PICT0024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvVMLRMCycI/AAAAAAAAAC4/wl8mg06jnMM/s72-c/Rob..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370492274824371235.post-7673215388683576676</id><published>2009-11-06T23:29:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T23:50:17.284+01:00</updated><title type='text'>#pdm</title><content type='html'>J'ai bien aimé ce post sur Twitter, voilà l'explication: &lt;a href="http://aede.tumblr.com/post/233345884/comment-jai-lance-pdm-sans-faire-expres"&gt;"Comment j'ai lancé pdm sans faire exprès"&lt;/a&gt;. Le principe est simple: il suffit de comparer la France avec les USA, type (j'ai beaucoup aimé celui-là): Aux Etats-Unis, ils ont Thanksgiving, en France, on a le Téléthon. PDM. Je vous laisse aller regarder sur Twitter. C'plutôt drôle.&lt;br /&gt;Hanlàlà sinon, je les ai trouvé , les chaussures qu'il me faut et à 20$ ! Mais bien sur, RUPTURE DE STOCK oujesaispasquoi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvSnMyDhm-I/AAAAAAAAACw/lnXremdF50g/s1600-h/Shoeslove.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvSnMyDhm-I/AAAAAAAAACw/lnXremdF50g/s400/Shoeslove.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401125691160894434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6370492274824371235-7673215388683576676?l=smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7673215388683576676/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6370492274824371235&amp;postID=7673215388683576676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/7673215388683576676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/7673215388683576676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/2009/11/pdm.html' title='#pdm'/><author><name>Justine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08165464638682039635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9iF6c9cjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZT35q4eNYNA/S220/PICT0024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvSnMyDhm-I/AAAAAAAAACw/lnXremdF50g/s72-c/Shoeslove.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370492274824371235.post-1934771643260098700</id><published>2009-11-04T17:39:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T17:44:25.194+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pour cette fin de journée.</title><content type='html'>Voici.fr publie la nouvelle: Anna Wintour &amp; Sarah Jessica Parker vont travailler pour la Maison Blanche. Elles feront parti d'un comité qui aura pour but de "réfléchir sur l'apport des domaines artistiques et culturels dans l'économie et la diplomatie culturelle". Coul, isnt'it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7x08 , Oth, GREAT! Omg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6370492274824371235-1934771643260098700?l=smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1934771643260098700/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6370492274824371235&amp;postID=1934771643260098700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/1934771643260098700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/1934771643260098700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/2009/11/pour-cette-fin-de-journee.html' title='Pour cette fin de journée.'/><author><name>Justine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08165464638682039635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9iF6c9cjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZT35q4eNYNA/S220/PICT0024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370492274824371235.post-2785738875196635276</id><published>2009-11-04T10:56:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:33:25.474+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo du jour.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvFQ5w9qLvI/AAAAAAAAACg/azIEzoctGQc/s1600-h/champagne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvFQ5w9qLvI/AAAAAAAAACg/azIEzoctGQc/s400/champagne.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400186381520219890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suprememeteorite.fr/?p=2012"&gt;Suprême Météorite&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;j'vous avais pourtant dit d'y aller.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6370492274824371235-2785738875196635276?l=smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2785738875196635276/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6370492274824371235&amp;postID=2785738875196635276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/2785738875196635276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/2785738875196635276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/2009/11/photo-du-jour.html' title='Photo du jour.'/><author><name>Justine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08165464638682039635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9iF6c9cjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZT35q4eNYNA/S220/PICT0024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvFQ5w9qLvI/AAAAAAAAACg/azIEzoctGQc/s72-c/champagne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370492274824371235.post-4685616358322866645</id><published>2009-11-03T23:16:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:29:24.705+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hm, en c'moment? ça.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvCsmgQZkdI/AAAAAAAAACA/j-A29Hky5zM/s1600-h/2089670786_0722f45f02%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvCsmgQZkdI/AAAAAAAAACA/j-A29Hky5zM/s400/2089670786_0722f45f02%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400005730710950354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvCsmSipqBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/3sBzPDhitEU/s1600-h/17-ans-encore-17-again-22-04-2009-15-08-2008-2-g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvCsmSipqBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/3sBzPDhitEU/s400/17-ans-encore-17-again-22-04-2009-15-08-2008-2-g.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400005727029405714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvCsmB6A4wI/AAAAAAAAABw/rkR9yXR7J5I/s1600-h/panic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvCsmB6A4wI/AAAAAAAAABw/rkR9yXR7J5I/s400/panic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400005722563994370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvCuf6B0BCI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1aOrWeqQeFY/s1600-h/photocabine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 379px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvCuf6B0BCI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1aOrWeqQeFY/s400/photocabine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400007816393262114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvCsly0vFGI/AAAAAAAAABg/PVSLv7Uqz3I/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvCsly0vFGI/AAAAAAAAABg/PVSLv7Uqz3I/s400/13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400005718515324002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6370492274824371235-4685616358322866645?l=smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://suprememeteorite.fr/' title='Hm, en c&apos;moment? ça.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4685616358322866645/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6370492274824371235&amp;postID=4685616358322866645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/4685616358322866645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/4685616358322866645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/2009/11/hm-en-cmoment-ca.html' title='Hm, en c&apos;moment? ça.'/><author><name>Justine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08165464638682039635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9iF6c9cjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZT35q4eNYNA/S220/PICT0024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/SvCsmgQZkdI/AAAAAAAAACA/j-A29Hky5zM/s72-c/2089670786_0722f45f02%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370492274824371235.post-2961640440575426896</id><published>2009-11-03T17:54:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T18:16:23.765+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Shop, shop, shopping.</title><content type='html'>Aujourd'hui, j'écris plus. Aujourd'hui, j'ai des nouveaux vêtements. Aujourd'hui, c'l'avant dernier jour de vacances. Aujourd'hui, c'est le premier jour de pluie des vacances. Aujourd'hui, j'ai croisé un garçon qui parlait Jacky O. Aujourd'hui, j'ai dû enfiler une vingtaine de manteaux. Aujourd'hui, je vais recopier mon commentaire de philo. Aujourd'hui, je vais regarder Pride &amp; Prejudice. Aujourd'hui, j'écoute la BO des Chansons D'Amour. (Delta Charlie Delta..) Aujourd'hui, j'ai voulu des chaussures noires. Demain, je pleure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinon, j'ai aimé l'arrivée de Jim Carrey au Ellen Show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/soK6XyeouTc&amp;hl=fr&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/soK6XyeouTc&amp;hl=fr&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca y'est, vous commencez à me cerner?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6370492274824371235-2961640440575426896?l=smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2961640440575426896/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6370492274824371235&amp;postID=2961640440575426896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/2961640440575426896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/2961640440575426896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/2009/11/shop-shop-shopping.html' title='Shop, shop, shopping.'/><author><name>Justine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08165464638682039635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9iF6c9cjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZT35q4eNYNA/S220/PICT0024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370492274824371235.post-9088475830150634036</id><published>2009-11-02T23:01:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T00:48:19.432+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss Leyton.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9aguHSWQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/j8udqC39yDk/s1600-h/G150411037719022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399633996421421314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9aguHSWQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/j8udqC39yDk/s400/G150411037719022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'ai le coeur sec et les yeux gonflés. Je ne manque pas de bonnes raisons pour t'aimer, je ne vois pas de bonnes raisons pour te les donner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha, si seulement. Louis, Oh oui.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6370492274824371235-9088475830150634036?l=smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/feeds/9088475830150634036/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6370492274824371235&amp;postID=9088475830150634036&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/9088475830150634036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/9088475830150634036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-miss-leyton.html' title='I miss Leyton.'/><author><name>Justine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08165464638682039635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9iF6c9cjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZT35q4eNYNA/S220/PICT0024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9aguHSWQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/j8udqC39yDk/s72-c/G150411037719022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370492274824371235.post-8098390393113247576</id><published>2009-10-31T18:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:00:48.005+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my Gad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Fin des vacances, presque. Tout recommence. Pour encore un, deux, trois.. huit mois. aha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bonsoir, Justine. Pas grand chose. Un avenir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6370492274824371235-8098390393113247576?l=smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8098390393113247576/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6370492274824371235&amp;postID=8098390393113247576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/8098390393113247576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6370492274824371235/posts/default/8098390393113247576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smells-like-teen-vogue.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-my-gad.html' title='Oh my Gad.'/><author><name>Justine.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08165464638682039635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yS-Iqcrbyg/Su9iF6c9cjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZT35q4eNYNA/S220/PICT0024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
