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Recently I broke my eyelash curler (curl or whatever you call it), after almost 10 years to have it finally gave himself = (. I bought it in Tepito, YES, TEPITO! I cost $ 10 pesos mx, or laughing! of a weight per year!!

I suffered because I tried to paste but did not work as well, by I had to go hunting, looking for me fall in love. Entering Sally Beauty Supply " 'da click , found several models, but this was the most caught my attention ...

is carito took me $ 220 pesos mx is b beauté Double Curl has a rubber in the crisper and brings other parts, are black. I'll tell which is a very good curler , great for my taste , others are stuck, you pull the tabs and tear you 35 daily, but this NO.

is excellent , is very soft and beautiful leaves tabs, not magic, you have to practice order to achieve a cute curly. It took me some time but then, my technique works, at least for me.

separately you get the tires and I think they walk in $ 70 pesos mx , brings 2 and are rounded, which does not open as easily as they are rectangular.

As is so charitable, I could not buy the one that sold only for eyelashes outside the eye (the little ones that cost muuucho irons work), because that costs the same curler $ 220 pesos mx , but will buy these days because it is very useful.

MY CURLY TECHNICAL

Every woman or man who curl their eyelashes, takes on a technique own and it works forever, but some think that this is the law and the only one that serves AND IS NOT SO , you just need practice and you're done. My technique is simple and helps me lashes are curled and rounded.

♣ only put the curling iron near the roots WITHOUT reach them, not to pinch the eyelid.

♣ I press

♣ Bring forward a little crisper

♣ I press

♣ Another little to forward

♣ I press

♣ Depending on the length of the tabs is how much you progress, but it is always better than at least regardless the long, make 4 pressures at different points, so that the ripple will be in wavelet and not as if they had put viagra = P

★ ★ not push as if you crack nuts, it's just light pressure, enough to shape eyelashes ok?

★ ★ NEVER TAILINGS curler to you, that makes eyelashes slacken and that is why lose 20 in each curly NO fault of curling!! It's yours just because you pull the little hair and obvious, after so sitting, it remains only to be discarded.

♦ Practice is the only way you get the ability to have a cute curly NOT RELYING the instrument, TOTALLY DEPENDS of how skilled you become in using two fingers to rizarte even eyelashes. The SPOON NO is better than CURLING or vice versa, both are equally good if skillfully used.

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WHAT'S WRONG WITH THAT ... MOM?

(Published in the Daily Reporter on 06/10/1910)



the south of reason, in the basement of affection ... where they roll all hatred, and the footprints and memories have connotations of time , where the land lies tired ... there where the pain spreads the storm, respect and harmony of faith are just sadness. So from that day that he knew his life was only this dazzling every morning. The painful truth known, a light which can blind. The omen of new anxieties, the nasty mirror where you draw the aberration of a few each evening when an innocent is neglected ... the old oracle that given the strength of the evil lies gloomy predictions. His daughter, barely 12 years, was referred to a vice ... violentación a constant value, a mistreatment of his innocence, this change in compass, the road sign outside any respect, any ignorance ... to make it dependent an aberration able to follow the wrong turn, scattering showers, confusing the stars, redo the stars and making the pool a "habit" of passion which breaks off in the middle of instinct, fear, or the newly discovered pleasure. So in your heart now there is room for anger, hatred, vengeance awaited. Today nests at dusk, twilight, unwanted cobwebs. Bleeding scars that remind him of his daughter in the hands of a heartless, who convinced her that what he did was a gesture of affection. Shadowy figures announced perennial hostels in this chorus of dead sad that his life has become almost ten years, when he heard how the teenager had become pastel world that she had given to his daughter. This is why now is the afternoon drink, colors, life. Have your child as an adult, never cease to occupy their space with pets, butterflies, flowers, swallows. Power out of this nest of empty eyes and absences that have become eternal traces of abuse disguised affection. Those who in the midst of darkness, the instinctive, conditioned reflex ... did puddle mud for joy. Therefore, still trying to stop frequently at the smell of the morning to forget that feeling that you left early autumn. Sow fertile ground for the mud to stop the map from their own nightmares .... This time without surprises, this time knowing the road. Want to smear it in life. Wipe the appreciation that has blocked their confidence, increasing the memory demands that attention damping the site of dreams ... these things over and intimate, that should never be shared. Today you want your little girl grown big, stop tripping sprays, with the worst of his years spent ... and start to knit more sunrises in the calendar so hated. Discover a smile, erase the guilt, break a few mirrors where the image of health stopped him from his old high school ... and you can find one where no shame, no fear, no internal signs ... look, and look back

"I spoke with her several times by phone. Came from a neighboring state, to meet with me. No longer mourn. We have broken faith, when they have made their daughter, an innocent subject of ongoing abuse. Though it has been 8 years of it, suffers as the first day I found out. No peace in interior. No birds that accompany the feeling. Only the irrational cry every time, frightened by new
- Thanks for having me graduate. Excuse me crying, but there are things a mother has a hard time overcoming ... even if you have done everything possible to make

- Calm down, I say. Take the time required. I understand that returning the page to remember is to relive summers and winters with all its consequences ...
- It's been 8 years, and I could not cope. My daughter even begin to rebuild their affections ... amid suspicions, doubts and suspicions, but it starts to remake it. I could not. I checked as with a hot iron. For life! Especially because I think it had acted improperly. I believe that to feel that protected, there was no punishment for the guilty

- What happened to your daughter?
- 8 years ago, my daughter just 12, studying at one of the schools in the city where they still reside. Although alert and intelligent, always accused some shyness at home attached to being an only child. Excellent student, but had few friends. Although there are a very conservative family, we have instilled in her values \u200b\u200bconsistent with each stage of life is lived. Just entering puberty, it was not easy I knew almost a decade, life now know our teens. Grew, I understand now, overprotected. We create a shield for its impermeability, which ended up being, unfortunately, the culprit who had no knowledge of basic things of its kind and the opposite gender, who finished plotting against his own integrity as a child. Yes we noticed that increasingly became more sullen. More introverted. A unit of high school, I cried for coming even though she was sick. However, we attribute the need always to be with her friends. To leave home, where Mom and Dad were just ... maybe detuned from their haunts and expectations. One day, I called the school principal, and a voice that made my heart jump, he said he wanted to talk about something very delicate that was happening to my child. I was startled, and asked him, almost shouted, "that I brought forward some of what was happening. What if it was something bad ... please do not keep me in suspense. She remained in place, although obviously strong concern, and I said that it was best that we spoke personally. Please leave without my husband, and not to tell anything to it, until she, the teacher guides the child and I, we were talking.

- What was it serious?
- When I arrived, they were indeed her and guide the teacher in his office. They called another teacher, and asked him to tell me ... a story that ended with my life once, BA.

counting "Follow me, I ask
- The teacher tells me that she had two weeks postnatal supplying a permit from the owner of the subject. And he had a lot of attention every day during those weeks, my daughter just ten minutes after the second break, he asked for permission to go to the toilet. I asked him one time why did not meet any physiological need that ushers in recess to avoid disrupting the class. And I said I did not know why, but it was just as she requested, which required urgent toilet. Consulted, "he said, with her colleagues and was told that it was customary, and as was medium rare, they do not talk much with them .... No one will" stop. " So I decided, he said, doing my own research. I asked some students to follow with discretion to find that happening, and as a result I found a nasty surprise ... So I asked, not more bluntly teacher, and tell me what happened that got me coals! ... Then get ready lady for what I will say is that once the girl went to the bathroom within minutes one of the janitors came in and kept intimate with her. No violence. As with his consent. I told the principal and janitor immediately cite his office ... he told us that yes, it was "consensual sex." Who had become engaged and that it was she who needed it .... To corroborate some obituaries showed us that the girl had sent her describing what she would or she wanted to do it, so crude and very lewd. We told him ... but a girl only twelve years! That's a violation! But we showed the requests "Libidinous" of girls and warned us about the scandal that would build on the matter. The suspended and called the student ... who's quietly confirmed what the janitor had assured us moments before ... when I graduate, hearing the story, almost on the verge of a heart attack just wanted to wake from the nightmare ...

- What did the girl?
- That ... that was her boyfriend. I asked who wanted to do, and I said let me digest it, discuss it with my girl and then denounce the tramp that. I said, think hard before discussing it with her husband, how will you tell, will not be a reaction against the janitor it complicates things ... especially because there are copies of letters written by her, he gave me and the originals preserved .... okay, I said ... come tomorrow. I got home, I was filled with patiently, and asked him ... what was my surprise when, with great ingenuity, or cynicism, I think, "I accepted what the teachers had told me: yes mom, he's my boyfriend. Six months ago, I went to the bathroom and he was aseándolo ... told me not to worry because I do not see you. Rather I will take care. Go in there that I'm still cleaning. As I washed hands, I called his cell phone and gave it to him. I called many times. I said nice things. He could ask him about everything and was not surprised ... one day told me that if I was so lonely I could teach me love myself and no one can sit beside it. Do not need anyone to do so. He told me that when I bathe, I lathering and caress me all over. That stopped me in my genitals in a way that told me to feel a thing so exquisite ... and I was doing. Pleasuring taught me ... little by little I was taught to do things alone, until one day he told me if I wanted to learn more about me personally was to explain and called me to the bathroom after the break .... I had, taught me to kiss when she had boyfriend and I started to feel things I never felt. It was becoming more intense, until one day I undressed and shared with me becoming my boyfriend ... thereafter, we met every day at the same time, it pleased me and I was pleased ... and the worst degree, was when I said ... and what's wrong with that mom? ... total, at some point going to have a boyfriend!

- what did you do, how to react?
- I began to mourn and asked for forgiveness by making it so vulnerable. By exposing it, with my prejudices, manipulative and evil minds like those of that animal who abused his innocence. Of course not talking about sex. Not realizing his loneliness and lack of affection, and attributed only to a way of being shy. By ignoring their loneliness. Having abandoned my duty to be consulting always about their welfare. Not to get ahead, and now I must do every mother, to your questions. Not to break the ice and give you confidence. Having failed as a mother. Make her pay for the sins of my folly ... I apologized, BA, because it accidentally and I put God as a witness, handed it to the vultures in the midst of failure as a mom ..

- not hurt, I say ... how did she react to your question, your tears?
- cried with me, in principle without understanding. Just because I cried, I think. We talked. I would say that first night, Mom was integral. He told me the details of the relationship ... because she thought it was natural that he did. In a confusion between the novels he saw, the education gaps timid as mine had left him, their own concerns and findings of a woman ... she, like many children, learning life and its miseries of the most difficult and most damaging possible. That night I told your father that my daughter was beginning to be a woman and I needed that I was spending the night with her ... he said, careful to open the senses ... and then I felt more sorry for what happened.

- What did the janitor?
- the teachers and I decided not to report it to the authorities, something which I regret now, because we thought at the time that the notes written by my daughter, when making inquiries courts ... we were going to do more harm it's that we had already done and that I was not going to let that bastard out unpunished though ... because at that time health My daughter's mind was the first ... He just asked to resign, and he once formulated.

- Ella, and 20 years ... How are you?
- has been overcoming their fears. The feeling of guilt that was left. He has made his life, without compromising the introversion that has been characteristic of his personality ... but now he has friends, is integrated into social networks, and as far as I've said, I understood ...

- If all goes well, why remove it now?
- Because I think we can avoid, you and I through the space of the Informant, the other girls are manipulated, even at this time when a very young age know about everything. Tell the parents that have to be aware of the boys, when we are the first trust, to be taught from a young age on the use of their sexuality, without false or hypocritical affectation sanctimoniousness. Preparing our children so they can use the unlimited freedom we have today ... with tact, without getting hurt. Teach its truth, although sometimes not understand, or offends us, or punish. Explain that instincts are sometimes over rationality and convenience. Learning to tolerate and understand them ... so that not another receiver of affection and trust. Give them all the love possible. Do not try to judge or to condition them from our education or securities owned by another time, other customs and other conventions. And understand that the twelve years, are male or female body capable of emitting answers ... even the tampering.

had looked to be late, and in the lobby of the dark, waiting just blocks down the road. There was then a dream, no flags, no whistles, no smiles. The old ghosts, which had always avoided, were pompous ... fueled by what she believes was a lack of confidence. The absence of the right word, understanding due, the appropriate tolerance. Try to look behind, to regain the map of the old steps to give it to others who wish to avoid the thorny path that will play in luck. Discover in the wrong done to her daughter from the manipulation of affect, any other evidence that serves to prevent torture. Understand that not all passions are bad. There are healthy passions on which we weave the intricacies of love ... and we should not fear that our youngest children know and get ready to prepare for live-now time, with full knowledge that no pederast abused. Why nobody wants to charge your cross, or have torn the place of his bones. Or add the string of faults in tow. That whipped not more blacks, grays, and the times. Who has a goal to rest the weight of the burden and suffering. Because today to dig the love, just find an accusing finger that points ... but you know your daughter is happy, and blowing winds in their new life.

Heital Hernia Pancrea

Curl Double Shadow Shadow REVLON GELDER

As I walk in reviews GELDER, lest they miss me, I speak now of the shadows.

I bought them because I read that shadows are excellent and they have very nice paddle, I did not find large pallets, only the quartets and well, I put picture ...

In Store come in packaging, but the good thing is that there tester and can penetrate the shadows you want. They cost $ 36 pesos mx come with sponge applicator and come in shades from light to dark .

They are very good, have a wonderful pigmentation in the shop where I bought did not have a very good range , and that which is the central store, the truth is that I found half crappy ( Store , because it is well stocked ), which did not say in the other post of brushes haha, and now I comment other detail than I realized.

Shadows YES IS VERY GOOD , co mo packing it so well, slides easily, does not suit you horrible dusty, not have to apply a thousand times to get good tone , the tone of the palette is what sticks in the eyes ; I do think they are 10 .

Going for Carmen, very close to Tepito, I found several stores where they sell makeup economic and saw these same palettes: DIFFERENT BRAND , everything exactly AS , just change the name, and are cheaper . And not because they had bought them, but I think that makes a company and leads to different brands, who knows.

If you see, buy it without fear, are very good and if the blades get bigger then what better !

leave address where I bought ...

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September 16th Ave # 66 int. C

Colonia Centro

Cuauhtemoc Mexico, DF

CP 06000

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THINK I HAVE SOME MEAT AROUSED

(Published in the Daily Reporter on 9/29/1910)


They want to convince people that at his age, and had to quench their thirst. There is no new water for the very busy who should rest the mud, rain, the urge ... the skin. Than 50 years, is sinful feeling. That age had a while ago to do a funeral hormones. That in his flesh and can not, or should, say some of her friends house in the flesh rather than the traces of lived experience. There can be no lightning in the night ... or colored lights again ignite their most intimate secrets. She disagrees with those who want to see her in a rocking chair waiting for the final journey. Of those who criticize him in the early autumn, open space capable of firing spring. Of those who from his own frustration, want to bury in their consciousness the fear to begin again at that age. A return to the calendar on experiences, what he has provided on lies. That grass lasts one thousand silences. Widowed very young, just past thirty. Almost 4 decades of this duel, down beyond the pain and grief of those who seek to compel reasonable to a life alone, as a sentence to be surviving only because of her husband ... now there are bells that ring in her nights in her pillow , in that being a woman-in every sense that word to describe-and who had resigned, but now feels that he has not done it for so long ... in the cold that has left jig bone, calendar, your bed, the woman I absolute ... to be limited, in honor to avoid what they say, in the same face of formal widow of his ancestors, a smile ... that invented that now, half a century of the shell game runs out, because he wants to take life just enough without fear of being accused of lewd old today when he decided to end this carnival as well known for her orgy of absence. No children. She lives with her husband's sister who never married ... until I stumbled upon this dream, which now holds only with the complicity of her pillow. Delves into the past, and feel you have been faithful to an absence of two decades. Browse to your skin, and feel tired by waiting so long useless. He has got a morning after traveling all the roads. Has dampened the garden of lilies again after only juggling scented voids. He has sweated every risk that has decided to take on the anguish of not be understood, and maybe even vilified. Think abort all the miseries of others. Let all hatred to surface. But as a woman has decided to rescue complete, and live the excitement of dawn just as the floods from a very early night on the dates in your calendar, the futility of his misunderstood life. Therefore, reborn at the end of the road without fear of condemnation. And challenge the embarrassed by the respect due to herself and what he now feels. In a decision that good or not ... I bet your own life!

-Smart. Educated. With academic and financial solvency, is shaken by claims of affection. While in the prime of his life, his widow on the mark ... all to many for whom this status is the beginning of a decline, where women must run ahead to the elderly and collected even in the experience of its best and most mature moment
- How is BA? ... maybe my story not have the ability to sway readers with the many cases that you have presented. It is possible, he says, with situations far more troubling and more interesting than mine. To shake the excitement ... but I think my obligation to reflect on the concept that women have, and what is convicted once it reaches maturity ... I tell it to, if you think you deserve post it in a low voice and so lots of people approaching from the vision of an exceptional character to the drama of the mature woman ... especially if widowed or divorced.

- You tell me ...
- I have 50 years. I married very young, at 22, and widowed just 30. I had no children, simply because my husband could not ... at least that's what the doctor told us it was, and who for the first time denied us any hope in that regard. I was a happy wife. A woman who, as such, he met a man in privacy. My first and only boyfriend. A special man who taught me to be what I have achieved today to be. Engineer I Civil and between them they gave way to a successful business management today. Once he died of a prostate cancer metastasis him ... I forgot everything to be loyal to his memory. I locked myself in the company, to make it one of the largest in the country. I live with her sister who was more beloved, who never married, and who was responsible for running the home. My confidant. My right hand. My loyal companion. I avoided social life forever. Neither wanted, nor did time for it. My family and him, always warned me that widowed and divorced twice had to make provisions that single or married, that would not misinterpret any of our actions. What better alone than in bad company. A kind of prison early macho, conservative, and protective until recently accompanied my grief. The fact is that, after many years alone and now that I am half a century, I feel that there is life again in the space of intimate affection. That against what I always hoped and tried to tame, the hormones are still there at my age, getting noticed and claiming a place in my life.

- What is the problem, if you are single and the master of your actions?
- My problem, and many like me, is how society views women in our country, Lic. On how he is stigmatizing them as libidinal if the maturity of his life, leaving the lens for presbyopia, the pills for osteoporosis, the presence of signs of menopause, sagging of certain meats, the conservative attitudes of some, the pill for a headache , cream or stockings for varicose veins ... and opens a space to resume your life, sex included, after half completed coupon. Note that it is as serious as I say, that for a man of 50, walking with a younger woman is a symbol of strength, that is still able to win and intimate, and far from criticizing is celebrated ... . Instead a woman of 50, you start out with friends, but are their own age ... and suddenly intimate with anyone, is a shamelessly old-zorrerias uproar. And the cruel jokes are present without considering the damage that sometimes we do.

- What is your case?
- A year ago, I fell in love. Adult love, we say. Without the plan of marriage as an epilogue. Total, and it is not necessary for either. Advances in medicine have allowed us to him and me to overcome the physical and limitations of menopause and andropause. We do not live together, but we share many weekends. After 20 years of a very long, loyal, lonely and felt grief, I I feel like a woman again. And I vibrated again as such, beyond the fantasy ... I notice that it was best to have waived so long to be women beyond the formality and social convention that obliges a widow to be alone. Today I dance again. I go to the beach. Sexually active and also less taboo and more wholeheartedly than when I was married, to access a fully capable of asserting not only my identity, if not the blame of it without hateful, or embarrassing hangover. But a result, my sister has stopped talking. His family, my ex-husband, but says he understands ... whispers I've gone crazy. That I stirred up the meat, after old. I "dazed." Who knows what to look for the man who accompanied me. What if I am not ashamed to thank me for "carajitos" over the years that I have ... well, many epithets are undoubtedly due to the erroneous social assessment of older women that people have.

- How old is your partner?
- 55 years. Divorced. Industrial, with two adult children while I chewed, I swallowed. But not because they fall right or wrong as a person, and I there as serious, if not because I'm 50 years "wormed" his dad ... imagine Degree! So at 50, is prohibited love, have sex, have fun, raise a family, traveling, dancing, going to the beach ... without being engaged in "misconduct" only if you're a woman! Clearly I'm not a girl, but I can say I enjoy sex more when I was married and had many fewer years than I have today. But not because my husband has been bad, but because I have less inhibitions about doing so. It's kind of discriminatory conduct. One sees men ask their pills in pharmacies "revitalizing" the most natural ... but when one asks any intimate lubricant to overcome the most marked result of menopause intimate gestures ... censorship show ... or at least, misunderstanding. Today I talk with my partner than I might like or not in private, when in my day that did not speak for fear that the husband thought that one was a fox. Today I can take the initiative in bed when I want, which in my day was a sign of lightness and therefore rejection. Today I can experience other ways and other locations beyond the common, without fear of censorship or recrimination. Today I can even experience, without risking being told ... and that "with whom did you learn?. Today I can say I do not like, no bother and let him speak to me. Orgasm is not just a guest booked him in our meetings, we can talk without penalty or limitation ... no need to pretend, as many women often play to avoid hurting the susceptibility or your partner's manhood. There are values \u200b\u200bthat have been replaced and I was missing. Experiences of gender equality that allows women to be active factor and a relationship, and not that common inhabitant passive and forced the pleasure of your partner.

"I'm listening very current ... which pleased me
- just not very modern ... I'm very much a woman graduate. Di step above social and personal prejudices. These are sometimes called principles are nothing but checkpoints that prevent us from being happy and owners our lives, actions and destinies. Although I must confess, I still have progress in this determination. They do not always manage, but sometimes tells you to, free myself from some of the social and moral consequences of being free. When we travel and stayed in a hotel, although not true, I feel accusatory looks. Murmurs censors. Gestures disturbing ... although I know that many of them are only in my mind. Especially since I can not explain to my sister, the family of my ex, the children of my family without disturbing their beliefs, their convictions ... to also know that they are entitled and must respect.

- Getting married?
- For now it is not in my plans and is part of the wonder of this new meeting. No other consideration that love every day. Zero consideration formal commitments, beyond what makes us happy as individuals and as couples. Do not know how to understand and support young people today have chosen to live their lives without so many complications. Not many closures. But also without lack of respect. No prostitution. Without sacrificing ease the way modesty.

- You seem very clear and decided ... why come to me, then?
- That's Degree. But I come to you because I want to tell it. I know, I know that many people read it, it continues, I believe. And I hope that many who are in a situation similar to mine but did not dare to take the final step, the den. That look in the mirror, ignoring what benefits you will say, and then indulge feelings. We are not old until we feel as such. Do not be afraid of passion, because it is intrinsic human. That must not close the chapter on access to privacy, while someone is able to motivate beautifully. Never too late to reinvent ourselves, and that each age has its appeal. Let us not refuse to live only because we get to middle age. That experience is going to mend any time limitation. That there nothing better to feel alive, we felt that passion ... that is capable of making us live crazy!

walked too lonely, perhaps too orphan ... and yet came to understand that love is more than just a word. That some ages. A social formality. A hard grass can grow, even in the absence of irrigation. That has no season, no seed ... or harvest. That is an instance where, despite the difficulties, of absences, the alleged forgot ... there's always a place to rebuild when survivals. He managed to retrace his life of others. Experience discounted calendars, recalled silences, nights, belief, lessons, managed to hide the defects of others for that mark the limited shadows, light became fireflies and how they, of course, that lit up the brackets to the odious obligation of a foreign securities daily. Therefore moved and jumped after a long duel, seeking peace of mind in this company in its peace quell the noise that your skin ... and where bells resonate today, hopes and incense. Now, in the complicity of their new freedom, decides to live, to feel, to do everything possible. To stop living in and nothing. To move the new dawn. A gifted enjoy the spring. A sense and feel, without further compromise to satisfy the new port, where anchor today, finally ... a good flow of renewed dreams!