<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20639827</id><updated>2008-02-27T17:44:09.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Licorice Blog</title><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/blog.html'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/rss/atom.xml'/><author><name>Lady Licorice</name></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20639827.post-9011125599521671663</id><published>2007-08-11T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T15:30:39.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tale of Star-Crossed Lovers</title><summary type='text'> 



When I first saw paparazzi photos of Katie Holmes and Sienna Miller carrying the same gorgeous, coffee-coloured ostrich leather bag, I became not quite myself. The nubby texture was somehow just so amazing, and I was drawn to that purse in a disturbingly magnetic way. I never thought to scout one out for myself, though - and I was also a bit put off by the idea of ostriches being turned into</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/2007/08/tale-of-star-crossed-lovers.html' title='A Tale of Star-Crossed Lovers'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/rss/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/9011125599521671663'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/9011125599521671663'/><author><name>Lady Licorice</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20639827.post-8432235071568618653</id><published>2007-03-12T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T11:09:44.740-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nail polish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Very "wrong" nails that feel so right</title><summary type='text'>Browsing through some old bookmarks today, I came across the Creative Nail Designs website. I'd never really looked at it in-depth before, so I decided to start clicking around. Turns out they have a highly entertaining Nail Style Gallery, brimming with some very interesting "nail art" ideas.

While most of them are downright hideous, I kind of want to try a select few. (Yes, I admit I've always </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/2007/03/very-wrong-nails-that-feel-so-right.html' title='Very &quot;wrong&quot; nails that feel so right'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/rss/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/8432235071568618653'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/8432235071568618653'/><author><name>Lady Licorice</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20639827.post-116179015319611459</id><published>2006-10-25T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T00:47:56.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Get Trashy</title><summary type='text'>There comes a time in the life of every article of clothing and pair of shoes when the owner must have the discipline to say goodbye.  No matter how many fantastic memories are linked to that sweater or tank, it's not going to last forever.  Don't force it, right?

But when is the correct time to dispose of a well-worn treasure?  The answer is probably "the moment you have the first doubt about </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/2006/10/lets-get-trashy.html' title='Let&apos;s Get Trashy'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/rss/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/116179015319611459'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/116179015319611459'/><author><name>Lady Licorice</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20639827.post-115930630098107943</id><published>2006-09-21T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T14:32:13.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vintage Aquarius Ring</title><summary type='text'>This is a Lady Licorice Style Pick.



The opulent jewelry trend is pretty big for fall, and aquamarine and gold always look so regal together. This pretty ring is part of Angel Court's "dead stock", which is not as off-putting as it sounds. It just means it was made in the 1970s and never worn - somehow making it seem 10 times cooler than a present-day piece of jewelry.

Get it at Angel Court.</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/2006/09/vintage-aquarius-ring.html' title='Vintage Aquarius Ring'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/rss/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/115930630098107943'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/115930630098107943'/><author><name>Lady Licorice</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20639827.post-115930515743862419</id><published>2006-09-17T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T15:55:46.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fitted Vest by Chulo Pony</title><summary type='text'>This is a Lady Licorice Style Pick.



When you're tempted to try a potentially obnoxious trend, the best way to do it is to go as next-level as possible. Chulo Pony's mostly-wool garment at left is the most unique, fetching vest of the season, and it has a sort of cozy "let's go for a walk in the moors" feel to it.

Get it at Paper Doll.</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/2006/09/fitted-vest-by-chulo-pony.html' title='Fitted Vest by Chulo Pony'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/rss/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/115930515743862419'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/115930515743862419'/><author><name>Lady Licorice</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20639827.post-115930462316611333</id><published>2006-09-03T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T14:03:43.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dolce Vita Wedges</title><summary type='text'>This is a Lady Licorice Style Pick.



These shoes are like a layer cake that hits you with three different flavor injections. First there's the fact that they're velvety. Then there's the adorable, demure ankle strap. And the cherry on the top is the modern pointed toe, landing this mary jane squarely into Fall 2006.

Get them at Girlshop.</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/2006/09/dolce-vita-wedges.html' title='Dolce Vita Wedges'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/rss/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/115930462316611333'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/115930462316611333'/><author><name>Lady Licorice</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20639827.post-115930442559094769</id><published>2006-08-29T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T14:01:20.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dollface Dress</title><summary type='text'>This is a Lady Licorice Style Pick.



We figured that we'd feature something particularly summery in tribute to the last few days of August. Meet an adorable dress by Dollface Clothing. Available in black with pink or white with pink, the model is wearing it in the park, but we'd break it out for a night with our favorite DJ.

Get it at Mudshark Clothing.


</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/2006/08/dollface-dress.html' title='Dollface Dress'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/rss/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/115930442559094769'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/115930442559094769'/><author><name>Lady Licorice</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20639827.post-115669541766331924</id><published>2006-08-27T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T11:15:37.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you heel?</title><summary type='text'>This past week I found myself making a trip to Winners, which is the Canadian equivalent of Target or TJ Maxx, only with some slightly higher-end stuff thrown in. Winners is, essentially, the best thing ever. Some of my all-time favorite articles of clothing were found during euphorically marathon shopping sessions there, and let's not even get into their fabulous homewares section. But I digress</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/2006/08/how-do-you-heel.html' title='How do you heel?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/rss/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/115669541766331924'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/115669541766331924'/><author><name>Lady Licorice</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20639827.post-115930417962457751</id><published>2006-08-21T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T13:57:28.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sulima Earrings</title><summary type='text'>This is a Lady Licorice Style Pick.




These are the most unusual, pretty earrings we've seen in a while. The faceted red glass teardrop is nothing short of opulent, and the unusual brass shape at the top makes them extra exotic. Great for a special night out.

Get them at Rona Design, where shipping is free for a limited time!</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/2006/08/sulima-earrings.html' title='Sulima Earrings'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/rss/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/115930417962457751'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/115930417962457751'/><author><name>Lady Licorice</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20639827.post-115600806397615242</id><published>2006-08-19T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T10:21:04.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ocean Breeze Dress</title><summary type='text'>This is a Lady Licorice Style Pick.



What a great end-of-summer dress. With its lightweight fabric and beautiful deep V (ideal for showcasing the tan that you have no doubt guiltily acquired over the past few months), it's the kind of multipurpose item that you'll just want to pull on every day. The belt is sold separately, but looks like it was made for this dress. So really they should </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/2006/08/ocean-breeze-dress.html' title='Ocean Breeze Dress'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/rss/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/115600806397615242'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/115600806397615242'/><author><name>Lady Licorice</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20639827.post-115578352494098335</id><published>2006-08-16T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T20:09:08.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cashmere Step-In</title><summary type='text'>This is a Lady Licorice Style Pick.



What could be more romantic than sitting in a big window, overlooking the street at dusk, in a light-as-air romper like this one. Yes, that was a rhetorical question. So let your hair down, pour yourself a glass of cabernet, and indulge yourself in a little boudoir, coutesy of Gentry de Paris.

Get it here, where you will find many things you never knew you </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/2006/08/cashmere-step-in.html' title='Cashmere Step-In'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/rss/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/115578352494098335'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/115578352494098335'/><author><name>Lady Licorice</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20639827.post-115488300726025381</id><published>2006-08-06T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T11:50:36.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice from an athlete that you can actually use</title><summary type='text'>This article by Gabrielle Reece, former girlfriend of Dean Cain and volleyball phenom, is hilarious. In it, she gives advice on looking good. Not on how to be healthy, or on how to feel better and reduce stress via exercise; just "how to be hot". My favorite tip of hers is as follows:

Go to the Restroom Regularly: This is a big deal. A lot of people have issues with this. A good diet and water </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/2006/08/advice-from-athlete-that-you-can.html' title='Advice from an athlete that you can actually use'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/rss/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/115488300726025381'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/115488300726025381'/><author><name>Lady Licorice</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20639827.post-115482224660979932</id><published>2006-08-05T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T21:45:14.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sad Day for French Pedicures</title><summary type='text'>It wasn't too long ago that I was in Varadero, Cuba, sporting a French pedicure as I strolled along the beach and drank many a pina colada. I was rather happy with my choice of toenail polish, and I spent quite a lot of time admiring my handiwork as I worked on my tan. Since returning to Montreal, however, I have noticed something rather disturbing. Everyone...and I mean everyone...has a French </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/2006/08/sad-day-for-french-pedicures.html' title='A Sad Day for French Pedicures'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/rss/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/115482224660979932'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/115482224660979932'/><author><name>Lady Licorice</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20639827.post-115050410355531770</id><published>2006-06-16T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T09:43:14.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting off on Grey</title><summary type='text'>I'm not sure how widespread this is, or how far up the ladder of fashion it's travelled, but I must admit that of all the exciting choices available to me, my favorite trend for spring/summer 2006 is grey. Just grey. Normally I love color, color, color, but I've there's something strangely soothing about grey tank tops and skirts in soft, slightly stretchy jersey - and they seem to be everywhere.</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/2006/06/getting-off-on-grey.html' title='Getting off on Grey'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/rss/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/115050410355531770'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/115050410355531770'/><author><name>Lady Licorice</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20639827.post-114864518438068584</id><published>2006-05-26T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T11:43:18.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Regretting what never was</title><summary type='text'>"You know how sometimes you go shopping, and you're carrying around a bunch of items that you want to buy, but you end up putting one back?  And then it just...haunts you?"

These were the sadly apt words of a friend of mine the other day.  And it got me thinking about all the orphan articles of clothing I have "almost bought" over the years, only to return them to their shelves and then </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/2006/05/regretting-what-never-was.html' title='Regretting what never was'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/rss/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/114864518438068584'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/114864518438068584'/><author><name>Lady Licorice</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20639827.post-114584283222956487</id><published>2006-04-23T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T09:36:49.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coutorture launch</title><summary type='text'>Well, it's Sunday night - a time for surfing the web while you try to put out of your mind the fact that you need to go to bed in two hours and that seven or so hours after that, you'll be getting up to start your workweek.

In case you could use some direction with that denial-based perusal of the www, we're going to suggest that you take a look at Coutorture, a new community for fashion lovers,</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/2006/04/coutorture-launch.html' title='Coutorture launch'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/rss/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/114584283222956487'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/114584283222956487'/><author><name>Lady Licorice</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20639827.post-114549951068683275</id><published>2006-04-19T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T11:45:33.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever happened to originality?</title><summary type='text'>True or false:  there are too many solid-colored garments in this world.
I say true.  When it comes to clothes, there's very little more boring than a life without pattern.  Last night I found myself shopping with my boyfriend in a little store that was filled with nothing but entirely blue tshirts, entirely yellow sweaters, and entirely red tank tops - etc.  Not to mention that everything was </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/2006/04/whatever-happened-to-originality.html' title='Whatever happened to originality?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/rss/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/114549951068683275'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/114549951068683275'/><author><name>Lady Licorice</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20639827.post-114377071677835169</id><published>2006-03-30T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T16:31:53.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accessories aren't just for the ladies</title><summary type='text'>The advent of the manbag was a long time coming.  When it appeared on the scene, males everywhere suddenly had the option to carry their belongings in something other than a backpack, briefcase, or generic canvas messenger bag/satchel.  The not-so-holy trinity of men's totage had been superceded at last!

But as wonderful as they are, how to make sure that one's manbag is, well....manly enough?  </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/2006/03/accessories-arent-just-for-ladies.html' title='Accessories aren&apos;t just for the ladies'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/rss/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/114377071677835169'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/114377071677835169'/><author><name>Lady Licorice</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20639827.post-114247822706756312</id><published>2006-03-15T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T16:30:54.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Opinions needed</title><summary type='text'>I'm not quite sure what to make of these.



On the one hand, they're awful. But on the other, I'm oddly fascinated by them. They're like a walking oxymoron; usually it's horrible camo tank tops that say "Baby Girl", but these have crystal-filled heels and cost $435.00. You be the judge.</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/2006/03/opinions-needed.html' title='Opinions needed'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/rss/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/114247822706756312'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/114247822706756312'/><author><name>Lady Licorice</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20639827.post-114219449774421176</id><published>2006-03-12T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T16:29:18.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's about time.</title><summary type='text'>It's that time of year when fashion is coming out of hibernation.  Granted, Montrealers tend to be pretty style-conscious (considering) even when it's minus 30 celsius outside, but the first few ~10 degree days give you a peek at what's to come for spring.  Everyone looks extremely relieved to be wearing lightweight coats, and a lot of people are out and about wearing massive sunglasses, as if </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/2006/03/its-about-time.html' title='It&apos;s about time.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/rss/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/114219449774421176'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/114219449774421176'/><author><name>Lady Licorice</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20639827.post-114195977171580169</id><published>2006-03-09T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T16:28:48.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boddingtons, Paddington, and Parker Posey</title><summary type='text'>One of my best friends is currently in London England getting a Masters in Art History.  As if that isn't already scholastically romantic enough, she also gets to jet over to various European destinations for long weekends involving delicious cheeses, wine, and cool celebrity sightings.

While in Paris a couple of weeks ago, she found herself in the same bar as a rain-soaked Parker Posey.  </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/2006/03/boddingtons-paddington-and-parker.html' title='Boddingtons, Paddington, and Parker Posey'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/rss/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/114195977171580169'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/114195977171580169'/><author><name>Lady Licorice</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20639827.post-114160723272145612</id><published>2006-03-05T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T16:28:03.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ins and Outs of Online Shopping</title><summary type='text'>Today I was thinking about shopping on the web (as one is want to do), and what makes a good online store. Here's what I came up with:

- Not a fake online store, as in you can actually buy their stuff through the site
- No Flash animation intro or irritating splash page
- Ability to view all products in a given category on one page
- Choice to shop by price, category, or brand
- Ability to zoom </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/2006/03/ins-and-outs-of-online-shopping.html' title='The Ins and Outs of Online Shopping'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/rss/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/114160723272145612'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/114160723272145612'/><author><name>Lady Licorice</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20639827.post-114126650183706305</id><published>2006-03-01T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T16:27:29.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best in boots</title><summary type='text'>In recent years, I've developed quite a penchant for boots. "Shoes" isn't really part of my vocabulary anymore, unless I'm at the gym, at work (a.k.a. excuse to wear cute pumps) or it's summertime. Here are some of my favourites:

I've been looking for a pair of no-nonsense black knee-high boots, and these are patent leather, a material that I've always held in the highest esteem:




The Handle </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/2006/03/best-in-boots.html' title='Best in boots'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/rss/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/114126650183706305'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/114126650183706305'/><author><name>Lady Licorice</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20639827.post-114066585165894425</id><published>2006-02-22T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T16:26:13.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Danger Dame has got me all a-flutter!</title><summary type='text'>I already posted an item from Danger Dame over in Style Picks yesterday, but I just can't stop looking at this site and drooling over the items that the store owner, Veronica Varlow, has in stock.  A few of my favourite things (I think you'll agree they're ridiculously gorgeous and that you may feel an overwhelming need to buy them immediately):


Tango in Paris Dress (check out the sleeves!)


I</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/2006/02/danger-dame-has-got-me-all-flutter.html' title='Danger Dame has got me all a-flutter!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/rss/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/114066585165894425'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/114066585165894425'/><author><name>Lady Licorice</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20639827.post-114005528245269733</id><published>2006-02-15T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T16:25:39.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you're not sure, don't buy the dress</title><summary type='text'>When I think back to my prom, the main emotion I remember feeling is "why did I choose this dress?" Add to that numerous snotty remarks about how I looked like I should be walking down the aisle, and you pretty much have a recipe for disaster - or at least a couple of teary episodes over roast beef (which did occur).

After that fateful night, I did a lot of wistful thinking about what I should </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/2006/02/if-youre-not-sure-dont-buy-dress.html' title='If you&apos;re not sure, don&apos;t buy the dress'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ladylicorice.com/rss/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/114005528245269733'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20639827/posts/default/114005528245269733'/><author><name>Lady Licorice</name></author></entry></feed>