{"version":"1.0","provider_name":"Soft Sensibilities","provider_url":"https:\/\/kimberlypearl.co\/blog","author_name":"Kimberly","author_url":"https:\/\/kimberlypearl.co\/blog\/author\/kimberlypearl-92gmail-com\/","title":"Target, Je T'aime &#8226; Soft Sensibilities","type":"rich","width":600,"height":338,"html":"<blockquote class=\"wp-embedded-content\" data-secret=\"okr6PENw7I\"><a href=\"https:\/\/kimberlypearl.co\/blog\/target-je-taime\/\">Target, Je T&#8217;aime<\/a><\/blockquote><iframe sandbox=\"allow-scripts\" security=\"restricted\" src=\"https:\/\/kimberlypearl.co\/blog\/target-je-taime\/embed\/#?secret=okr6PENw7I\" width=\"600\" height=\"338\" title=\"&#8220;Target, Je T&#8217;aime&#8221; &#8212; Soft Sensibilities\" data-secret=\"okr6PENw7I\" frameborder=\"0\" marginwidth=\"0\" marginheight=\"0\" scrolling=\"no\" class=\"wp-embedded-content\"><\/iframe><script type=\"text\/javascript\">\n\/* <![CDATA[ *\/\n\/*! This file is auto-generated *\/\n!function(d,l){\"use strict\";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&\"undefined\"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!\/[^a-zA-Z0-9]\/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret=\"'+t.secret+'\"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret=\"'+t.secret+'\"]'),c=new RegExp(\"^https?:$\",\"i\"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display=\"none\";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute(\"style\"),\"height\"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):\"link\"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute(\"src\")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener(\"message\",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener(\"DOMContentLoaded\",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll(\"iframe.wp-embedded-content\"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute(\"data-secret\"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+=\"#?secret=\"+t,e.setAttribute(\"data-secret\",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:\"ready\",secret:t},\"*\")},!1)))}(window,document);\n\/\/# sourceURL=https:\/\/kimberlypearl.co\/blog\/wp-includes\/js\/wp-embed.min.js\n\/* ]]> *\/\n<\/script>\n","description":"My brain&#8217;s been like mush lately, uninspired and drained from the commencement of Hell Week. I have about ten or so drafted posts, of which all are half finished; somehow, I can&#8217;t finish them. Lovely. Instead, I&#8217;ve invested all my efforts into rehearsal for the production of\u00a0Grease\u00a0(opening night is this Friday!), dance crew practices (woohoo!), and senior-related privileges\/events. I suppose it&#8217;s nice to occasionally take a break from the trivial blogosphere; sometimes too much of an overflow of information and inspiration becomes antithetical. Like they &#8211; the ever so mysterious\u00a0they\u00a0&#8211; say, too much of anything is not a good thing. Except chocolate. And bags. And shoes. And cocktail rings. I digress. My point was, and still is, that on the rare occasion I have absolutely nothing to do, and am concurrently uninspired\/irrevocably bored, I go to\u00a0Target. I love it so. I could browse each section for hours: the beauty aisles, the clothing racks, the shoe section, the magazines, the technology aisles&#8230;\u00a0The place is God&#8217;s gift to suburbia. And so, on some weekday (Tuesday, I think?), when I was near insanity from boredom, I drove off in my little orange box (a.k.a., my car) to Target. And did\u00a0un peu de shopping&hellip;","thumbnail_url":"http:\/\/lacouturiernyc.files.wordpress.com\/2010\/03\/batch-no-3-target-haul-022.jpg"}