tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62440165005957267032012-02-16T15:55:25.939-08:00nikadaisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02538236089599252441noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244016500595726703.post-61354190200182932212011-09-30T08:43:00.000-07:002011-09-30T09:06:18.732-07:00<h1 id="watch-headline-title"><span id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Advanced Style: Age and Beauty">Advanced Style: Age and Beauty </span></h1><br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VhYL3-xLfK4" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6244016500595726703-6135419020018293221?l=nikadaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nikadaisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02538236089599252441noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244016500595726703.post-74969528524429538632011-06-29T04:58:00.000-07:002011-06-29T05:05:06.318-07:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Danes kuham jaz. Tako mi je bilo namreč ukazano. Ampak mislim, da se moja preljuba mati ne zaveda kakšno sranje lahko nastane pod mojim "budnim" kuharskim očesom in ročnimi spretnostimi. Se bom pa definitivno potrudila, da ne bo prišlo do zastrupitve s hrano.<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" >Bon apetit!</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cwNBCYpe7hk/TgsU2psg2eI/AAAAAAAAATk/6GEYcxT2JnE/s1600/261814_166215680112020_146751865391735_413033_6043877_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cwNBCYpe7hk/TgsU2psg2eI/AAAAAAAAATk/6GEYcxT2JnE/s320/261814_166215680112020_146751865391735_413033_6043877_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623611488840243682" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6244016500595726703-7496952852442953863?l=nikadaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nikadaisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02538236089599252441noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244016500595726703.post-86800813367124846832011-06-26T06:46:00.000-07:002011-06-26T07:05:35.693-07:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Brez česa ne morem živet? Kaj mi pomeni največ? Kaj me spravi pokonci, ko sem na dnu? Kaj mi vsakodnevno preganja dolgčas in daljša noči?<br />Glasba. Coldplay, Interpol, The Smiths, Babyshambles, Kasabian, Foals, Pink Floyd<span style="font-family: verdana;">, Radiohead, Ray Charles,... Nenehno iščem nove bande, gledam posnetke s koncertov, spremljam novičke o novih albumih. Kot da bi mi bilo to življenjsko poslanstvo.<br /><br />Rada bi delila včerajšnji posnetek iz Glastonbury festivala, ob katerem se mi naježi koža, dobim mravljince, kot da bi se moje celo telo smehljalo in jokalo ob enem.<br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7cggNMRXiiw?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" width="480"></iframe><br /><br /><br /></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6244016500595726703-8680081336712484683?l=nikadaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nikadaisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02538236089599252441noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244016500595726703.post-45486563876109314602011-06-24T08:48:00.000-07:002011-06-24T09:01:24.623-07:00<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Ah, kakšen ušiv dan.</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Tako zelo je ušiv, da mu uši lezejo iz oči, nosnic in ritne odprtine. Pa sem rekla, da bom danes poskušala biti produktivna. Kaže, da ušivost in produktivnost ne hodita ravno z roko v roki po svetu. Zatorej bom še malo poležala. Noth</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">ing wrong with that.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y9bUKX0NEDY/TgS0HoDfzDI/AAAAAAAAAS0/1NTX_nD9gRU/s1600/227942_154811304585791_146751865391735_346629_7644822_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y9bUKX0NEDY/TgS0HoDfzDI/AAAAAAAAAS0/1NTX_nD9gRU/s320/227942_154811304585791_146751865391735_346629_7644822_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621816277969390642" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6244016500595726703-4548656387610931460?l=nikadaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nikadaisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02538236089599252441noreply@blogger.com0