<?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-921229819936255062</id><updated>2011-07-07T20:31:07.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Like Gays</title><subtitle type='html'>Critico qualquer coisa. É só me dar um motivo.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-1087884348829304069</id><published>2009-06-17T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T22:27:43.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I´m back</title><content type='html'>Então queridos, eu tava na rehab e só me liberaram agora. LiLo mandou beijo, mas Amy tava muito mal vestida, então ignorei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi preguiça mesmo. Assumo. E eu tava longe de tantas fontes de inspiração. Agora eu chego aqui e tem nego achando que indiano só dança a Jade e toma chá. Eu tinha que voltar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então voltemos! E direito: A São Paulo Fashion Week aí, gente bunytha fazendo carão, todo mundo montado nas tendências, no luxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deliberemos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SjnJwpFsf0I/AAAAAAAAA7I/z9ojPa5JbCU/s1600-h/raquel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 387px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SjnJwpFsf0I/AAAAAAAAA7I/z9ojPa5JbCU/s400/raquel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348527869979819842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Raquel Rapini: Eu usaria esse vestido. Tá bonita, tá elegante, tá com renda sem parecer camisola nem pano de prato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SjnJboJ8DyI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Fh9vhiC1sE0/s1600-h/luz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 387px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SjnJboJ8DyI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Fh9vhiC1sE0/s400/luz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348527508951928610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jesus Luz:Bocejo. Próximo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SjnJbiy33bI/AAAAAAAAA64/W_TiERe6o-o/s1600-h/princesa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 387px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SjnJbiy33bI/AAAAAAAAA64/W_TiERe6o-o/s400/princesa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348527507513007538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vossa Majestade princesa Paola de Orleans e Bragança. Princesa, tira essa calça AGORA. Já deu sorte que não puxou a cara da bisavó, agora fica aí com ISSO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SjnJbcq-hdI/AAAAAAAAA6w/lFNshgnU7IU/s1600-h/kuhry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 387px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SjnJbcq-hdI/AAAAAAAAA6w/lFNshgnU7IU/s400/kuhry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348527505869276626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jaqueline Kuhry: Intrigante, muito intrigante. A foto tinha que incluir o sapato, para um vereticto mais preciso, porque parece que rolou uma combinação jaqueta-bolsa-faixa de cabelo, tudo branco. Se rolou um sapato preto, passa. Mas se rolou sapato branco, mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SjnJbHM1YXI/AAAAAAAAA6o/7ELBivvUcrw/s1600-h/danielle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 387px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SjnJbHM1YXI/AAAAAAAAA6o/7ELBivvUcrw/s400/danielle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348527500105703794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gente, é a Danielle Winits. Vocês esperavam o que, um tailleur Chanel? NNNOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SjnJbCgW23I/AAAAAAAAA6g/XZ3BsSK6FpQ/s1600-h/castanza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 387px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SjnJbCgW23I/AAAAAAAAA6g/XZ3BsSK6FpQ/s400/castanza.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348527498845412210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Costanza Pascoalato: &lt;a href="http://www.tattletart.com/wp-content/2008/11/anna-wintour.jpg"&gt;Anna Wintour&lt;/a&gt; olhou pra essa foto e falou: Ó, é eu! Mas tá elegante. Admiro, e muito, o autocontrole de senhoras como ela, que assumem que já passaram dos 50 e não estão fazendo aloka de posar pelada ou, sei lá, usar minissaia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Um beijinho no coração de vocês!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-1087884348829304069?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/1087884348829304069/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=1087884348829304069' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/1087884348829304069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/1087884348829304069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-back.html' title='I´m back'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SjnJwpFsf0I/AAAAAAAAA7I/z9ojPa5JbCU/s72-c/raquel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-5254412123945077019</id><published>2009-03-21T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T23:43:58.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>G-ZUIZ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jesus Luz tem belos olhos azuis. Jesus Luz tem uma boca desenhada. Jesus Lus tem um corpo sarado. Jesus Luz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/ScXdB8G9KDI/AAAAAAAAAjc/t9NV9YjURX0/s1600-h/Jesus+Luz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/ScXdB8G9KDI/AAAAAAAAAjc/t9NV9YjURX0/s400/Jesus+Luz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315897960565647410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem o próprio nome nas costas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) É coisa de celebridade emergente, pra ser facilmente identificado&lt;br /&gt;2) É coisa de bêbado, que sempre faz algo que vai se arrepender depois&lt;br /&gt;3) É coisa de.. gente, que coisa é essa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idade NÃO nos torna mais refinados. Ficadica, hein tia Madonna?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-5254412123945077019?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/5254412123945077019/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=5254412123945077019' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/5254412123945077019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/5254412123945077019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2009/03/g-zuiz.html' title='G-ZUIZ!'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/ScXdB8G9KDI/AAAAAAAAAjc/t9NV9YjURX0/s72-c/Jesus+Luz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-7766428561154696851</id><published>2009-02-21T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T17:15:32.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promoção</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah, o Carnaval! Nada me deixa mais louca do que ver aqueles abadás &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;cagados &lt;/span&gt;customizados, as fantasias de lamê e os tapa-sexos (ou a falta deles).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É nessa época do ano que rola o Feirão Playboy, onde os editores da revista escolhem a próxima capa (os editores da Sexy ficam com alguém da escola de samba rebaixada). Todo mundo pelado, pintado e se jogando nessa &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;putaria &lt;/span&gt;manifestação cultural que é o Carnaval brasileiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não só cultural, mas também politicamente consciente! Queridos, vamos analizar a fantasia (?) da bunita:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SaCN7sdyrFI/AAAAAAAAAQo/uOr8IStGxjM/s1600-h/carnaval.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SaCN7sdyrFI/AAAAAAAAAQo/uOr8IStGxjM/s400/carnaval.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305396417730358354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esquece o Lula e o Obama e foca:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no tapa-sexo tamanho anão criança;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no fogo na periquita;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;na placa de vende-se, estrategicamente colocada no que a moça tem pra oferecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CHO-REI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-7766428561154696851?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/7766428561154696851/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=7766428561154696851' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/7766428561154696851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/7766428561154696851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2009/02/promocao.html' title='Promoção'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SaCN7sdyrFI/AAAAAAAAAQo/uOr8IStGxjM/s72-c/carnaval.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-2470862725736564578</id><published>2009-02-11T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T19:50:57.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rehab no EGO. Now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Algo realmente estranho está acontecendo com os editores do site EGO, da Globo.com. Tomados por uma séria miopia, uma esquizofrenia temporária e haxixe estragado, o site anuincia&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: center;" class="entry-title"&gt;Jaqueline Khury: a Amy Winehouse do samba&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Segundo o autor da reportagem, a ex-BBB estava parecendo a cantora no ensaio da escola de samba. Agora olha e me diz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZOCxxZNYpI/AAAAAAAAAOY/TlR0OopFwmA/s1600-h/jackeline+khury.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZOCxxZNYpI/AAAAAAAAAOY/TlR0OopFwmA/s400/jackeline+khury.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301724977929478802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seria o vestido-cortina-de-lurex ou a arara na cabeça de Jaqueline que a fez ficar semelhante à Amy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZOCxwptR-I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/yvlzq3aOWNA/s1600-h/AMY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 395px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZOCxwptR-I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/yvlzq3aOWNA/s400/AMY.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301724977730242530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Calma Amy, não é porque você deixou (deixou?) de usar drogas que outras pessoas vão parar de ter alucinações também..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-2470862725736564578?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/2470862725736564578/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=2470862725736564578' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/2470862725736564578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/2470862725736564578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2009/02/rehab-no-ego-now.html' title='Rehab no EGO. Now!'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZOCxxZNYpI/AAAAAAAAAOY/TlR0OopFwmA/s72-c/jackeline+khury.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-2162109306072232087</id><published>2009-01-26T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:01:08.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Samba Peitão</title><content type='html'>Uma das peças de roupa que eu mais gosto são os corsets. Acho lindíssimo, elegante, e sem contar que deixa aquela cinturinha de vespa maravilhosa. Tenho dois, e não pretendo parar por aí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAS, acontece minha gente, que é muito fácil c*gar num corset. É uma peça de difícil combinação, limita muito as opções. Porém, se você se esforçar, consegue um look LUXO com um corset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora, antes de tudo, alguem avisa pra BUNYTA que, se vai estragar a peça, pelo menos compra uma no tamanho CERTO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SX69aQcPbLI/AAAAAAAAANo/6E5eUOl0Pn4/s1600-h/flavia+borges.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SX69aQcPbLI/AAAAAAAAANo/6E5eUOl0Pn4/s400/flavia+borges.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295878470621949106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi, meu bojo é 48, mas comprei o tamanho 36 porque tava em promoção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse percussionista da escola de samba, quicava uma baqueta na testa dela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-2162109306072232087?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/2162109306072232087/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=2162109306072232087' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/2162109306072232087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/2162109306072232087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2009/01/samba-peitao.html' title='Samba Peitão'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SX69aQcPbLI/AAAAAAAAANo/6E5eUOl0Pn4/s72-c/flavia+borges.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-3115002755710149817</id><published>2009-01-17T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T01:01:32.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Praiano</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Então, parece que o BBB278901278383 começou. Eu não entendi como está funcionando, porque não tenho como assistir ao programa, afinal, eu tenho muita coisa pra fazer, tipo regar a grama. Mas só sei que algo chamou minha atenção. Não consigo parar de olhar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SXJndTIiuVI/AAAAAAAAANY/1i72vUr4rfg/s1600-h/BBB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SXJndTIiuVI/AAAAAAAAANY/1i72vUr4rfg/s400/BBB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292406265163725138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não menina, não é a genitália do bonito não. É essa sunga RIDÍCULA que esse bofe tá usando.  Agora o Big Brother também tem a regra de não ter nenhum espelho na casa? Porque, oi, que estampa é essa? Esse verde, esse laranja clubber.. Isso é uma sunga, não um tapete de cozinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lu, te dedico: Tá feliz porque tá no BBB né? Porque bonito não tá não!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-3115002755710149817?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/3115002755710149817/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=3115002755710149817' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/3115002755710149817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/3115002755710149817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2009/01/praiano.html' title='Praiano'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SXJndTIiuVI/AAAAAAAAANY/1i72vUr4rfg/s72-c/BBB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-5591127025404003749</id><published>2009-01-13T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T15:09:18.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xou da Xuxa</title><content type='html'>Gente, vocês lembram da Miúxa Bruxa, paquita da Xuxa? Não?&lt;br /&gt;Pois é, nem eu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SW1sBcFMsyI/AAAAAAAAANI/6t2--6_X98k/s1600-h/paquita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SW1sBcFMsyI/AAAAAAAAANI/6t2--6_X98k/s400/paquita.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291003909203866402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas tem gente que lembra e, pior ainda, a RECONHECE! Parece que a bonita estava na FEIJOADA da Estácio de Sá, tentando comer linguiça e couve de graça. Cátia Pangote (seu nome de verdade, ou não) tem em seu vasto currículo as seguintes qualidades:&lt;br /&gt;Tentativa de cantora de pagode;&lt;br /&gt;Posou nua;&lt;br /&gt;Fazia parte do triângulo amoroso jogador de futebol-modelo-paquita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinceramente, não entendi qual foi a intenção dessa notícia. Estaria Miuxa tentando um &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;revival&lt;/span&gt; dos tempos de paquita? Ou ela só está interessada em receber o convite da buchada de bode da próxima faculdade ruim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos apenas torcer para que ela melhore de seu esquecimento e lembre de vestir as calças da próxima vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-5591127025404003749?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/5591127025404003749/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=5591127025404003749' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/5591127025404003749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/5591127025404003749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2009/01/xou-da-xuxa.html' title='Xou da Xuxa'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SW1sBcFMsyI/AAAAAAAAANI/6t2--6_X98k/s72-c/paquita.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-4068681802748795243</id><published>2009-01-03T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T00:17:58.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enrugando de preocupação</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Então queridos, eu estou aqui, num lugar lindo. As pessoas são educadas, a cidade é limpa, o café é delicioso, o transporte público funciona, muita gente elegante.. Estou me acostumando com essa polidez e civilidade. Aí, quando entro aqui, leio comentários do tipo "sua vaca", "recalcada" ou, um que me CHOCOU,  no estilo "oieeeehhhhhhhh amiiigaaaaaaaaaahhhhh ". São comentários feitos por pessoas que passam preciosos segundos de suas vidas clicando no link de comentar e postando ofensas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E é quando eu leio palavras tão &lt;strike&gt;idiotas&lt;/strike&gt; profundamente importantes que eu olho pela janela e me pergunto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SWBsIpY82FI/AAAAAAAAAMo/UljHW1mO6L0/s1600-h/recline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SWBsIpY82FI/AAAAAAAAAMo/UljHW1mO6L0/s400/recline.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287344858338220114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gente, será que chove?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-4068681802748795243?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/4068681802748795243/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=4068681802748795243' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/4068681802748795243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/4068681802748795243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2009/01/enrugando-de-preocupao.html' title='Enrugando de preocupação'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SWBsIpY82FI/AAAAAAAAAMo/UljHW1mO6L0/s72-c/recline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-1011047645646688960</id><published>2008-12-29T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T22:30:54.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guerra nas Estrelas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Às vezes você quer parecer sexy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SVm8hGzymgI/AAAAAAAAAMY/YvT1DF_ehSc/s1600-h/adriana+bombom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SVm8hGzymgI/AAAAAAAAAMY/YvT1DF_ehSc/s400/adriana+bombom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285462914645531138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;         Mas daí você descobre que macaquinho-socado-na-bunda + meião até o joelho + mp3 no sutiã só faz você parecer um pessoa sem qualquer noção de estética.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas Adriana Bombom não parece. Ela é. Quem sabe faz bem feito, e ela SABE como ficar parecendo uma integrante da nave do Capitão Kirk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-1011047645646688960?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/1011047645646688960/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=1011047645646688960' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/1011047645646688960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/1011047645646688960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2008/12/guerra-nas-estrelas.html' title='Guerra nas Estrelas'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SVm8hGzymgI/AAAAAAAAAMY/YvT1DF_ehSc/s72-c/adriana+bombom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-2802908778168782777</id><published>2008-12-16T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:48:43.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abadá</title><content type='html'>Eu não fui no show da Madonna simplesmente porque não gosto assim dela. Acho legal ela ter o corpinho em cima, acho que ela foi importante na música, mas eu não pagaria tanto para vê-la. Muitos famosos foram ao show, ficaram na área VIP comendo canapé e bebendo cidra. Mas parece que para ver a rainha do pop em lugar privilegiado, há um preço a se pagar: usar uma camiseta cheia de logomarcas de patrocinadores, o vulgo abadá. Lógicamente, famoso que é famoso não põe a camiseta, uma calça jeans e vai assistir ao show. Tem que dar uma incrementada, um up na blusa-ingresso. Mas como fazer uma camiseta branca com 53 logomarcas diferentes ficar mais elegante?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escondendo as propagandas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SUiCFbons4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/yTfbA7n6cIM/s1600-h/show+da+madonna+VIPs.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SUiCFbons4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/yTfbA7n6cIM/s400/show+da+madonna+VIPs.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280613592920994690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Paulinho Vilhena foi no Achados &amp;amp; Perdidos da portaria, pegou algumas peças aleatórias e amarrou em volta do pescoço E da cintura. Daniele Suzuki pegou uma pedra afiada e saiu rasgando sua blusa, tirando assim metade dos desenhos. Já Natália Guimarães colocou um vestido de noite por cima do abadá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, as celebridades e seus insights de estilização! Sempre me surpreendo. Sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-2802908778168782777?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/2802908778168782777/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=2802908778168782777' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/2802908778168782777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/2802908778168782777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2008/12/abad.html' title='Abadá'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SUiCFbons4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/yTfbA7n6cIM/s72-c/show+da+madonna+VIPs.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-5367124118772922775</id><published>2008-12-11T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:49:14.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gosto não se discute..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se lamenta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SUG0TX2XgkI/AAAAAAAAAL4/vU4zoo5CDNc/s1600-h/eliana+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 83px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SUG0TX2XgkI/AAAAAAAAAL4/vU4zoo5CDNc/s400/eliana+1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278698483167494722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu, só lamento..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SUGz7cg-frI/AAAAAAAAALw/khc_OdPGx0w/s1600-h/eliana+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SUGz7cg-frI/AAAAAAAAALw/khc_OdPGx0w/s400/eliana+2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278698072103091890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Música boa é isso aí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-5367124118772922775?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/5367124118772922775/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=5367124118772922775' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/5367124118772922775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/5367124118772922775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2008/12/gosto-no-se-discute.html' title='Gosto não se discute..'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SUG0TX2XgkI/AAAAAAAAAL4/vU4zoo5CDNc/s72-c/eliana+1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-6006473297308234533</id><published>2008-12-08T18:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:15:49.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tenho medo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não basta compra 1828477583 fitas de pornochanchada. Não basta fazer programa infantil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem que pagar de freira pra acreditarem que você não é só uma atriz de filmes &lt;strike&gt;de putaria&lt;/strike&gt; sensuais:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/ST3b58eA1dI/AAAAAAAAALY/gtev4jdJY0M/s1600-h/xuxa+e+ivete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/ST3b58eA1dI/AAAAAAAAALY/gtev4jdJY0M/s400/xuxa+e+ivete.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277616126879126994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mas Xuxa, todo mundo lembra disso:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/ST3b5oHwp6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/AGVi_F9Q6n4/s1600-h/xuxa.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/ST3b5oHwp6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/AGVi_F9Q6n4/s400/xuxa.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277616121417082786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passado com 30% a mais de ciano é isso aí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-6006473297308234533?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/6006473297308234533/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=6006473297308234533' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/6006473297308234533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/6006473297308234533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2008/12/tenho-medo.html' title='Tenho medo.'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/ST3b58eA1dI/AAAAAAAAALY/gtev4jdJY0M/s72-c/xuxa+e+ivete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-2607730497873784916</id><published>2008-11-30T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T21:33:29.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elegance avec Decadance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Existem acessórios bem democráticos. Qualquer pessoa pode usar, que é difícil não ficar bom. A faixa de cabelo é um deles. Como mostram Paris Hilton e Gwen Stefani:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/STNt3TrOG8I/AAAAAAAAAKg/bAmohlqtkeM/s1600-h/paris+e+gwen.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/STNt3TrOG8I/AAAAAAAAAKg/bAmohlqtkeM/s400/paris+e+gwen.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274680385522768834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As bonitas usaram bem a faixinha. Estrelinha pra elas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAS, como sempre, tem alguém pra c*gar em tudo. E Sandy, só porque também tem menos de 1,60 m, resolveu que era a Carmen Miranda e socou frutas de crochê na sua faixa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/STNt3L5xNPI/AAAAAAAAAKY/P6Z7vP95olo/s1600-h/sandy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/STNt3L5xNPI/AAAAAAAAAKY/P6Z7vP95olo/s400/sandy.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274680383436305650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oi tem uma aranha verde na minha cabeça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmen se arrepiou até o útimo balangandã neste momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;"Bück dich befehl ich dir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;wende dein antlitz ab von mir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;dein gesicht ist mir egal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;bück dich"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-2607730497873784916?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/2607730497873784916/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=2607730497873784916' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/2607730497873784916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/2607730497873784916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2008/11/elegance-avec-decadance.html' title='Elegance avec Decadance'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/STNt3TrOG8I/AAAAAAAAAKg/bAmohlqtkeM/s72-c/paris+e+gwen.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-6399049465777368803</id><published>2008-11-27T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T17:31:10.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Previsão do tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O Girls Like Gays, atendendo a pedidos de gente com Xana demais e cérebro de menos, muda de cara! Vamos à previsão do tempo!&lt;br /&gt;Um furacão atingiu fortemente a região "Vadias", no Rio de Janeiro, e deixou gente sem roupa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SS8-nwLOjTI/AAAAAAAAAKI/2bwy-LnWmt0/s1600-h/angela+bismark.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SS8-nwLOjTI/AAAAAAAAAKI/2bwy-LnWmt0/s400/angela+bismark.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273502541341953330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ângela Birsmak, prefeita da cidade, uma das vítimas do desastre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já nos planaltos de "Wannabe Hot", nos Estados Unidos, uma tempestade de crucifixos, medalhas e pingentes cafonas resultou no afogamento de várias pessoas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SS8-nTUQtkI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Zfi_z0yGNq4/s1600-h/rihanna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SS8-nTUQtkI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Zfi_z0yGNq4/s400/rihanna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273502533595215426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Graças ao topete, Rihanna conseguiu boiar até terra firme, mas ainda carregava os resquícios do temporal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já no sul de "Luxo e Elegância", vestidos-chemise ensolaravam o dia, com poucas nuvens em formato de sandália-gladiadora, que não ameaçaram (tanto) o clima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SS8-na3HcWI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/N3_YmIPgaAg/s1600-h/paola+de+oliveira+e+gianecchini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SS8-na3HcWI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/N3_YmIPgaAg/s400/paola+de+oliveira+e+gianecchini.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273502535620456802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paola de Oliveira aproveita o tempo bom. Já Reinaldo Gianecchini teve que pedir Paola uma blusa emprestada, já que estava em "Vadias" quando o furacão passou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-6399049465777368803?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/6399049465777368803/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=6399049465777368803' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/6399049465777368803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/6399049465777368803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2008/11/previso-do-tempo.html' title='Previsão do tempo'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SS8-nwLOjTI/AAAAAAAAAKI/2bwy-LnWmt0/s72-c/angela+bismark.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-3722096423566627816</id><published>2008-11-26T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T17:53:40.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Véu e grinalda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah, as feiras de noiva! Muito tule, muita renda branca, flores, pérolas, jóias!&lt;br /&gt;Mas espere! Acabou o tule! E o cetim! E os tecidos brancos! Sabe o bom-gosto? Acabou de sair por aquela porta ali!&lt;br /&gt;Sabe porque?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chegaram as noivas do Apocalipse minha gente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SS36r5i4j5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/Vr3AoE-sFVU/s1600-h/vestidos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SS36r5i4j5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/Vr3AoE-sFVU/s400/vestidos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273146370809171858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra quê tule se você tem PLASTICO- BOLHA*? E pra quê seda se você tem JEANS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SS36ryjFoRI/AAAAAAAAAJg/9bSu0Ws_riA/s1600-h/vestido.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 93px; height: 324px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SS36ryjFoRI/AAAAAAAAAJg/9bSu0Ws_riA/s400/vestido.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273146368930980114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E pra quê saia, se você tem um buquê pra tampar a bacurinha, não é mesmo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Como estudante de Design de Moda, me recuso entrar nessa onda de "materias reutilizáveis" pra fazer roupas. Vão usar garrafa PET e anel de lata na p*ta que pariu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-3722096423566627816?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/3722096423566627816/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=3722096423566627816' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/3722096423566627816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/3722096423566627816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2008/11/vu-e-grinalda_26.html' title='Véu e grinalda'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SS36r5i4j5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/Vr3AoE-sFVU/s72-c/vestidos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-7764205406753857113</id><published>2008-11-24T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T20:56:28.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicote &amp; cia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Confesso: sou apaixonada por roupas de látex&lt;/span&gt;. Quando bem feitas, as roupas feitas desse material ficam extremamente sexies, com um quê de sadomasô, mas sem vulgarizar. Paris Hilton ganhou uma "Estrelinha GLG" por ter usado um modelito básico, simples e muito bonito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SSuEiSo8SRI/AAAAAAAAAJI/I-4C-Uw4VR8/s1600-h/paris+hilton.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SSuEiSo8SRI/AAAAAAAAAJI/I-4C-Uw4VR8/s400/paris+hilton.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272453513421277458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas a estrelinha quase vomita purpurina com esse sapato. O que a caneleira de futebol tem a ver com o resto do calçado? Joga fora isso porque daqui a pouco o PETA vai jogar farinha em você por maltratar um pump* tão lindo e inocente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span class="txt"&gt;"São&lt;/span&gt; sapatos de salto muito alto, com a frente ligeiramente elevada por uma fina  plataforma." Por O Diário de uma Fashionista&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s.: Desculpem a estrelinha tosca, mas são 2:54 da manhã e eu fiz no Paint. Reprime essa revolta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-7764205406753857113?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/7764205406753857113/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=7764205406753857113' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/7764205406753857113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/7764205406753857113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2008/11/chicote-cia.html' title='Chicote &amp; cia.'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SSuEiSo8SRI/AAAAAAAAAJI/I-4C-Uw4VR8/s72-c/paris+hilton.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-7406389546789412341</id><published>2008-11-24T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T20:08:53.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O poder do movimento (parte 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mais um exemplo de como os paparazzi escolhem as piores poses das pessoas. Vide foto da Björk, com cara de tia véia tirando resto de frango do dente:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SSt5p1SupVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/XH6Y0vmTNR0/s1600-h/bj%C3%B6rk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SSt5p1SupVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/XH6Y0vmTNR0/s400/bj%C3%B6rk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272441548354528594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cara, eu gosto da Björk, da música dela, dessa voz linda e delicinha que ela tem. Mas figurino nunca foi o forte dela. Ok, é um "estilo pessoal e único" dela, mas, verdade seja dita, é único porque ninguém mais tem coragem de usar esse casaco. Nem o vestido de cisne, que eu nem preciso postar imagem, vocês sabem de qual eu estou falando. Não sai da memória tão fácil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s.: Espero que dentro da sacolinha Marc Jacobs dela tenha algo que não pareça fantasia de personagem do Vila Sésamo, estilo Garibaldo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SSt5iyVF0SI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Q84aI_W2GjQ/s1600-h/garibaldo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SSt5iyVF0SI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Q84aI_W2GjQ/s400/garibaldo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272441427300045090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a id="publishButton" class="cssButton" href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="if (this.className.indexOf(&amp;quot;ubtn-disabled&amp;quot;) == -1) {var e = document['stuffform'].publish;(e.length) ? e[0].click() : e.click(); if (window.event) window.event.cancelBubble = true; return false;}"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonOuter"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonMiddle"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonInner"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SSt3el1mq6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/Uyc1A_db9Ns/s1600-h/bj%C3%B6rk.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-7406389546789412341?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/7406389546789412341/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=7406389546789412341' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/7406389546789412341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/7406389546789412341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2008/11/o-poder-do-movimento-parte-2.html' title='O poder do movimento (parte 2)'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SSt5p1SupVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/XH6Y0vmTNR0/s72-c/bj%C3%B6rk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-7814333393932416085</id><published>2008-11-16T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T19:59:34.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O poder do movimento</title><content type='html'>Sabe aquela foto de um aniversário que você foi, em que lá está você, em sugundo plano, com a boca aberta, o olho meio fechado e corcunda, pegando uma coxinha? Essa foto é uma clássico exemplo da "foto desprevenida". Aquela em que você não sabia que estava aparecendo, você só queria sair do regime.&lt;br /&gt;Então, algum paparazzi bêbado fez uma espécie de mutação animal. Como transfomar um gato:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SSDpX3t3mtI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/XocmUaUnbog/s1600-h/Hugh_Jackman+-+1+-+X_Men_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SSDpX3t3mtI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/XocmUaUnbog/s400/Hugh_Jackman+-+1+-+X_Men_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269468160326081234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;numa morsa dopada de Lexotan com um anzol na boca tendo um orgasmo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SSDpKAfCjFI/AAAAAAAAAII/V5EDDuzDMJE/s1600-h/hugh.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SSDpKAfCjFI/AAAAAAAAAII/V5EDDuzDMJE/s400/hugh.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269467922161634386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fácil assim. Espere o Mr. Hugh correr na praia, tropeçar num castelinho de areia, levar um chute no Huge, porque desfez o castelinho e, na hora em que ele for cair no chão sentindo dor, você saca sua câmera e regista essa pose linda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-7814333393932416085?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/7814333393932416085/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=7814333393932416085' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/7814333393932416085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/7814333393932416085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2008/11/o-poder-do-movimento.html' title='O poder do movimento'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SSDpX3t3mtI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/XocmUaUnbog/s72-c/Hugh_Jackman+-+1+-+X_Men_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-4897625854931332570</id><published>2008-10-23T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:39:55.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exxxperience</title><content type='html'>De uns tempos pra cá, confesso, morri de inveja quando a Cristina Aguilera se descobriu uma excelente modelo pin-up. Era batonzão vermelho, cabelão platinado e cacheado, fotos lindas e tudo mais. A música continuava ruim, mas não era pra eu gostar mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;           Então eis que surge Aguilera, num vestido de ALUCINAR:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SQFeNCJPxfI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Gqe0WYrRIuo/s1600-h/cristina+aguilera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SQFeNCJPxfI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Gqe0WYrRIuo/s400/cristina+aguilera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260589417752413682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sentiu a vibe barraca-de-trance do vestido? Sem contar que a gracinha MA-TÔ a plataforma Yves Saint-Laurent. Faz o seguinte. Toma um desse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SQFeGA18lzI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/C3GZU_Qu5Zw/s1600-h/cogumelo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SQFeGA18lzI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/C3GZU_Qu5Zw/s320/cogumelo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260589297143945010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Agora olha de novo pro vestido:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SQFdmmIFR2I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LP2VJhvt3mQ/s1600-h/cristina+aguilera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SQFdmmIFR2I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LP2VJhvt3mQ/s400/cristina+aguilera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260588757396309858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sentiu o drama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-4897625854931332570?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/4897625854931332570/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=4897625854931332570' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/4897625854931332570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/4897625854931332570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2008/10/exxxperience.html' title='Exxxperience'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SQFeNCJPxfI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Gqe0WYrRIuo/s72-c/cristina+aguilera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-9141913914268623354</id><published>2008-10-22T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T21:04:40.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oi?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caroline Miranda, defina virgindade para mim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SP_2xRBY_fI/AAAAAAAAAGo/XR5DmfbsIk8/s1600-h/caroline+miranda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SP_2xRBY_fI/AAAAAAAAAGo/XR5DmfbsIk8/s320/caroline+miranda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260194216035286514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok amiga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SP_2j2RuokI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_H5_kb9NWLg/s1600-h/padre+quevedo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SP_2j2RuokI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_H5_kb9NWLg/s320/padre+quevedo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260193985517756994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charadénha: o que o Padre Que&lt;strike&gt;m&lt;/strike&gt;vedo está falando?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-9141913914268623354?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/9141913914268623354/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=9141913914268623354' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/9141913914268623354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/9141913914268623354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2008/10/oi.html' title='Oi?'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SP_2xRBY_fI/AAAAAAAAAGo/XR5DmfbsIk8/s72-c/caroline+miranda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-268436976779428831</id><published>2008-10-16T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T00:37:51.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Edward Scissors Hands</title><content type='html'>Tem dia que o cérebro da gente pára. Você de repente tem idéias estranhas, mas que, de repente, parecem tão legais! Então, eis que me surgiu uma idéia dessas. Eu sempre **detestei** franjas, nunca vi ninguém ficar mais binito de franja do que sem. Tirando uma ou duas pessoas que eu acho bonitas de franja, eu sempre achei feio. Ok. Aí meu cérebro diz: Mas franjinhas curtas são mó legais! Olha só:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SPbtNFbYhDI/AAAAAAAAAGI/GJsY76m7uwo/s1600-h/franja+curta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SPbtNFbYhDI/AAAAAAAAAGI/GJsY76m7uwo/s400/franja+curta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257650424052745266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, let's do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheguei no cabelereiro, falei "moça, quero uma franja curta", ela arregalou os olhos, olhou pra mim e disse: "Olha, eu acho que não vai ficar bom". Decidimos então, pra começar, cortar uma franja normal (aqueeela, que eu não gosto) pra ver se eu me adaptava. Na hora que ela cortou a primeira mecha, eu já quis chorar. E, sem coragem pra cortar meis ainda meu cabelo, pedi que ela só cortasse a franja normal mesmo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então, saí assim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SPbtIq7bxjI/AAAAAAAAAGA/U6UHPZp8i2Y/s1600-h/nakoma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SPbtIq7bxjI/AAAAAAAAAGA/U6UHPZp8i2Y/s400/nakoma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257650348219942450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nakoma, a amiga da Pocahontas.&lt;br /&gt;Agora, muito arco, tic-tac e grampo prendendo a franja pra trás. Vou lançar tendência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-268436976779428831?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/268436976779428831/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=268436976779428831' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/268436976779428831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/268436976779428831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2008/10/edward-scissors-hands.html' title='Edward Scissors Hands'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SPbtNFbYhDI/AAAAAAAAAGI/GJsY76m7uwo/s72-c/franja+curta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-1888121296259362019</id><published>2008-10-15T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T00:10:28.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bombril</title><content type='html'>Então, parece que uma guria de 16 anos é a nova coqueluche do verão. Mallu Magalhães, menina da voz bonitinha ( de verdade) , que toca gaita, violão, flauta, apito e galinhas. Mas todo mundo sabe né Mallu, que só Bombril tem 1001 utilidades. Porque não dá pra cantar, tocar, ser famosa Ê saber se vestir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SPbmt5_XJ1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/1zL4GeMDmBI/s1600-h/mallu+magalh%C3%A3es.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SPbmt5_XJ1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/1zL4GeMDmBI/s400/mallu+magalh%C3%A3es.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257643291336714066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O vestido tá ok, apesar de de parecer que a estampa foi feita pra combinar com os banners do VMB. Mas e essa sapatilha de bailarina? Oi? Será que ela dança também? Algo do tipo balé-conteporâneo-atual-sapatilha-de-cores-diferentes? Combinando com vestido NADAVÊ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu não gosto da Mallu Magalhães porque ela não se chama Mallu, se chama Maria Luiza, e ela, junto com a Malu &lt;strike&gt;Sobrancelha Frida Kahlo Style&lt;/strike&gt; Mader, são motivo para as pessoas me perguntarem "Malu, qual é o seu nome?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malu é nome, p****.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(post dedicado ao Leite, que deu a dica da sapatilha de bailarina. Amo **)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-1888121296259362019?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/1888121296259362019/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=1888121296259362019' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/1888121296259362019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/1888121296259362019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2008/10/bombril.html' title='Bombril'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SPbmt5_XJ1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/1zL4GeMDmBI/s72-c/mallu+magalh%C3%A3es.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-7908343358203084612</id><published>2008-09-14T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T23:16:00.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apertem os cintos, o bom-gosto sumiu! (Parte 3)</title><content type='html'>Marc Jacobs, você tá rindo do meu cabelo. Você dita moda, o que você falou tá dito e ninguém pode contestar. Mas, meu bein.. Calma lá! Acho que tem muito gin no seu martini, porque, alôrrrr??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SM38Ddu9gLI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jOOAr3iFsxg/s1600-h/marc+jacobs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SM38Ddu9gLI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jOOAr3iFsxg/s400/marc+jacobs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246126277407899826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pochete versão 2008?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respira vai. Larga o drink. Agora olha o que você fez. Analisa o TAMANHO da besteira. Você ressucitou o que os anos 80 tem de pior, depois das ombreiras e das roupas de lamê: a pavorosa pochete. Nem vem que não tem. Pode ser de couro, linda, bem trabalhada, bordada por freiras albinas centenárias do Nepal que não engulo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SM378A5LvgI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/4QJVbFWbJmA/s1600-h/pochete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SM378A5LvgI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/4QJVbFWbJmA/s400/pochete.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246126149407063554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Tô gatchenha?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aí eu sento no chão e choro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-7908343358203084612?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/7908343358203084612/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=7908343358203084612' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/7908343358203084612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/7908343358203084612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2008/09/apertem-os-cintos-o-bom-gosto-sumiu.html' title='Apertem os cintos, o bom-gosto sumiu! (Parte 3)'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SM38Ddu9gLI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jOOAr3iFsxg/s72-c/marc+jacobs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-3473459619589567944</id><published>2008-09-10T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T17:22:24.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Não me diga!</title><content type='html'>Ah eu não me agüento. Achei uma outra notíca sobre a Mulher Jaca, em que ela dizia que "a imagem da antiga Jaca não atraía", e que, por isso, ela fe lipo e colocou silicone. Confiram o "antes e depois" e me respondam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SMhiIL-gnnI/AAAAAAAAAEw/rElJC1ah4a4/s1600-h/mulher+jaca+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SMhiIL-gnnI/AAAAAAAAAEw/rElJC1ah4a4/s400/mulher+jaca+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244549658866392690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AGORA ATRAI??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reparem no curativo da lipo, logo acima da calcinha do biqíni. Classe, discrição e delicadeza, realmente, é só pra quem pode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-3473459619589567944?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/3473459619589567944/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=3473459619589567944' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/3473459619589567944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/3473459619589567944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-me-diga.html' title='Não me diga!'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SMhiIL-gnnI/AAAAAAAAAEw/rElJC1ah4a4/s72-c/mulher+jaca+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-2816714852228280868</id><published>2008-09-10T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T16:59:17.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Não combina</title><content type='html'>A Mulher melancia pelada combina com laje de favela, assim como a Rainha da Inglaterra combina com várias jóais. O que não combina, minha gente, é alguém com a CRÁSSE da Melancia toda enfeitada com diamantes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SMhd_Q5cD5I/AAAAAAAAAEg/YpUwnaEoj7c/s1600-h/mulher+jaca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SMhd_Q5cD5I/AAAAAAAAAEg/YpUwnaEoj7c/s400/mulher+jaca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244545107521965970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reparem como a expressão suave, o corpo delicado e a sofisticação de Daiane Cristina, a Mulher Jaca combinam perfeitamente com as jóias e as luvas longas de cetim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sutil como uma jaca caída na cabeça do desavisado que abriu essas fotos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-2816714852228280868?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/2816714852228280868/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=2816714852228280868' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/2816714852228280868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/2816714852228280868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2008/09/no.html' title='Não combina'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SMhd_Q5cD5I/AAAAAAAAAEg/YpUwnaEoj7c/s72-c/mulher+jaca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-1074434534091765108</id><published>2008-08-27T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T22:26:23.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't do drugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;      A Vanity Fair, uma revista que sempre fala de celebridades e seus estilos, anunciou uma lista das pessoas mais bem vestidas do Mundo Fabuloso das Celebridades. Mas, alguns editores espertinhos, pegaram a lista de verdade, enrolaram maconha nela e fumaram. Porque, na lista que eu vi tinha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SLY0W-zoofI/AAAAAAAAABU/AVQBBFeXODc/s1600-h/stacy+bendet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SLY0W-zoofI/AAAAAAAAABU/AVQBBFeXODc/s320/stacy+bendet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239432785913487858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parece que a moça achou o decote grande demais e colocou uma blusinha pra disfarçar a "indecença". E QUALÉ  a dessa cordinha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SLY0XL6Ec_I/AAAAAAAAABc/unbIE0JmGBU/s1600-h/katherine+ross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SLY0XL6Ec_I/AAAAAAAAABc/unbIE0JmGBU/s320/katherine+ross.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239432789430137842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OÊÊÊÊ! Sua cortina enroscou no vestido tia, tira antes que alguem pise nisso OU te expulse da festa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SLY0XDQsOOI/AAAAAAAAABk/Luhy8F6AFjw/s1600-h/lapo+elkann.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SLY0XDQsOOI/AAAAAAAAABk/Luhy8F6AFjw/s320/lapo+elkann.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239432787109099746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meu sogro casou com um terno dessa cor. Pergunta se ele acha bonito hoje..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SLY0XX_7Z0I/AAAAAAAAABs/cwVq3fgZeHc/s1600-h/beckham+e+victoria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SLY0XX_7Z0I/AAAAAAAAABs/cwVq3fgZeHc/s320/beckham+e+victoria.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239432792675936066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Que vestido PAVOROSO é esse? O modelo, a cor, a transparência, a fenda, tá tudo errado bem. Só acertou no acessório: Beckham, nunca sai de moda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-1074434534091765108?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/1074434534091765108/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=1074434534091765108' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/1074434534091765108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/1074434534091765108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2008/08/dont-do-drugs.html' title='Don&apos;t do drugs'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SLY0W-zoofI/AAAAAAAAABU/AVQBBFeXODc/s72-c/stacy+bendet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-8628810726943286961</id><published>2008-08-26T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T20:38:41.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Novos Horizontes</title><content type='html'>Você é rico. Você é style. Você substituiu COCO CHANEL no mundo dos mortais. Você cansou de fazer vestidos, saias, blusa, bolsas, jóias e perfumes. Você agora..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SLTKuYzsPtI/AAAAAAAAABM/BTUcTAzBbNg/s1600-h/lagerfeld.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SLTKuYzsPtI/AAAAAAAAABM/BTUcTAzBbNg/s400/lagerfeld.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239035164820782802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tem um ursinho de pelúcia que é a sua cara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;      E não, não estou SÓ ironizando. Sir Lagerfeld vai lançar, SIM, seu ursinho-clone, pela bagatela de U$ 1400.&lt;br /&gt;      Te respeito tio. De verdade. Mas bicho-juntador-de-ácaro forçou nossa amizade. Mesmo que ele, na real, pareça MESMO com você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///F:/DOCUME%7E1/Malu/CONFIG%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-8628810726943286961?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/8628810726943286961/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=8628810726943286961' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/8628810726943286961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/8628810726943286961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2008/08/novos-horizontes.html' title='Novos Horizontes'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SLTKuYzsPtI/AAAAAAAAABM/BTUcTAzBbNg/s72-c/lagerfeld.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-5021051576573277541</id><published>2008-08-20T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:20:42.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aceitando a realidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;      Então, seu pai é o Fábio Júnior e você puxou aquela boca de peixe-boi dele?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abrace a realidade:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SKz6_PJjqPI/AAAAAAAAABE/4Z4rppXNQY4/s1600-h/cleo+pires.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SKz6_PJjqPI/AAAAAAAAABE/4Z4rppXNQY4/s400/cleo+pires.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236836431030364402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se joga na fantasia do Coringa que cai suuuuuuuper bem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E, um &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ps.&lt;/span&gt;: As duas ali atrás. A da direita tá vestida de Jasmine, beleza. A fantasia tá meio desbeiçada, mas tá legível. Mas e a guria da esquerda? Tá fantasiada de..? Como diria o Lu: Tá feliz? Porque bonito não tá não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ps 2.: Depois que escrevi o post li uma outra notícia em que a moça da "não-fantasia" explica sua fantasia: "Vim fantasiada de 'roupa de brechó'". Dá próxima bem, pega um lençol e recorta dois olhinhos que pelo menos fica parecendo que você é engraçada e divertida, ao invés de parecer que você é preguiçosa e não tirou o figurino da novela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/921229819936255062-5021051576573277541?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/5021051576573277541/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=5021051576573277541' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/5021051576573277541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/5021051576573277541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2008/08/aceitando-realidade.html' title='Aceitando a realidade'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SKz6_PJjqPI/AAAAAAAAABE/4Z4rppXNQY4/s72-c/cleo+pires.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-8484962855305605764</id><published>2008-08-17T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T23:11:21.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apertem os cintos, o bom-gosto sumiu! (Parte 2)</title><content type='html'>Eu estava em casa, lendo a revistá Época da semana  retrasada, quando me deparo com a seguinte notícia: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Criadores tentam lançar a moda do sapato branco masculino&lt;/span&gt;.  Hã? Como? Tá falando sério? Estou:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SKkPM4JG8oI/AAAAAAAAAAo/BcOBeWdG_xQ/s1600-h/mocassim+branco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SKkPM4JG8oI/AAAAAAAAAAo/BcOBeWdG_xQ/s320/mocassim+branco.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235732755698348674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Super tendência! Olha o luxo do modelito! Segundo Fernando Pires, designer de calçados, "Não é que os sapatos brancos vão pegar, já pegaram." Pegaram o bom-gosto e comeram com angú né querido!&lt;br /&gt;     Sapatos brancos caem super bem com:&lt;br /&gt;1- Passista de gafieira&lt;br /&gt;2- Médicos&lt;br /&gt;3- Dentistas&lt;br /&gt;4- Veterinários&lt;br /&gt;ou..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SKkPMztNNjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sfI4Yk9cEDs/s1600-h/xandy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SKkPMztNNjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sfI4Yk9cEDs/s320/xandy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235732754507576882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5- Noivos super cool e estilosos (medo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Portanto, se você tem fetiche com sambistas, profissionais da área de saúde ou cantores de axé, presenteie seu namorado com um &lt;strike&gt;horroroso&lt;/strike&gt; estiloso MOCASSIM BRANCO. Mas se você tem senso crítico e, assim como eu, acha que o Fernando Pires pirou na batatinha, honey, don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Gente, vocês não estão reconhecendo o noivo cool ali não? É o Xandy, marido da Carla Perez. Não lembrou? Pô, ele ia direto no Gugu.. Saiu na Caras.. Foi entrevistado pela Hebe.. Pessoa importante gente!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-8484962855305605764?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/8484962855305605764/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=8484962855305605764' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/8484962855305605764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/8484962855305605764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2008/08/pertem-os-cintos-o-bom-gosto-sumiu.html' title='Apertem os cintos, o bom-gosto sumiu! (Parte 2)'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SKkPM4JG8oI/AAAAAAAAAAo/BcOBeWdG_xQ/s72-c/mocassim+branco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-4885808386075768184</id><published>2008-08-16T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T14:31:15.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Temos feito coisas impublicáveis'</title><content type='html'>Com toda a classe e requinte que lhe é permitido, Gracyanne Barbosa, a &lt;strike&gt;bombada&lt;/strike&gt; namorada do Belo (?), disse ao site EGO que, depois que seu &lt;strike&gt;bandido &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;strike&gt;traficante&lt;/strike&gt; querido namorado saiu da penitenciária, eles têm feito coisas "impublicáveis" no seu ninho de amor. Mas Gracy, meu bem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://veja.abril.com.br/060208/imagens/especial5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://veja.abril.com.br/060208/imagens/especial5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impublicável mesmo é o tamanho da suas coxas. E dos seus braços. E sua inteligência compatível com aquelas anêmonas do mar.&lt;br /&gt;Mas tudo bem, cada um tem o que merece:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://xurumevirtual.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/belo_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://xurumevirtual.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/belo_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Belíssimo! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&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/921229819936255062-4885808386075768184?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/4885808386075768184/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=4885808386075768184' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/4885808386075768184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/4885808386075768184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2008/08/temos-feito-coisas-impublicveis.html' title='&apos;Temos feito coisas impublicáveis&apos;'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-4247063201415577119</id><published>2008-08-15T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T20:03:55.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apertem os cintos, o bom-gosto sumiu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Há muito tempo venho acompanhando o trabalho da Melissa, e é superinteressante ver como uma marca que antes era meio over hoje tá super conceituada e cheia de modelos lindo. Obviamente, que faz sandálias tão lindas deviam se esforçar em fazê-las de um jeito que elas não dessem bolhas no pé nem te deixassem com um chulé de envergonhar qualquer mendigo. Mas parece que é pedir muito. Mas no fim, a Melissa anda investindo bastante em design, até a Vivienne Westwood criou dois modelos pra marca (ok, criar mesmo ela só criou um, porque no outro ela só socou a logo dela do lado do sapato e pãnz, Melissa Vivienne Westwood). Mas tá perdoada Vivi, a gente te entende. Mas o que eu não entendo é como, COMO alguem pode pensar que um dia isso vai ser bonito:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SKZgbDlBhDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6Swq_17ZtAU/s1600-h/melissa+clogh.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SKZgbDlBhDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6Swq_17ZtAU/s320/melissa+clogh.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234977634798109746" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso é de tanto cheirar plástico de tutti-frutti gente! Só pode! Quer vender o tamanquinho horroroso? Fale com elas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2077/2468285528_9e19c4d10b.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2077/2468285528_9e19c4d10b.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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;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;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;Amigãm, tâ ahazando com minha Melissa nova.. Looosho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-4247063201415577119?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/4247063201415577119/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=4247063201415577119' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/4247063201415577119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/4247063201415577119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2008/08/segurem-os-cintos-o-bom-gosto-sumiu.html' title='Apertem os cintos, o bom-gosto sumiu!'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SKZgbDlBhDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6Swq_17ZtAU/s72-c/melissa+clogh.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921229819936255062.post-5434466724847936463</id><published>2008-08-13T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T22:13:34.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pequenas calças, grandes erros</title><content type='html'>Então, ando reparando há tempos uma coisa. Na FUMEC existe um costume engraçado, que não é inédito nem original, mas continua me intrigando: o uso constante de shorts.  Não importa se é verão é você está queimando a sola do All Star no asfalto ou se é inverno e o vento gelado que bate na faculdade congelou até o laquê do seu cabelo. Garotas de toda sorte usam e abusam da peça. Não é que eu não goste, acho bonito sim, até tenho um, mas não uso por puro e simples "pudor". A idéia de parecer estar usando uma calcinha não me parece agradável.&lt;br /&gt;    Mas o que me intriga mesmo é o Visual Inverno adotado pelas gurias que adoram um shortinho. Em sua maioria designers de moda (aí que eu queimo a língua, pois estou lá cursando isso mesmo), essas garotas adotam, no geral, o seguinte look: Blusinha de mangas compridas, jaqueta, cachecol, botas (esse inverno foi um festival de botas-miss-Barretos que eu voticontá!) e.. shorts! Daí você olha pra guria e se pergunta: "Fih, vc não tá com MUITO frio nessas pernas não?". Pô, cinco camadas de roupa na parte superior do corpo e uma calcinha embaixo, não dá né bem! Bota uma calça legal, uma sainha de tartan escocês, mas me tira esse shortinho porque os pelinhos da sua coxa estão arrepiados.&lt;br /&gt;    Porém, o uso indiscriminado dos shorts vão além da minha compreensão. Pior do que as garotas que têm mutação genética e não sentem fri nas pernas, tem um tipo muito pior de usuária: as que acham que a peça vai bem do clube à festa de gala do Golden Globe.&lt;br /&gt;    Imagine só, ano passado fomos eu e mais 45 alunos da minha escola à São Paulo, em uma excursão, que incluía nos passeios uma sessão de "O Fantasma da Ópera". Obviamente, uma ópera é um espetáculo elegante, que geralmente acontece num grande Teatro da cidade. Quando penso em ópera, logo me vem á cabeça aqueles czares russos e seu séquito de súditos, todos muito chiques e nobres, devidamente trajados com seus trajes de gala.. Então, eis que no hotel onde estávamos hospedados, vi mais de uma menina de shortinho-regatinha-rasteirinha se dirigindo ao espetáculo. E gente, não adianta se o shortinho é de alfaiataria, nem se a regatinha é de algodão egípcio 8000 fios, muito menos se a rasteirinha é de couro metalizado (pelamor!).&lt;br /&gt;    Fih, aqueles czares se jogaaavam na seda e no ouro para assistir à Ópera e você me aprece de shortinho de brim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SKO1tv-yc6I/AAAAAAAAAAY/oMuS3Xv4ho4/s1600-h/Nicolau+II.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SKO1tv-yc6I/AAAAAAAAAAY/oMuS3Xv4ho4/s320/Nicolau+II.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234226989513208738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicolau II te despreza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921229819936255062-5434466724847936463?l=girlslikegays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/feeds/5434466724847936463/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921229819936255062&amp;postID=5434466724847936463' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/5434466724847936463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921229819936255062/posts/default/5434466724847936463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlslikegays.blogspot.com/2008/08/pequenas-calas-grandes-erros.html' title='Pequenas calças, grandes erros'/><author><name>M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07163649894492435212</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/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SZEyJ6drkgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VIVPA7VW2Bo/S220/DSCF0104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eYBa-b7i1pY/SKO1tv-yc6I/AAAAAAAAAAY/oMuS3Xv4ho4/s72-c/Nicolau+II.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
