{"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":"Vicky Cristina Barcelona &#8226; Soft Sensibilities","type":"rich","width":600,"height":338,"html":"<blockquote class=\"wp-embedded-content\" data-secret=\"idqcGpJzSB\"><a href=\"https:\/\/kimberlypearl.co\/blog\/vicky-cristina-barcelona\/\">Vicky Cristina Barcelona<\/a><\/blockquote><iframe sandbox=\"allow-scripts\" security=\"restricted\" src=\"https:\/\/kimberlypearl.co\/blog\/vicky-cristina-barcelona\/embed\/#?secret=idqcGpJzSB\" width=\"600\" height=\"338\" title=\"&#8220;Vicky Cristina Barcelona&#8221; &#8212; Soft Sensibilities\" data-secret=\"idqcGpJzSB\" 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":"maintenant&#8230; \/\/ ahora&#8230; I am completely obsessed with this film. \u00a0C o m p l e t e l y . But then again, when am I not obsessed? I have used this particular phrasing in expressing my love almost too excessively on this petite blog of mine, perhaps even to death, for everything and anything. I simply cannot help it &#8211; it is inevitable. I had finally decided upon watching the Vicky Cristina Barcelona\u00a0(I cannot help but say Barcelona like Bar-sell-oooonah\u00a0every time I type out the title in a pathetic attempt to mimc how the Spaniards say it so\u00a0beautifully) last night, for no particular reason, save to\u00a0satisfy\u00a0my\u00a0curiosity. I hadn&#8217;t heard much about it, really, except that Woody Allen was the director; it was that infamous movie still of Penelope Cruz, cigarette in hand, that made me download the film onto my iPod. And I could watch it over, and over, and over again. Repeatedly, nonstop. The backdrop was beyond perfection; Barcelona? Spain? Oh gosh, how I now longggg to be there amongst the gorgeous architecture, submerge myself in such romantic a culture, and wish to be whisked away by some sexily scruffy artist. I died at the script, the&hellip;","thumbnail_url":"http:\/\/lacouturiernyc.files.wordpress.com\/2009\/05\/vicky-cristina-barcelona-5.jpg"}