<?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-5480407424865338643</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:29:00.255-02:00</updated><category term='fotografia'/><category term='exposição de fotos'/><category term='festival universitário de comunicação'/><category term='Letícia Piroutek'/><category term='fotos'/><category term='FUC'/><title type='text'>Girl With Tulle</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480407424865338643/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Letícia Piroutek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03300185870765258508</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>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480407424865338643.post-2690984670840530176</id><published>2009-10-16T17:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T17:51:14.816-03:00</updated><title type='text'>rockstar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On-6JEstTKE/StjcpMkpLjI/AAAAAAAAADc/QryRRml-Dy0/s1600-h/cop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393303154083835442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On-6JEstTKE/StjcpMkpLjI/AAAAAAAAADc/QryRRml-Dy0/s400/cop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;só pra tirar as teias enormes, amanhã eu venho com the big bang theory&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480407424865338643-2690984670840530176?l=girlwithtulle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/feeds/2690984670840530176/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/2009/10/rockstar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480407424865338643/posts/default/2690984670840530176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480407424865338643/posts/default/2690984670840530176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/2009/10/rockstar.html' title='rockstar'/><author><name>Letícia Piroutek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03300185870765258508</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On-6JEstTKE/StjcpMkpLjI/AAAAAAAAADc/QryRRml-Dy0/s72-c/cop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480407424865338643.post-3369380449228114871</id><published>2009-09-26T10:41:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T10:43:41.362-03:00</updated><title type='text'>glamorous days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On-6JEstTKE/Sr4aYzDlmjI/AAAAAAAAADU/lNEeTjO7ecA/s1600-h/retr%C3%B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385771217706129970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On-6JEstTKE/Sr4aYzDlmjI/AAAAAAAAADU/lNEeTjO7ecA/s400/retr%C3%B4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Misery likes company, I like the way that sounds, I've been trying to find the meaning, so I can write it down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480407424865338643-3369380449228114871?l=girlwithtulle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/feeds/3369380449228114871/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/2009/09/glamorous-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480407424865338643/posts/default/3369380449228114871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480407424865338643/posts/default/3369380449228114871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/2009/09/glamorous-days.html' title='glamorous days'/><author><name>Letícia Piroutek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03300185870765258508</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/_On-6JEstTKE/Sr4aYzDlmjI/AAAAAAAAADU/lNEeTjO7ecA/s72-c/retr%C3%B4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480407424865338643.post-6126257343401218839</id><published>2009-09-24T15:56:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T16:17:39.630-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vampire Knight</title><content type='html'>Todo mundo que gosta de mangá provavelmente está lendo &lt;strong&gt;'Vampire Knight'&lt;/strong&gt; da &lt;strong&gt;Matsuri Hino&lt;/strong&gt;, é sem brincadeiras, um dos melhores e mais lindo mangá que eu já li! Sem contar o traço que é absurdamente maravilhoso! Aqui vai um pouco da história:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'A história se passa no Colégio Cross, o qual possui turmas dividas em dois turnos: Day Class e Night Class. Enquanto a primeira é frequentada por humanos comuns, a segunda é constituída exclusivamente por vampiros. Uma das principais regras para o Night Class é que é proibido beber o sangue das pessoas dentro do colégio, para substitui-lo eles tomam pastilhas de sangue. O principal objetivo dessa escola é fazer com que ambas as espécies possam viver tranquilamente na mesma sociedade. Porém, a maioria dos humanos não pode saber da existência dos vampiros. Então Yuuki Cross, a filha adotiva do diretor, e Zero Kiryuu são os responsáveis de evitar que os alunos normais descubram sobre os vampiros, sendo os monitores da escola. Yuuki não possui memória alguma antes dos cinco anos, a sua memória mais antiga começa numa tempestade de neve quando foi atacada por um vampiro Level E, mas foi salva por outro vampiro chamado Kaname Kuran, que a levou para o colégio Cross onde foi adotada pelo diretor. Ela acredita, assim como seu pai, que a maioria dos vampiros são bons e podem conviver amigavelmente com os humanos. Ao contrario de seu parceiro Zero que odeia vampiros, e não acredita nessa convivência amigável, pois sua familia foi assassinada por uma vampira, sendo ele o único sobrevivente, e ele ainda foi transformado em um vampiro por ela. Ele não gosta e sente muito ciúme de Kaname, pois sabe o que Yuuki sente por ele, e porque Kaname adora provocá-lo. Kaname também não gosta do Zero, e apenas o mantém vivo porque ele sabe que quando não estiver por perto, ele protegerá Yuuki.Mas ele também sente ciúmes do Zero porque Yuuki deixa que ele beba do seu sangue para que ele não decaia a um Level E(Vampiros ex-humanos que perderam sua consiência e que são dominados pelos instintos).'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A história é muito mais que isso, e com o passar do mangá vemos a evolução do sentimento da Yuuki em relação ao Zero que obviamente é apaixonado por ela! Sugiro que leiam porque senão vou querer contar tudinho pra vocês D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SPOILER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos os que leêm o mangá provavelmente já leram o capítulo 54 e vimos nele uma das cenas mais lindas de toda a série Vampire Knight e provavelmente uma das cenas mais lindas de todos os mangás já lançados em todo o mundo! Nela vemos que Yuuki está realmente apaixonada pelo Zero, tão apaixonada que após um simples toque nele ela segura a mão que o tocou com toda a força e se apóia na porta, aparentemente chorando! No primeiro momento quando ela diz: 'A whole year without seeing you... And you sneak in taking so many risks just to come and see me... Even though it was I the one who should have taken the initiative to go meet you instead...', pensamos que ela estava falando de sua melhor amiga, quando na verdade percebemos que é de Zero que ela está falando! Aí vai as últimas duas páginas de que tanto estou comentando:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385112319247433154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On-6JEstTKE/SrvDH3BSvcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/udgXExIUF_4/s400/59.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385112324827476850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On-6JEstTKE/SrvDILzrc3I/AAAAAAAAADE/whyM0b4giE0/s400/57.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recomendo muito que comecem a ler :D os scans em inglês podem ser lidos online no site &lt;a href="http://www.onemanga.com/"&gt;http://www.onemanga.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo lele&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480407424865338643-6126257343401218839?l=girlwithtulle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/feeds/6126257343401218839/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/2009/09/vampire-knight-54.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480407424865338643/posts/default/6126257343401218839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480407424865338643/posts/default/6126257343401218839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/2009/09/vampire-knight-54.html' title='Vampire Knight'/><author><name>Letícia Piroutek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03300185870765258508</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/_On-6JEstTKE/SrvDH3BSvcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/udgXExIUF_4/s72-c/59.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480407424865338643.post-7222741691617346149</id><published>2009-09-22T15:14:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T15:16:59.503-03:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Could it be any harder, to live my life without you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384357167802891330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On-6JEstTKE/SrkUUQq4PEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/571N63Q45o0/s400/pretobranco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480407424865338643-7222741691617346149?l=girlwithtulle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/feeds/7222741691617346149/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480407424865338643/posts/default/7222741691617346149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480407424865338643/posts/default/7222741691617346149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='♥'/><author><name>Letícia Piroutek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03300185870765258508</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/_On-6JEstTKE/SrkUUQq4PEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/571N63Q45o0/s72-c/pretobranco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480407424865338643.post-2807356458133816070</id><published>2009-09-21T17:26:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T17:28:41.031-03:00</updated><title type='text'>festa a fantasia II</title><content type='html'>Ai gente, foi muito legal, não a festa em si, mas a arrumação na minha casa KKKKKKKKKKK as meninas vieram aqui e a gente fez A MAIOR ZONA DO MUNDO! Tirei várias fotos pra mostrar *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384019904587240626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On-6JEstTKE/Srfhk9SOFLI/AAAAAAAAACk/Sj_VVkEkB2A/s400/f11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384019886722181218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On-6JEstTKE/Srfhj6u26GI/AAAAAAAAACU/2Eu5ejkw5qQ/s400/f28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384019895546149346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On-6JEstTKE/Srfhkbmp-eI/AAAAAAAAACc/AW7MB5fH1fw/s400/f17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384020215705456146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On-6JEstTKE/Srfh3ESlThI/AAAAAAAAACs/dVO7WWudZEM/s400/f9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo lele&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480407424865338643-2807356458133816070?l=girlwithtulle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/feeds/2807356458133816070/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/2009/09/festa-fantasia-ii_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480407424865338643/posts/default/2807356458133816070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480407424865338643/posts/default/2807356458133816070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/2009/09/festa-fantasia-ii_21.html' title='festa a fantasia II'/><author><name>Letícia Piroutek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03300185870765258508</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/_On-6JEstTKE/Srfhk9SOFLI/AAAAAAAAACk/Sj_VVkEkB2A/s72-c/f11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480407424865338643.post-4701103036278639674</id><published>2009-09-19T13:09:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T13:11:53.085-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Festa a Fantasia I</title><content type='html'>Hoje tem festa a fantasia da nossa amiga Mayara *-* todas as meninas da sala vão vir aqui se arrumar, eu to muito animada, vou de Chapeleira Maluca ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383211804219461090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On-6JEstTKE/SrUCnU0wzeI/AAAAAAAAABc/rAOOUh_42VM/s400/hater.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xoxo lele&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ps: amanhã eu conto tuuudo e posto a foto da fantasia inteira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480407424865338643-4701103036278639674?l=girlwithtulle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/feeds/4701103036278639674/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/2009/09/festa-fantasia-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480407424865338643/posts/default/4701103036278639674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480407424865338643/posts/default/4701103036278639674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/2009/09/festa-fantasia-i.html' title='Festa a Fantasia I'/><author><name>Letícia Piroutek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03300185870765258508</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/_On-6JEstTKE/SrUCnU0wzeI/AAAAAAAAABc/rAOOUh_42VM/s72-c/hater.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480407424865338643.post-7048010488217162854</id><published>2009-09-13T08:14:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T11:03:00.971-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letícia Piroutek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fotografia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festival universitário de comunicação'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exposição de fotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUC'/><title type='text'>exposição</title><content type='html'>Ontem eu tive minha primeira exposição no &lt;strong&gt;FUC (Festival Universitário de Comunicação) &lt;/strong&gt;nós ampliamos elas e ficaram muito lindas *-* tinha até banner, super chic benhê! Muito obrigada mesmo a todos que foram e aos que não puderam ir! Um obrigado principal pros meus pais, pra minha irmã, minha avó e as meninas da escola (Nath, Lara e Dany) que deram um super apoio pra mim, só faltou o Daniel pra ficar muito muito perfeito! Amo vocês ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380909332111707122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On-6JEstTKE/SqzUhz0aS_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/gh1UaOlbM6Y/s400/TESTE8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380909650673893074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On-6JEstTKE/SqzU0WjjftI/AAAAAAAAABE/qRrsb7w7_wk/s400/TESTE7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380910259502847730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On-6JEstTKE/SqzVXynsFvI/AAAAAAAAABM/ssPjgmPmX3M/s400/TESTE6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480407424865338643-7048010488217162854?l=girlwithtulle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/feeds/7048010488217162854/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/2009/09/exposicao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480407424865338643/posts/default/7048010488217162854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480407424865338643/posts/default/7048010488217162854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/2009/09/exposicao.html' title='exposição'/><author><name>Letícia Piroutek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03300185870765258508</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On-6JEstTKE/SqzUhz0aS_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/gh1UaOlbM6Y/s72-c/TESTE8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480407424865338643.post-6417553675189201340</id><published>2009-09-08T20:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T20:25:27.820-03:00</updated><title type='text'>special someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On-6JEstTKE/Sqbn4P_2UuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Qa_jHalSd5A/s1600-h/talvez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379241758493659874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On-6JEstTKE/Sqbn4P_2UuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Qa_jHalSd5A/s400/talvez.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Among the countless people in this world, you're going to meet with just one 'special someone'. So when you find him, please have faith and don't hesitate ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480407424865338643-6417553675189201340?l=girlwithtulle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/feeds/6417553675189201340/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/2009/09/special-someone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480407424865338643/posts/default/6417553675189201340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480407424865338643/posts/default/6417553675189201340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/2009/09/special-someone.html' title='special someone'/><author><name>Letícia Piroutek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03300185870765258508</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/_On-6JEstTKE/Sqbn4P_2UuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Qa_jHalSd5A/s72-c/talvez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480407424865338643.post-3258408231057430332</id><published>2009-09-06T20:14:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T20:29:16.231-03:00</updated><title type='text'>amor</title><content type='html'>Naquele dia, no dia 28/05 quando eu nem sabia que ele tinha se agarrado com umazinha, o jeito que ele me olhou, valeu pela minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;O jeito que ele olhou pra mim, diretamente nos meus olhos, ninguém nunca me olhou daquele jeito... Nunca, e eu nem sei se foi realmente pra mim. Foi um olhar de agradecimento, de amigo, de ídolo, e acima de tudo, foi um olhar de amor. Quero dizer, quantas pessoas podem falar isso? Quantas pessoas entre 7 bilhões no mundo todo podem falar que seu ídolo te olhou com amor, com um olhar apaixonado? Mas não apaixonado no jeito de te desejar, mas apaixonado por te agradecer por ser fã dele, quantas? Por passar por aquele momento junto com ele? Por estar no mesmo lugar que ele, no mesmo horário, compartilhando EXATAMENTE o mesmo sentimento, a mesma batida de coração? Por estar ouvindo os mesmos sons, por estar respirando da mesma maneira? Era algo tão alucinante que eu pude até sentir o gosto. Mas você era a última pessoa que eu pensei que me machucaria tanto, e você nem ao menos sabe disso, se soubesse, pelo pouco que te conheço, tenho certeza que faria de absolutamente tudo para compensar! Apesar de tudo, eu ainda amo você e só quero seu bem a todo momento. Eu não desisti, pelo contrário, toda essa confusão só me tornou mais forte... Eu só aprendi a controlar mais todo esse sentimento que transborda de mim e um dia eu ainda vou te contar tudo isso, no sofá da sala, vendo a algum filme bobo passando na TV ♥ daqui a um dia não muito longe, mas nem tão perto assim, eu sei que ainda vou poder te chamar de meu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378498887703369538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On-6JEstTKE/SqREPepkl0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/0Fp2OjLvto4/s320/blogsim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480407424865338643-3258408231057430332?l=girlwithtulle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/feeds/3258408231057430332/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/2009/09/amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480407424865338643/posts/default/3258408231057430332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480407424865338643/posts/default/3258408231057430332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/2009/09/amor.html' title='amor'/><author><name>Letícia Piroutek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03300185870765258508</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On-6JEstTKE/SqREPepkl0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/0Fp2OjLvto4/s72-c/blogsim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480407424865338643.post-3204833047247802129</id><published>2009-09-01T17:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T17:53:59.757-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Post chato</title><content type='html'>Ai gente, hoje eu ia preparar um post super legal pra vocês D: mas aí me lembrei que eu tinha que estudar pra recuperação de geografia (quase dormi em cima do livro), e tem um porta retrato do Daniel na minha mesma de estudo pra ajudar mais ainda na minha concentração, não. Então eu só vim falar isso mesmo :D ah sim, todas as fotos que eu postar no blog são de minha autoria, as únicas que não serão vão ser de algum post sobre algum fotógrafo que eu gosto muito ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376604965733913874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On-6JEstTKE/Sp2Jutgr1RI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-rtvoQ_v38A/s320/skylindo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo Lele&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480407424865338643-3204833047247802129?l=girlwithtulle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/feeds/3204833047247802129/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/2009/09/post-chato.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480407424865338643/posts/default/3204833047247802129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480407424865338643/posts/default/3204833047247802129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/2009/09/post-chato.html' title='Post chato'/><author><name>Letícia Piroutek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03300185870765258508</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/_On-6JEstTKE/Sp2Jutgr1RI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-rtvoQ_v38A/s72-c/skylindo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480407424865338643.post-3024793561862715416</id><published>2009-08-30T10:42:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T10:46:26.480-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Day</title><content type='html'>Eu não costumo gostar de dias de sol, mas hoje eu acordei, e tava um dia tão lindo e com um cheiro tão gostoso lá fora que eu desci e tirei várias fotos ♥ sempre quis uma foto enquanto eu estava no alto na balança&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375752228097183570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On-6JEstTKE/SpqCK2Q_T1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/59TNRnOzQ9w/s320/balan%C3%A7a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375752225908694578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On-6JEstTKE/SpqCKuHNnjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/heQhb7TPNmk/s320/balan%C3%A7a5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Milk and toast, some coffee take the stuffiness out of days you really hate' - Roxette&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo lele&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480407424865338643-3024793561862715416?l=girlwithtulle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/feeds/3024793561862715416/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/2009/08/beautiful-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480407424865338643/posts/default/3024793561862715416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480407424865338643/posts/default/3024793561862715416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/2009/08/beautiful-day.html' title='Beautiful Day'/><author><name>Letícia Piroutek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03300185870765258508</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/_On-6JEstTKE/SpqCK2Q_T1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/59TNRnOzQ9w/s72-c/balan%C3%A7a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480407424865338643.post-2832169869562107651</id><published>2009-08-29T21:43:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T09:42:00.590-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl With Tulle</title><content type='html'>Nunca sei como começar um blog kkkkk meu nome é Letícia mas todo mundo me chama de Lele, você provavelmente deve estar se perguntando o que significa o nome do blog. Bom, é em inglês e significa &lt;em&gt;'Menina com Tule', &lt;/em&gt;pensei nesse nome e me apaixonei na hora porque faz dias dias que eu estou atrás de uma saia de tule que preste :( anyway, espero que gostem muito muito muito ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480407424865338643-2832169869562107651?l=girlwithtulle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/feeds/2832169869562107651/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/2009/08/fille-de-tulle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480407424865338643/posts/default/2832169869562107651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480407424865338643/posts/default/2832169869562107651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlwithtulle.blogspot.com/2009/08/fille-de-tulle.html' title='Girl With Tulle'/><author><name>Letícia Piroutek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03300185870765258508</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></feed>
