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            <title>Kira Zmuda&#039;s Posts - The Tall Street Journal</title>
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                    <name>Kira Zmuda</name>
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                    <title>Like your galoshes, Love your umbrella</title>
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                                        <updated>2009-05-18T22:03:36.000Z</updated>
                    
                                            <author>
                            <name>Kira Zmuda</name>
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                        We should start an umbrellution. Pitch your bleak and broken, eye-threatening umbrellas and invest a lil’ love in a vibrant ‘brella with some tang. Transform the sidewalk into a crusty canvas.&lt;br /&gt;
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Brighten the canopy. Play in puddles. Prance around the park. You get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sounds like bliss. How do we do it?&lt;br /&gt;
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Let the wise Spokes speak.&lt;br /&gt;
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Spoke One: Spread the flare via gift-giving. The average person would rather purchase 2 Blue Moons before ever swiping the AMEX for our dear ‘brella.&lt;br /&gt;
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But a…                    </summary>

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We should start an umbrellution. Pitch your bleak and broken, eye-threatening umbrellas and invest a lil’ love in a vibrant ‘brella with some tang. Transform the sidewalk into a crusty canvas.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Brighten the canopy. Play in puddles. Prance around the park. You get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sounds like bliss. How do we do it?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Let the wise Spokes speak.&lt;br /&gt;
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Spoke One: Spread the flare via gift-giving. The average person would rather purchase 2 Blue Moons before ever swiping the AMEX for our dear ‘brella.&lt;br /&gt;
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But a gift. A gift is special. The recipient may seem indifferent towards the umbrella, but deep down they know they are part of a bigger plan – the ‘lution.&lt;br /&gt;
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Spoke Two: Well spoken. … overkill??&lt;br /&gt;
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Support other ‘brella folk with a simple head-nod. A smile, perhaps. If you’re really feeling bold, compliment the most dazzling design of the day. We’re encouraging excellence here.&lt;br /&gt;
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Spoke Three is unavailable due to assault and battery charges of a pedestrian. Both parties involved did not exercise Umbrella Etiquette, unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you have a quirky umbrella photo, please send for a post! www.themathematicsofglamour.com</content>
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                            <entry>
                    <title>The mathematics of glamour = chicken legs + mermaid waves</title>
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                                        <updated>2009-05-06T02:55:51.000Z</updated>
                    
                                            <author>
                            <name>Kira Zmuda</name>
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                        In mathematics, my nose equals the uniqueness quantification. There is one and only one. That’s why I like schnozzles. Unless you’re Heidi from the Hills, your button is probably pretty rare. Do let your nose speak its own language. Don’t pick or prod … in public.&lt;br /&gt;
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Moving beyond the world of beaks, I fancy a few other elements in life: imperfections, laughing, and playing with messy art supplies. Really messy. Combining all three is absolutely sublime.&lt;br /&gt;
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Next time you complain about your frog…                    </summary>

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In mathematics, my nose equals the uniqueness quantification. There is one and only one. That’s why I like schnozzles. Unless you’re Heidi from the Hills, your button is probably pretty rare. Do let your nose speak its own language. Don’t pick or prod … in public.&lt;br /&gt;
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Moving beyond the world of beaks, I fancy a few other elements in life: imperfections, laughing, and playing with messy art supplies. Really messy. Combining all three is absolutely sublime.&lt;br /&gt;
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Next time you complain about your frog legs, jiggly arms, frizzy mane, or big bootay, break out some crayons! Take a few minutes out of your busy schedule (translation: 5 less minutes on Facebook), and create your own caricature. Be brutal. And be your best friend.&lt;br /&gt;
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We all have an image of ourselves that we carry around. It doesn’t mean it’s true. I like to think that I have long mermaid waves. Do I? Sure, when I fry the hell out of my hair with my crimper on a rare occasion - like Cinco de Mayo.&lt;br /&gt;
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I do not wear exotic flowers in my hair as I prance around the city, but I have always wanted to rock that look. I’m searching for the right flower for my debut.&lt;br /&gt;
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The curve of my mermaid hips erases all rigidness from my path. Inflexibility - clear the way, fool.&lt;br /&gt;
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Damn chicken legs. I’ve been around them for a while so we’re no longer foes. We’ve joined together amicably. Sometimes, when I look in the mirror, I see the splitting image of a rooster - minus the wattle. I’ll have that one day too.&lt;br /&gt;
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Doodle. Draw. Paint. Play with mud. Create yourself. Good and bad. Embellished, grotesque, minimal, flamboyant, etc. If you can’t laugh about yourself, then what the hell is wrong with you? (kindly asked)&lt;br /&gt;
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To view my caricature, check out my site. I’ll post any of your lovely art. I’d love to share so please send. www.kirazmuda.wordpress.com</content>
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