<?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-7636835629209940643</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:23:39.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>¯|¯RUST A GURL`·.¸¸.·´´¯`··._.·</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trustagurl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7636835629209940643/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trustagurl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>iththy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03981024465303653721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7636835629209940643.post-6372678680464553762</id><published>2008-07-21T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T07:06:22.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>READ IT AND GET TEARS..IN UR EYES</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's a cold February night. People are bustling                        through the streets, either pulling up their coat collars                        or wrapping scarves around their necks, trying to stay warm.&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;It's so cold today.I'm standing at my window, looking at                        the people moving like little dots. Standing in a heated                        room, I'm beginning to pity those people. Why don't they                        go home? Do they plan on wandering until morning?&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;"Almost time to go home! My boyfriend must be going                        crazy." One of the nurses breathe a sign of relief.                        "Still needs to work overtime on Valentine's Day. It's                        so unfair!"&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;"You are fortunate." Another nurse says. "Some                        people don't have anyone waiting for them."&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;"You mean Dr. Shu?"&lt;br /&gt;                      Like Sherlock Holmes, my ears perk up when I hear my name.&lt;br /&gt;                      "Do you remember how she lost control on this day last                        year?"&lt;br /&gt;                      "Of course I do." A nurse shudders. "I've                        never seen Dr. Shu like that. Crying and yelling, like she                        was crazy."&lt;br /&gt;                      They are talking about how I was last year. They are correct.                        I was out of control, like they said.&lt;br /&gt;                      "You can't blame Dr. Shu. If my boyfriend died in front                        of my eyes, I would probably go crazy as well."&lt;br /&gt;                      "Keep it down. She hasn't left work yet. She might                        hear you."&lt;br /&gt;                      The two nurses are too late. I heard the entire conversation                        through the canvas wall.&lt;br /&gt;                      "Dr. Shu, what are you doing standing here?"&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;Just as I was deciding whether or not to reveal myself,                        another nurse exposed me. I awkwardly step out. The 2 nurses                        who discussed me start to blush. Their faces became redder                        than the bow on Valentine's Day chocolates.&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;"I'm waiting to go home." I pretend that I didn't                        hear anything.&lt;br /&gt;                      "Dr. Shu, you must have gotten too involved in your                        work. It's already past time to go home. See you tomorrow.                        Happy Valentine's Day!" She waves goodbye.&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;"Happy Valentine's Day." I wave back and watch                        the 2 nurses hurry away.&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;That's fine. I was ready to go home anyway. Even though                        no lover is waiting&lt;br /&gt;                      for me, at least there's a lazy cat waiting for me to feed.&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;After I come home, the first thing I do is feed the cat.                        I forgot when I first had the cat. Probably since last year's                        Valentine's Day. At that time, I was like an abandoned cat,                        with eyes filled with despair. Cats don't cry, I do. That's                        the only difference.&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;"Better drink all the milk or I'll skin you."                        I threatened the cat. Her name is Christine, my least favorite                        English name. I don't know why I named the cat Christine.                        Christine meowed once to let me know she heard me, but her                        eyes are complaining about my severity. Her eyes remind                        me of someone I used to know, standing in front of me with                        eyes of rebellions.&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;An year ago today, I had lunch with my boyfriend and took                        the opportunity to complain to him.&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;"Today is Valentine's Day. Why didn't you give me                        any flowers?"&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;He raised his eyebrow. "Why should I give you flowers?                        You are not my anyone."&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;"Then... you should at least give me a card!"                        I pouted my lips, hurt by his tone.&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;"I know, I know. After lunch, I'll send you an e-card."&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;E-card. That sounds so impersonal, but that's the way he                        is. "You have to e-mail it to me. I'll be waiting."                        I excitedly smiled and planned to sneak home after lunch                        to check e-mail. Even though he wouldn't use any romantic                        words, I still looked forward to the card.&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;"I can't stand you women. Why do you make such a big                        deal out of Valentine's Day??" He grumbled while eating                        his food. His comment induced me to fight with him again.&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;"You are not romantic at all!! Don't you watch any                        Japanese drama?"&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;"Japanese drama? I only watch Discovery Channel."&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;"Your life is so boring." I made a face at him.                        "One recent drama was really good. You should have                        watched it."&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;"What's that drama called?" He didn't believe                        in the love portrayed in TV and movies. He always thought                        they were lies.&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;"It's called 'Story of A Century'." I gladly                        answered.&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;"What kind of trashy plot did it have?"&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;"What do you mean trash?? Show some respect!"                        I was so angry. "That drama was very touching, and                        the theme song was beautiful as well. It's called 'Only                        Love', performed by Nana Mouskouri." I wonder if he                        knew who Nana was.&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;"Nana, I know her. A Greek singer with really expensive                        albums."&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;"Her voice is worth it." Even though I secretly                        agreed with him, I couldn't bring myself to admit it.&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;"Whatever." He glanced at his watch. "I'll                        give you 5 minutes to tell me the plot. After that, I'm                        leaving."&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;I tried hard to explain 6 hours worth of story in just                        5 minutes. The drama portrayed the love stories of 3 generations                        of women spanning 100 years, from 1901 to 2000. Each generation                        was portrayed by the same actress. The story was tear-jerking.&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;"What's so touching about it?" He asked, after                        listening to the story.&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;"Don't you think each generation's story is wonderful?                        If I have such great screen writing ability, I wouldn't                        be a doctor anymore. I would become a screenwriter."&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;"If you become a screenwriter, I bet no one would                        watch the show. The TV station can go out of business."                        He quickly interjected.&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;"I'm going back to work. Hurry and send me the card!"                        I was so mad that I went home immediately, not even finishing                        my coffee.&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;As soon as I walked in my door, I turned on my computer                        and go online.&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;table align="right" border="0" height="280" width="330"&gt;                         &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                            &lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;                              &lt;!-- ValueClick Media 300x250 Medium Rectangle CODE for lovefatedestiny.com --&gt; &lt;script language="javascript" src="http://media.fastclick.net/w/get.media?sid=30716&amp;amp;m=6&amp;amp;tp=8&amp;amp;d=j&amp;amp;t=s"&gt;&lt;/script&gt; &lt;noscript&gt;&lt;&lt;/noscript&gt; &lt;!-- ValueClick Media 300x250 Medium Rectangle CODE for lovefatedestiny.com --&gt;                                 &lt;/td&gt;                         &lt;/tr&gt;                       &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;Staring at the empty in-box, I began to reminisce about                        how we met. Maybe no one will believe me, but my boyfriend                        and I were actually neighbors. Our homes were only 1 wall                        away. Ever since we were kids, we liked to fight with each                        other all day long. I still remember when I moved to the                        country that year. Used to the city life, I couldn't get                        used to the simple life in the country. After school, I                        would just go home and do nothing. Whenever that happened,                        he would always come over to tease me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7636835629209940643-6372678680464553762?l=trustagurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trustagurl.blogspot.com/feeds/6372678680464553762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7636835629209940643&amp;postID=6372678680464553762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7636835629209940643/posts/default/6372678680464553762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7636835629209940643/posts/default/6372678680464553762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104408555721419922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Avril Lavigne was born in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Belleville%2C_Ontario" title="Belleville, Ontario"&gt;Belleville, Ontario&lt;/a&gt;&lt;sup id="_ref-unofficialbiog_0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Avril_Lavigne#_note-unofficialbiog" title=""&gt;[13]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;sup id="_ref-canadacool_0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Avril_Lavigne#_note-canadacool" title=""&gt;[14]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; to a devout&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christian" title="Christian"&gt;Christian&lt;/a&gt; family.&lt;sup id="_ref-8" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Avril_Lavigne#_note-8" title=""&gt;[15]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;sup id="_ref-9" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Avril_Lavigne#_note-9" title=""&gt;[16]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;. Lavigne's musical talent was first spotted at the age of two when her mother says Lavigne began singing along with her on church songs. The family moved to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Napanee" title="Napanee"&gt;Napanee&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ontario" title="Ontario"&gt;Ontario&lt;/a&gt;, when Lavigne was five years old.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In 1998, Lavigne won a competition to sing with fellow Canadian singer &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shania_Twain" title="Shania Twain"&gt;Shania Twain&lt;/a&gt; on her first major concert tour. She appeared alongside Twain at her concert in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ottawa" title="Ottawa"&gt;Ottawa&lt;/a&gt;, appearing on stage to sing "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/What_Made_You_Say_That" title="What Made You Say That"&gt;What Made You Say That&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She was discovered by her first professional manager, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Cliff_Fabri&amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Cliff Fabri"&gt;Cliff Fabri&lt;/a&gt;, while singing &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Country_music" title="Country music"&gt;country&lt;/a&gt; covers at a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chapters" title="Chapters"&gt;Chapters&lt;/a&gt; bookstore in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kingston%2C_Ontario" title="Kingston, Ontario"&gt;Kingston&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ontario" title="Ontario"&gt;Ontario&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;sup id="_ref-unofficialbiog_1" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Avril_Lavigne#_note-unofficialbiog" title=""&gt;[13]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; During a performance with the Lennox Community Theatre, Lavigne was spotted by local folk singer Steve Medd (a relation of the influential Canadian journalist, Ben Medd), who invited her to sing on his song "Touch the Sky" for his 1999 album &lt;i&gt;Quinte Spirit&lt;/i&gt;. She also sang on "Temple of Life" and "Two Rivers" for his follow up album, &lt;i&gt;My Window to You&lt;/i&gt;, in 2000.&lt;sup id="_ref-unofficialbiog_2" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Avril_Lavigne#_note-unofficialbiog" title=""&gt;[13]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;At the age of sixteen she was signed by Ken Krongard, the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A%26R" title="A&amp;amp;R"&gt;artists-and-repertoire (A&amp;amp;R)&lt;/a&gt; representative of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arista_Records" title="Arista Records"&gt;Arista Records&lt;/a&gt;, who invited the head of Arista, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Antonio_Reid" title="Antonio Reid"&gt;Antonio "L.A." Reid&lt;/a&gt;, to hear her sing at the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_York_City" title="New York City"&gt;New York City&lt;/a&gt; studio of producer Peter Zizzo.&lt;sup id="_ref-unofficialbiog_3" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Avril_Lavigne#_note-unofficialbiog" title=""&gt;[13]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; She then completed work on her first album, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Let_Go_%28Avril_Lavigne_album%29" title="Let Go (Avril Lavigne album)"&gt;Let Go&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Matrix_%28music_producer%29" title="The Matrix (music producer)"&gt;The Matrix&lt;/a&gt;, who worked extensively with Lavigne on the album, commented on her songwriting, saying, "We conceived the ideas on guitar and piano. Avril would come in and sing a few melodies, change a word here or there."&lt;sup id="_ref-10" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Avril_Lavigne#_note-10" title=""&gt;[17]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7636835629209940643-769610424653186652?l=trustagurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trustagurl.blogspot.com/feeds/769610424653186652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7636835629209940643&amp;postID=769610424653186652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7636835629209940643/posts/default/769610424653186652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7636835629209940643/posts/default/769610424653186652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trustagurl.blogspot.com/2007/08/avril-lavigne-was-born-in-belleville.html' title=''/><author><name>iththy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03981024465303653721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8iUlICxvqI/RtaAiYA9bJI/AAAAAAAAABY/i_MvKuMu1z4/s72-c/wallpaper_11939.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7636835629209940643.post-4617519231750266158</id><published>2007-08-20T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T10:47:07.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyra's gonna freak up evry 1 hahahaha..</title><content type='html'>Within Banks's first week in Paris, other designers were so entranced by her presence on theWithin Banks's first week in Paris, other designers were so entranced by her presence on the runway that she was booked for an unprecedented 25 shows--a record in the business for a newcomer. She has done extensive print and runway work for fashion/advertising giants such as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cover_Girl" title="Cover Girl"&gt;Cover Girl&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Swatch" title="Swatch"&gt;Swatch&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pepsi" title="Pepsi"&gt;Pepsi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nike%2C_Inc." title="Nike, Inc."&gt;Nike, Inc.&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Victoria%27s_Secret" title="Victoria's Secret"&gt;Victoria's Secret&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/XOXO" title="XOXO"&gt;XOXO&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/LensCrafters" title="LensCrafters"&gt;LensCrafters&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tommy_Hilfiger" title="Tommy Hilfiger"&gt;Tommy Hilfiger&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ralph_Lauren" title="Ralph Lauren"&gt;Ralph Lauren&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dolce_%26_Gabbana" title="Dolce &amp; Gabbana"&gt;Dolce &amp;amp; Gabbana&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yves_Saint-Laurent" title="Yves Saint-Laurent"&gt;Yves Saint-Laurent&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chanel" title="Chanel"&gt;Chanel&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Escada" title="Escada"&gt;Escada&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anna_Sui" title="Anna Sui"&gt;Anna Sui&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_Kors" title="Michael Kors"&gt;Michael Kors&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liz_Claiborne" title="Liz Claiborne"&gt;Liz Claiborne&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Isaac_Mizrahi" title="Isaac Mizrahi"&gt;Isaac Mizrahi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Got_Milk%3F" title="Got Milk?"&gt;Got Milk?&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Richard_Tyler_%28designer%29" title="Richard Tyler (designer)"&gt;Richard Tyler&lt;/a&gt;. She was only the third African American to sign with a major cosmetics company. She has appeared on the covers of such magazines as &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vogue_%28magazine%29" title="Vogue (magazine)"&gt;Vogue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harper%E2%80%99s_Bazaar" title="Harper’s Bazaar"&gt;Harper’s Bazaar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cosmopolitan_%28magazine%29" title="Cosmopolitan (magazine)"&gt;Cosmopolitan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/ELLE" title="ELLE"&gt;ELLE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Banks was the first African American woman on the covers of &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/GQ" title="GQ"&gt;GQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and the &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sports_Illustrated_Swimsuit_Issue" title="Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Issue"&gt;Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Issue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. In 1997, she received the Michael Award for Supermodel of the Year. Also in '97, she was chosen for the cover of the Victoria's Secret catalog, making her the first African American to be so honored. Banks retired from modeling in May 2005 to concentrate on her television show. She walked the runway for the final time at the 2005 Victoria's Secret Fashion Show. On numerous occasions, she has been sought after to appear in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Playboy" title="Playboy"&gt;Playboy&lt;/a&gt; magazine; however, she has turned each request down.&lt;sup class="noprint Template-Fact"&gt;&lt;span title="This claim needs references to reliable sources since August 2007" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;[&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:Citing_sources" title="Wikipedia:Citing sources"&gt;citation needed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; runway that she was booked for an unprecedented 25 shows--a record in the business for a newcomer. She has done extensive print and runway work for fashion/advertising giants such as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cover_Girl" title="Cover Girl"&gt;Cover Girl&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Swatch" title="Swatch"&gt;Swatch&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pepsi" title="Pepsi"&gt;Pepsi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nike%2C_Inc." title="Nike, Inc."&gt;Nike, Inc.&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Victoria%27s_Secret" title="Victoria's Secret"&gt;Victoria's Secret&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/XOXO" title="XOXO"&gt;XOXO&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/LensCrafters" title="LensCrafters"&gt;LensCrafters&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tommy_Hilfiger" title="Tommy Hilfiger"&gt;Tommy Hilfiger&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ralph_Lauren" title="Ralph Lauren"&gt;Ralph Lauren&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dolce_%26_Gabbana" title="Dolce &amp; Gabbana"&gt;Dolce &amp;amp; Gabbana&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yves_Saint-Laurent" title="Yves Saint-Laurent"&gt;Yves Saint-Laurent&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chanel" title="Chanel"&gt;Chanel&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Escada" title="Escada"&gt;Escada&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anna_Sui" title="Anna Sui"&gt;Anna Sui&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_Kors" title="Michael Kors"&gt;Michael Kors&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liz_Claiborne" title="Liz Claiborne"&gt;Liz Claiborne&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Isaac_Mizrahi" title="Isaac Mizrahi"&gt;Isaac Mizrahi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Got_Milk%3F" title="Got Milk?"&gt;Got Milk?&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Richard_Tyler_%28designer%29" title="Richard Tyler (designer)"&gt;Richard Tyler&lt;/a&gt;. She was only the third African American to sign with a major cosmetics company. She has appeared on the covers of such magazines as &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vogue_%28magazine%29" title="Vogue (magazine)"&gt;Vogue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harper%E2%80%99s_Bazaar" title="Harper’s Bazaar"&gt;Harper’s Bazaar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cosmopolitan_%28magazine%29" title="Cosmopolitan (magazine)"&gt;Cosmopolitan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/ELLE" title="ELLE"&gt;ELLE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Banks was the first African American woman on the covers of &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/GQ" title="GQ"&gt;GQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and the &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sports_Illustrated_Swimsuit_Issue" title="Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Issue"&gt;Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Issue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. In 1997, she received the Michael Award for Supermodel of the Year. Also in '97, she was chosen for the cover of the Victoria's Secret catalog, making her the first African American to be so honored. Banks retired from modeling in May 2005 to concentrate on her television show. She walked the runway for the final time at the 2005 Victoria's Secret Fashion Show. On numerous occasions, she has been sought after to appear in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Playboy" title="Playboy"&gt;Playboy&lt;/a&gt; magazine; however, she has turned each request down.&lt;sup class="noprint Template-Fact"&gt;&lt;span title="This claim needs references to reliable sources since August 2007" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;[&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:Citing_sources" title="Wikipedia:Citing sources"&gt;citation needed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7636835629209940643-4617519231750266158?l=trustagurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trustagurl.blogspot.com/feeds/4617519231750266158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7636835629209940643&amp;postID=4617519231750266158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7636835629209940643/posts/default/4617519231750266158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7636835629209940643/posts/default/4617519231750266158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trustagurl.blogspot.com/2007/08/tyras-gonna-freak-up-evry-1-hahahaha.html' title='Tyra&apos;s gonna freak up evry 1 hahahaha..'/><author><name>iththy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03981024465303653721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7636835629209940643.post-533834652007967422</id><published>2007-08-17T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T07:55:30.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spears in Tears After Lawyer Meeting</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="fll w88 tal pl12" style="margin: 0px 7px 2px 0px;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="fll tal pl04 pr04 pt04 bc19"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.hollywood.com/cms/80x100/3479364.jpg" class="photo_border" alt="Kevin Federline and Britney Spears" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="tal fs09 tc10"&gt;&lt;div class="fll w88 bc19 tac"&gt;&lt;div class="fll p03"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hollywood.com/photo_gallery/2006_SonyBMG_GRAMMY_After_Party_Photos/3479363"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.hollywood.com/site/photo_gallery_icon.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fll bc19 fs09 tc01 tal tat pt05 pr02"&gt;&lt;a class="tdnu" href="http://www.hollywood.com/photo_gallery/2006_SonyBMG_GRAMMY_After_Party_Photos/3479363"&gt;Photo Gallery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="b"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="UC_NewsDetail1_lblBody"&gt;&lt;span class="b"&gt;HOLLYWOOD&lt;/span&gt; - Troubled pop star &lt;a class="storylinks" href="http://www.hollywood.com/celebrity/Britney_Spears/385840"&gt;Britney Spears&lt;/a&gt; fled her lawyer's office in tears on Wednesday after a meeting to discuss her custody battle with ex-husband &lt;a class="storylinks" href="http://www.hollywood.com/celebrity/Kevin_Federline/1275764"&gt;Kevin Federline&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 25-year-old singer and &lt;a class="storylinks" href="http://www.hollywood.com/celebrity/Kevin_Federline/1275764"&gt;Federline&lt;/a&gt;'s divorce was finalized last month, with the couple agreeing to joint custody of their sons Sean Preston, 23 months, and Jayden James, 11 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, following &lt;a class="storylinks" href="http://www.hollywood.com/celebrity/Britney_Spears/385840"&gt;Spears&lt;/a&gt;' erratic behavior in recent weeks, &lt;a class="storylinks" href="http://www.hollywood.com/celebrity/Kevin_Federline/1275764"&gt;Federline&lt;/a&gt; is now seeking full custody of the two boys and has subpoenaed her assistant Alli Sims, her former sidekick Shannon Funk, and her bodyguard Daimon Shippen to testify in the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="storylinks" href="http://www.hollywood.com/celebrity/Britney_Spears/385840"&gt;Spears&lt;/a&gt; met with her lawyer Laura Wasser in Los Angeles on Wednesday and was photographed crying as she left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that evening, &lt;a class="storylinks" href="http://www.hollywood.com/celebrity/Britney_Spears/385840"&gt;Spears&lt;/a&gt; met up with Las Vegas magician Criss Angel to discuss a possible collaboration at the forthcoming MTV Music Video Awards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7636835629209940643-533834652007967422?l=trustagurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trustagurl.blogspot.com/feeds/533834652007967422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7636835629209940643&amp;postID=533834652007967422' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7636835629209940643/posts/default/533834652007967422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7636835629209940643/posts/default/533834652007967422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trustagurl.blogspot.com/2007/08/spears-in-tears-after-lawyer-meeting.html' title='Spears in Tears After Lawyer Meeting'/><author><name>iththy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03981024465303653721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7636835629209940643.post-2991022590705665342</id><published>2007-08-16T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T07:51:26.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caridee gallery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8iUlICxvqI/RsRkSYA9bEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/V9KgtidtL6g/s1600-h/caridee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8iUlICxvqI/RsRkSYA9bEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/V9KgtidtL6g/s320/caridee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099310944937143362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8iUlICxvqI/RsRkSoA9bFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Xvt13oTj6_0/s1600-h/Caridee-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8iUlICxvqI/RsRkSoA9bFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Xvt13oTj6_0/s320/Caridee-11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099310949232110674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8iUlICxvqI/RsRkS4A9bGI/AAAAAAAAABA/wUSBaLmBt0o/s1600-h/caridee_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8iUlICxvqI/RsRkS4A9bGI/AAAAAAAAABA/wUSBaLmBt0o/s320/caridee_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099310953527077986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8iUlICxvqI/RsRkS4A9bHI/AAAAAAAAABI/3gY_dodG4f4/s1600-h/caridee_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8iUlICxvqI/RsRkS4A9bHI/AAAAAAAAABI/3gY_dodG4f4/s320/caridee_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099310953527078002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8iUlICxvqI/RsRkTIA9bII/AAAAAAAAABQ/D6T-G5LIyhE/s1600-h/caridee_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8iUlICxvqI/RsRkTIA9bII/AAAAAAAAABQ/D6T-G5LIyhE/s320/caridee_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099310957822045314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7636835629209940643-2991022590705665342?l=trustagurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trustagurl.blogspot.com/feeds/2991022590705665342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7636835629209940643&amp;postID=2991022590705665342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7636835629209940643/posts/default/2991022590705665342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7636835629209940643/posts/default/2991022590705665342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trustagurl.blogspot.com/2007/08/caridee-gallery.html' title='Caridee gallery'/><author><name>iththy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03981024465303653721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8iUlICxvqI/RsRkSYA9bEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/V9KgtidtL6g/s72-c/caridee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7636835629209940643.post-2785219240576091553</id><published>2007-08-16T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T07:47:43.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caridee English winner of America's next top model</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8iUlICxvqI/RsRim4A9bDI/AAAAAAAAAAo/v5ZHgS1-Z8o/s1600-h/caridee_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8iUlICxvqI/RsRim4A9bDI/AAAAAAAAAAo/v5ZHgS1-Z8o/s320/caridee_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099309098101206066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caridee english born 1985 won the name of the America's next top model cycle 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As winner of the acting challenge in Cycle 7, CariDee had an opportunity to guest-star in an episode of the hit &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_CW_Television_Network" title="The CW Television Network"&gt;CW&lt;/a&gt; series &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/One_Tree_Hill_%28TV_series%29" title="One Tree Hill (TV series)"&gt;One Tree Hill&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (which airs immediately following &lt;i&gt;Top Model&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;sup id="_ref-IMDB_0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CariDee_English#_note-IMDB" title=""&gt;[6]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; Compared to past acting challenge winners, CariDee had a bigger role in that episode.&lt;sup class="noprint Template-Fact"&gt;&lt;span title="This claim needs references to reliable sources since February 2007" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;[&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:Citing_sources" title="Wikipedia:Citing sources"&gt;citation needed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;During the acting challenge, CariDee confessed to previously being &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suicide" title="Suicide"&gt;suicidal&lt;/a&gt;, and later won the acting challenge. Also, in another episode, she was criticised for making an impulsive yet crude joke to fashion photographer and ANTM judge &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nigel_Barker" title="Nigel Barker"&gt;Nigel Barker&lt;/a&gt; during the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bullfight" title="Bullfight"&gt;bullfighting&lt;/a&gt; photo shoot in Barcelona, although CariDee has stated that "he actually joked back" and was never really mad. In panel, she took out a note and apologized to Barker.&lt;sup id="_ref-Jam_1" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CariDee_English#_note-Jam" title=""&gt;[3]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; While participating in the "Water Nymphs" photo shoot, she suffered &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hypothermia" title="Hypothermia"&gt;hypothermia&lt;/a&gt; symptoms from floating in icy cold water for a long period of time; CariDee has attributed it to her drug's side effects, which include lowering of the immune system&lt;sup id="_ref-FORT_0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CariDee_English#_note-FORT" title=""&gt;[7]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There was a small bit of controversy regarding her on the show as well: Though she was shown speaking to her boyfriend on the phone in one episode, a few episodes later - when the girls were overseas in Barcelona - she was shown getting passionate with one of the male models the girls worked with. CariDee has interviewed saying that during that point, she and her boyfriend were seeing other people, and had since gotten back together.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Throughout the competition, the judges found much controversy in CariDee's personality, which was considered notably more outgoing than that of the other contestants. She was noted for her striking comparability to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rebecca_Romijn" title="Rebecca Romijn"&gt;Rebecca Romijn&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Karol%C3%ADna_Kurkov%C3%A1" title="Karolína Kurková"&gt;Karolína Kurková&lt;/a&gt;. In the early stages of the cycle, her personality was considered fun and outgoing, most notably during her "hiding dizzily" at a panel challenge. Later on, however, the judges began to express concern that it may be a little too bombastic. Because of this, the judges were unsure as to whether she was the person they wanted to represent Top Model, noting in the cycle's finale that she was sometimes too unpredictable and unstable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7636835629209940643-2785219240576091553?l=trustagurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trustagurl.blogspot.com/feeds/2785219240576091553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7636835629209940643&amp;postID=2785219240576091553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7636835629209940643/posts/default/2785219240576091553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7636835629209940643/posts/default/2785219240576091553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trustagurl.blogspot.com/2007/08/caridee-english-winner-of-americas-next.html' title='Caridee English winner of America&apos;s next top model'/><author><name>iththy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03981024465303653721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8iUlICxvqI/RsRim4A9bDI/AAAAAAAAAAo/v5ZHgS1-Z8o/s72-c/caridee_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7636835629209940643.post-6181033905782925404</id><published>2007-08-16T07:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T07:25:09.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keira's latest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y8iUlICxvqI/RsReIIA9bBI/AAAAAAAAAAY/nXXKrlGN1Yo/s1600-h/keira_knightley_2_1600_1200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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