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Saturday, September 19, 2009
Friday, September 18, 2009
she's back!
Mischa Barton is finally back on our tv screens or if you’re in the sucky 3rd world, she is back on our computer screens. I miss Mischa. Ive been a total fan ever since The O.C.’s day one. There’s something that’s significantly different that sets her aside from the typical young Hollywood type of actresses we have these days. Maybe its with her personal style and with the way she talks, it’s remarkably unique. Here's the trailer of her show, "The Beautiful Life".
Monday, September 14, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
spring2010
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Phenomenal Woman
Pretty woman wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms,
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally,
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's in the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman,
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me
They try so much
But they cant touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they cant see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman,
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing,
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
The palm of my hand,
The need for my care.
Cause I'm a woman,
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
- Maya Angelou
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms,
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally,
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's in the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman,
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me
They try so much
But they cant touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they cant see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman,
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing,
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
The palm of my hand,
The need for my care.
Cause I'm a woman,
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
- Maya Angelou
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