¿Qué hago aquí?

Para nadie es un secreto que el propósito del ser humano además de creer que está en la cima de la evolución, es la eterna pregunta que alguna vez nos hacemos todos, ¿Qué propósito tiene mi existencia? y ese “¿Qué hago aquí? … Aquellos que le han restado importancia, probablemente se conforman con ejercer un rol en lo que hoy conocemos como sociedad… Otros, por el contrario, miran más allá y entonces la búsqueda es resolver el misterio de responder tantas preguntas contrastando teorías.

Sea una “explosión de estrellas”, una creación “divina o simplemente algo que de la nada viajó a tantos kilómetros de distancia, lo real es surgimos como una especie más en este planeta y cada día intentamos mantener ese equilibrio entre lo que nos hace humanos (emociones, la razón) y el misterio de saber de dónde venimos y por qué estamos aquí.

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Hola!

De un simple “hola” es posible que millones de cosas nazcan, ¿Acaso no te ha pasado?
Una oportunidad, un nuevo amor, una nueva amistad, la solución a la distancia (física o emocional)… probablemente una charla con la persona que resulte ser de las más interesantes que hayas conocido y obvio, mucho más…

No soy de las personas que suele iniciar una conversación con extraños pero por lo general intento responder … Y si, puedo decir que en ocasiones, ese “hola” puede traer millones de consecuencias! Por la razón que sea, no te guardes lo que piensas, sólo dilo y te aseguro, te sentirás libre.

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Tage wie diese

Ich wart seit Wochen, auf diesen Tag
und tanz vor Freude, über den Asphalt
Als wär’s ein Rythmus, als gäb’s ein Lied

Das mich immer weiter, durch die Straßen zieht
Komm dir entgegen, dich abzuholen, wie ausgemacht
Zu der selben Uhrzeit, am selben Treffpunkt, wie letztes mal

Durch das Gedränge, der Menschenmenge
Bahnen wir uns den altbekannten Weg
Entlang der Gassen, zu den Rheinterrassen
Über die Brücken, bis hin zu der Musik
Wo alles laut ist, wo alle drauf sind, um durchzudreh’n
Wo die Anderen warten, um mit uns zu starten, und abzugeh’n

An Tagen wie diesen, wünscht man sich Unendlichkeit
An Tagen wie diesen, haben wir noch ewig Zeit
Wünsch ich mir Unendlichkeit

Das hier ist ewig, ewig für heute
Wir steh’n nicht still, für eine ganze Nacht
Komm ich trag dich, durch die Leute
Hab keine Angst, ich gebe auf dich Acht
Wir lassen uns treiben, tauchen unter, schwimmen mit dem Strom
Dreh’n unsere Kreise, kommen nicht mehr runter, sind schwerelos

An Tagen wie diesen, wünscht man sich Unendlichkeit
An Tagen wie diesen, haben wir noch ewig Zeit
In dieser Nacht der Nächte, die uns so viel verspricht
Erleben wir das Beste, kein Ende ist in Sicht

Kein Ende in Sicht
Kein Ende in Sicht
Kein Ende in Sicht

An Tagen wie diesen, wünscht man sich Unendlichkeit
An Tagen wie diesen, haben wir noch ewig Zeit
In dieser Nacht der Nächte, die uns so viel verspricht
Erleben wir das Beste, kein Ende ist in Sicht
Erleben wir das Beste, und kein Ende ist in Sicht
Kein Ende in Sicht

Don’t stand so close to me

Young teacher, the subject
Of schoolgirl fantasy
She wants him so badly
Knows what she wants to be

Inside her there’s longing
This girl’s an open page
Book marking, she’s so close now
This girl is half his age

Don’t stand, don’t stand so
Don’t stand so close to me
Don’t stand, don’t stand so
Don’t stand so close to me

Her friends are so jealous
You know how bad girls get
Sometimes it’s not so easy
To be the teacher’s pet

Temptation, frustration
So bad it makes him cry
Wet bus stop, she’s waiting
His car is warm and dry

Don’t stand, don’t stand so
Don’t stand so close to me
Don’t stand, don’t stand so
Don’t stand so close to me

Loose talk in the classroom
To hurt they try and try
Strong words in the staffroom
The accusations fly

It’s no use, he sees her
He starts to shake and cough
Just like the old man in
That book by Nabakov

Don’t stand, don’t stand so
Don’t stand so close to me
Don’t stand, don’t stand so
Don’t stand so close to me

Habla a través de imágenes!

Cada día son más las maneras que tenemos para impartir conocimiento, enviar una invitación a tu boda o fiesta de cumpleaños, compartir un mensaje a través de una imágen y hasta darte a conocer a nivel profesional.

Canva y Piktochart son dos herramientas de gran ayuda a la hora de dar rienda suelta a la creatividad y publicar algo en las redes sociales referente al servicio de traducción o algún post de mi blog que desee compartir con el universo.

Puedes realizar infografías, pósters, crear los banners de tus redes sociales, portadas de cd’s, libros, revistas, blogs, hacer tarjetas de invitación a eventos, bodas, fiestas, presentaciones y hasta reportes personalizando el tamaño según la plantilla seleccionada y los colores de tu preferencia.

Visita: CanvaPiktochart

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Aprendiendo en busuu

Una pequeña investigación sobre apps para aprender idiomas me llevó a descubrir busuu.
Como muchos sabrán aún tengo algunos idiomas en mi “to do list” y siempre es importante estar informado sobre novedades incluso en estos temas.

El resultado de mi descubrimiento?
Recomendable ya que puedes avanzar incluso sin tener una cuenta premium (limitativo para hacer ciertas pruebas), es fácil, divertido y ofrece una gran variedad de idiomas!

La app está disponible para iOS y Android

Tips para aprender un idioma

¿Estás aprendiendo un nuevo idioma y quieres alternativas para practicarlo?
Te cuento mi experiencia…
A muy corta edad descubrí a través de la música que existía el inglés y el francés; el primer reto fue escribir una carta del día del padre para hacerlo sentir orgulloso y luego, entender las letras de las canciones.

Muchos años después, decidí estudiar Idiomas Modernos y el alemán se volvió mi gran amor, así como el italiano y el portugués siguen en mi To Do List!

Consejos:
* Escuchar música en el idioma meta
*Ver películas con y sin subtítulos según tu nivel
*Conocer gente en el sin fin de opciones que ofrecen las redes sociales y apps
*Sumérgete en la cultura del país con el idioma meta
*Buscar audiolibros con diferentes niveles de dificultad
*Traduce el nombre de objetos en casa al idioma meta
*Intentar pensar en el idioma
*Cambiar el idioma de tu celular y computadora
*Si es posible pasar unas vacaciones rodeado de nativos, no pierdas la oportunidad de aprender del día a día!

Tips para aprender un nuevo idioma

Una pequeña ayuda al traductor

¿Cuántas traducciones has intentado realizar y cierto traductor no te ayudó?
Bien, supongo que cada traductor busca una ayuda según el tema y otros factores a tomar en cuenta cuando de traducir se trata.

Recientemente hice una búsqueda de algunos traductores/diccionarios en línea y descubrí: Linguee, que brinda una decente variedad de idiomas y al menos en mi caso, fue de gran ayuda para ciertos términos técnicos.

Linguee además te brinda la oportunidad de descargar la app para tu teléfono!

Quiero aprender alemán

Para nadie es un secreto que no solo decidí estudiar Idiomas Modernos para aprender alemán sino que ha mi pasión desde que recuerdo haber visto Deutsch Welle y entonces el inglés ya no fue suficiente… Es y será mi gran amor. Por ello cada vez que me es posible, busco maneras de no olvidar lo que aprendí.

Hace poco encontré 3 blogs de mucha ayuda!

El alemanista posee una gran variedad de información interesante en sus posts, además de aprender gramática, te brinda detalles sobre cultura.

AprendeAlemán ha compartido unas cuantas canciones y además posee diccionario y mucha información sobre gramática.

Sprachcaffe brinda infinitas maneras para aprender alemán a través de radio, tv, diccionarios y blogs.

Ich will Deutsch lernen

Iron Maiden – Fear Of The Dark (Live At Donington Park)

I am a man who walks alone
And when I’m walking a dark road
At night or strolling through the park

When the light begins to change
I sometimes feel a little strange
A little anxious when it’s dark

Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have constant fear that something’s
always near
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a phobia that someone’s
always there

Have you run your fingers down
the wall
And have you felt your neck skin crawl
When you’re searching for the light?
Sometimes when you’re scared
to take a look
At the corner of the room
You’ve sensed that something’s
watching you

Have you ever been alone at night
Thought you heard footsteps behind
And turned around and no one’s there?
And as you quicken up your pace
You find it hard to look again
Because you’re sure there’s
someone there

Watching horror films the night before
Debating witches and folklores
The unknown troubles on your mind
Maybe your mind is playing tricks
You sense, and suddenly eyes fix
On dancing shadows from behind

Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have constant fear that something’s
always near
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a phobia that someone’s
always there

When I’m walking a dark road
I am a man who walks alone

Die Toten Hosen – Alles Wird Vorübergehen (Live Video)

Alles Wird Vorübergehen by Die Toten Hosen

Manchmal läuft es wie im Märchen,
wo’s immer gut ausgeht,
wo alles eine Fügung hat

und man von Schicksal spricht.

Und weil du gerade glücklich bist,
glaubst du ans Happy End.
Es ist schön, wenn du sagst, dass du mich liebst,
auch wenn ich dabei denk:

Alles wird vorübergehen.

Du denkst, dass du ewig lebst,
dass du hier sicher bist,
mit all den vielen netten Freunden,
den lieben Menschen um dich.
Wenn der Boden unter deinen Füßen bricht,
gibt’s keinen Haltegriff.
Ob du loslässt oder ob du kämpfst,
es reißt dich einfach mit.

Alles wird vorübergehen.

Die gute und die schwere Zeit –
nichts bleibt jemals stehen.
Eine Hand voll Glück reicht nie für zwei,
man muss nehmen, was man kriegt.

Ich hab keine Angst zu sterben,
solange du bei mir bist,
doch halt dich nicht an meiner Liebe fest

The Cranberries – Ode To My Family

Ode to my Family by Cranberries

Understand the things I say, don’t turn away from me,
‘Cause I’ve spent half my life out there, you wouldn’t disagree.
Do you see me? Do you see? Do you like me?
Do you like me standing there? Do you notice?
Do you know? Do you see me? Do you see me?
Does anyone care?

Unhappiness where’s when I was young,
And we didn’t give a damn,
‘Cause we were raised,
To see life as fun and take it if we can.
My mother, my mother,
She hold me, she hold me, when I was out there.
My father, my father,
He liked me, oh, he liked me. Does anyone care?

Understand what I’ve become, it wasn’t my design.
And people ev’rywhere think, something better than I am.
But I miss you, I miss, ‘cause I liked it,
‘Cause I liked it, when I was out there. Do you know this?
Do you know you did not find me. You did not find.
Does anyone care?

Unhappiness where’s when I was young,
And we didn’t give a damn,
‘Cause we were raised,
To see life as fun and take it if we can.
My mother, my mother,
She hold me, she hold me, when I was out there.
My father, my father,
He liked me, oh, he liked me.

Does anyone care?… (x9)
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo…

Nirvana – Come As You Are

El día de hoy ha comenzado y dando un paseo por el vasto universo de YouTube, encontré una canción que durante años y desde temprana edad me ha inspirado, en buenos y malos momentos. Gracias a mi hermano por abrir una ventana a otro tipo de música que luego se convertiría en casi una religión, inspiración para escribir y crear más música y hasta grabar un programa de radio online.

Les dejo Come As You Are, deseándoles excelente Jueves!

Tu versión de WordPress

Una cuenta en WordPress, un blog …
Hace poco más de 4 años, comencé a bloggear desde mis gustos hasta moda en realidad virtual. Decidí quedarme en WordPress y desde ahí he aprendido cantidad de truquitos que hacen de cada post, una manera de mantenerme conectada con el universo. Cuando entendí que el tema del blog era mi imagen para aquellos que no me conocen, decidí buscar uno que fuese práctico y a la vez muy “yo”.

Editar el tema de tu blog:
– WP Admin – Temas y lloverán las opciones
– Tenemos opción a temas gratis y premium
– Previsualizar te da una mejor idea de cómo lucirá tu blog antes de activar un tema en especial
– Leer los detalles, ayuda a saber si el tema se ajusta a tus necesidades

Capturando Momentos

Luego de años de intentar conservar mi galería de fotos sin ocupar espacio en mi computadora y al igual que muchos, he escogido Flickr para guardar mis recuerdos y algunos píxeles. Las opciones son diversas para crear una cuenta en Flickr, luego sólo debes empezar a subir tus fotos, crear álbumes y modificar las opciones de privacidad si deseas que tus fotos en lugar de públicas, sean vistas sólo por un determinado grupo de personas o bien, permanecer visibles solo para ti.

También es un paraíso para aquellos amantes de la fotografía, el mejor portafolio si de compartir tu trabajo se trata. En 8 años, he descubierto un sin fin de usuarios que poseen un talento único en esto de capturar una buena imagen y grabar el momento perfecto.

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De tu blog a WordPress

Empezaste a escribir tu blog en Tumblr, Blogger, GoDaddy?
Quieres comenzar a utilizar WordPress pero no perder todos esos posts que escribiste?
Con un poco de curiosidad en WordPress, pude importar mi contenido.
A continuación te explico cómo importar el tuyo!

1. WP Admin – Herramientas – Importar: aquí te saldrá la lista de blogs desde donde puedes importar tu contenido! Hice click en Tumblr por ser la fuente de origen de mi contenido…este proceso llevará un tiempo de acuerdo a la cantidad de artículos que deban importarse y una vez listo, lucirá como en la foto adjunta.

Instagram a través de V

Instagram, siendo una de las redes sociales más populares en la actualidad, nos permite compartir nuestro día a día o mejor aún, expandir los horizontes de nuestro negocio en línea.

Follow me @veronicamolher
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También puedes compartir fotos de tu Instagram en la barra lateral de tu blog, sólo debes ir a: WP admin – Apariencia – Widgest  y agregas “Instagram” … Esta opción te permite compartir de 1 a 20 fotos en 1 o 3 columnas.

WordPress Widgets – Twitter Timeline

Si disfrutas compartir información a través de WordPress, seguro te interesa mantener tu blog conectado a tus redes sociales. En lo personal, he decidido compartir mis tweets con el universo, por lo que utilicé el widget llamado “twitter timeline” en la barra lateral de mi blog, desde allí, aquellos que aún no me siguen podrán leer mucho más que mis posts!

Hazlo tu también!

1. WP Admin – Apariencia – Widgets: seleccionas el Twitter Timeline y lo agregas a cualquiera de las barras disponibles en tu blog.
Título: el nombre con el que saldrá el widget en tu blog. En mi caso podrás observar que lo he renombrado “#followme!”
Puedes jugar con la altura, el ancho y el número de tweets publicados. Por lo general dejo el ancho y altura según la plantilla en la que trabajo mi blog. De igual manera puedes jugar con el diseño del Timeline y allí una vez más para llevarlo a tono con el resto de mi blog, no he cambiado mucho la configuración.

 2.Crea un widget en Twitter: (Ingresa a tu cuenta en Twitter – Configuración – Widgets – Crear nuevo) De aquí necesitarás el número que se ubica en la URL para colocarlo en el widget creado en WordPress (ID del widget).

Una vez guardada esta información, podrás ver en tu blog todos los cambios y ahora a compartir tweets!

Puddle Of Mudd – Drift And Die

Forgotten thoughts of yesterdays
Through my eyes I see the past

[Chorus:]
Well I don’t know I don’t know I don’t know why
I Believe I Believe I Believe in the truth, from inside
Go away go away go away from me
Leave me alone
Ignorance spreads lies
How much will money buy
Well I’ll take my time as I drift and die

Unwanted live my life in shame
Who’s to blame for my mistakes

[Chorus]

As I drift and die [x3]

Ignorance spreads lies
How much will money buy
Well I’ll take my time
As I drift and die [x5]
Puddle Of Mudd – Drift And Die

Un día en Pinterest

Día lleno de experimentos en Pinterest!
Luego de actualizar mi información de perfil, mis gustos, añadir algunos temas a mis intereses y leer algunos artículos he decidido traer a mi blog un poco de esta red que se hace cada día más popular.

Pinterest brinda más info que sólo las fotografías que solemos ver publicadas, comparte tu trabajo, tus intereses, artículos, frases, y mucho mucho más! Si aún no eres parte de este universo, te invito a visitar mi perfil y de ahí a disfrutar de lo que sus usuarios publican a diario en sus tableros!

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Cómo elegir el hosting para tu web

comunitymanager:

Contratar el hosting para tu web es una de las cosas más importantes y más difíciles que puedes llegar a realizar durante todo el proceso de creación de página web. Los hostings cada día son más y cada día hay nuevos, más promociones, más gente en Internet pero menos información. http://mktfan.com/story.php?title=como-elegir-el-hosting-para-tu-web

Rebloggeando algo que les puede ser de mucha ayuda a quiénes les interesa este topic tanto como a mi!

medialoot – miles de fuentes, iconos, gráficos, plantillas, interfaces y más

comunitymanager:

Si estáis buscando recursos que ayuden a ampliar la variedad de vuestros trabajos en diseño, echad un vistazo en medialoot.com. Se trata de una colección de componentes de todo tipo con el diseño como protagonista, fuentes, iconos, gráficos, plantillas, interfaces y otros elementos que podemos … http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WwwhatsNew/~3/Wc0sqaUB1PM/

iOS 9 estará disponible para su descarga el próximo 16 de septiembre

comunitymanager:

Durante el día de ayer tuvo lugar la keynote de Apple, donde la compañía dio a conocer sus nuevos productos. Concretamente, Apple presentó los nuevos iPhone 6s y 6s Plus, el esperado iPad Pro, un Apple TV renovado, Apple Pencil (el stylus de la compañía), así como algunas actualizaciones que … http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WwwhatsNew/~3/jT_2Tn0zv5E/

Periscope ya permite grabar en modo horizontal

comunitymanager:

Periscope, la aplicación de Twitter que podemos usar para transmitir vídeo en directo, con más de 10 millones de usuarios desde que abrió sus puertas en marzo, y con más de 40 años de vídeo visto cada día, ha lanzado su modo horizontal, siendo posible, desde web, android y iOs, grabar de for… http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WwwhatsNew/~3/e9XOwuAC5qM/

“Ecco Homo” von Friedrich Nietzsche

maxamerikaner:

Ja, ich weiß, woher ich stamme!
Ungesättigt gleich der Flame
Glühe und verzehr ich mich.
Licht wird alles, was ich fasse,
Kohle alles, was ich lasse:
Flamme bin ich sicherlich!

————-

Yes, I know from whence I came!
Insatiable as the flame
I blaze and consume myself.
All that I grasp, turns to light,
All that I release, turns to coal:
Surely, I am flame!

“Ecco Homo” von Friedrich Nietzsche

storypop, una nueva aplicación para que podamos escribir y leer libros

comunitymanager:

Hoy es el estreno de storypop, aplicación que no solo nos permite tener acceso a decenas de miles de ebooks gratuitos, también nos ofrece la posibilidad de escribir nuestro libro y compartirlo con toda su comunidad. Su objetivo es tener una colección de libros e historias que puedan leerse desde … http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WwwhatsNew/~3/xKBfnLTOuBs/

wiquo, para crear un curso online de forma gratuita

comunitymanager:

Si después de analizar la lista de 300 cursos online gratuitos que empiezan en septiembre, y la de los 350 que hay disponibles para hacer en cualquier fecha, habéis decidido crear un curso en el que vosotros mismos seáis los instructores, echad un vistazo en wiquo.com. Se trata de una plataforma … http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WwwhatsNew/~3/yeSfc6WhcMU/

LinkedIn renueva por completo su servicio de mensajería

comunitymanager:

En las últimas horas, la popular red social orientada al mundo laboral ha anunciado el lanzamiento de una nueva experiencia de mensajería (tanto en su versión web como en las aplicaciones para dispositivos móviles) con la que pretende ofrecer a los usuarios una forma mas sencilla y rápida de pe… http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WwwhatsNew/~3/alajNZYTBQk/

rockandroncha, el punto de encuentro entre fans y bandas de Venezuela

comunitymanager:

Nos presentan rockandroncha como una plataforma en la cual los usuarios pueden crear un lista de reproducción con música hecha en Venezuela (con previsión de ampliar en el futuro a otros países). Los usuarios pueden registrase usando Facebook y crear la PlayList con el contenido que allí se enc… http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WwwhatsNew/~3/Ob0Y1OS_axQ/

Hace 70 años

eretzyisrael:

Today is International Holocaust Remembrance Day.

January 27 marks the 70th anniversary of the liberation of Auschwitz-Birkenau, the largest Nazi death camp.

In 2005, the United Nations General Assembly designated this day as International Holocaust Remembrance Day (IHRD), an annual day of commemoration to honor the victims of the Nazi era.

From 1940 to 1945, more than 1.1 million men, women and children were killed in the Auschwitz concentration camp. 90% of them were Jews. All were innocent. Today, we remember

Never Again.

THE ART OF AN EYELASH CURLER

sephora:

BEAUTY DECODED: THE ART OF AN EYELASH CURLER

Everything you ever wanted to know about this beauty essential.

Everyone wants long, luscious, curly lashes. It seems like we’re on a never-ending quest to find that one perfect mascara to make our dreams come true. But maybe—just maybe—it’s about more than just a magic formula or wand. We sat down with Tiila Abbitt, Director of Product Development for SEPHORA COLLECTION Accessories, to have her walk us through the ins and outs of eyelash curlers. KATE HELFRICH

We hear you worked on a new curler that comes in different shapes. Can you tell us more about this? What are the benefits to each shape?

Yes! We just launched two new eyelash curlers this month. SEPHORA COLLECTION Show Curl and SEPHORA COLLECTION Show Curl XL. Show Curl is our new gold standard eyelash curler, which is the most versatile for all eye shapes. We’ve widened the lash cage opening to help fit more eye shapes and catch all lashes. Show Curl XL has a much more dramatically curved lash cage and a slightly bouncier lash pad. This helps to create a dramatic upward curve. However, because of the extreme shape, it is better suited for round eye shapes.

What exact features make these better?

Apart from the upgraded lash cages, we’ve also improved the tension in the handles to give a faster outstanding curl—that lasts. When trying different eyelash curlers, you can immediately feel one that is inexpensive simply by squeezing the handle. The tension you feel directly corresponds with the squeeze you’ll get on your lashes. We also improved the shape of the curve of the eyelash curler to be more in line with the natural curve of your lashes. This helps to give a better fit to your eye and a stronger curl. Our silicone lash pads are the best in the market. The texture of the silicone pad helps to ensure a pinch-free design. These eyelash curlers will not crease, tug, or pull lashes! Show Curl XL even has a uniquely longer handle for ease of use and getting closer to the lash line.

Can you tell us a little bit about the anatomy of an eyelash curler?

There are six essential pieces to a curler that are taken into consideration for the overall design. They are:

-Lash cage: the head of the eyelash curler, where you insert your lashes. This part is where you can tell if the eyelash curler will fit your eye shape. Not all eyelash curlers will fit all eye shapes.

-Curve of the cage: this is the actual curve from left to right of the lash cage. Ours is geometrically studied to enhance the strength of the curl.

-Handles: the handles help to give the correct amount of tension on the curl. Our manufacturers have a strict quality control process and each eyelash curler is individually tested.

-Silicone pads: ours are in-house designed and carefully tested to ensure the best quality for the best long-lasting curl. The pad can make or break the curler—literally.

-Handle pads: most curlers do not come with pads on the handle. We add ours because it is a true enhancement to the curler by ensuring a firm and tight grip.

-Metal: our curlers are made with stainless steel, imported from Japan, the highest grade in the market.

What does development of an eyelash curler look like?

It takes 60 working days to develop an eyelash curler. The first critical stage is to create prototypes with temporary molds, designed to be a first layout of the curler. This can go back and forth several times until we get the exact shape that we are looking for. Once the prototype is approved, we have to transpose the temporary molds to industrial production. This means taking the approved mold and recreating it to be a mold used for mass production; which can be difficult considering the mold has to be used over and over and still get the same results as you would with the first run of production. Our manufacturers use high-end, raw materials and have technical blueprints and the highest standards in quality control. After each piece is assembled from the molds and polished by hand, each curler is individually tested against rigorous standards before it’s approved to be packaged and shipped out to you.

Who is the target user of a lash curler? What are the benefits of using one?

Eyelash curlers are great to enhance your lashes and overall appearance of your eyes. It makes your eyes look brighter, lifted, and more open. If your lashes naturally have a lift, you may not need one. Someone who has straight lashes that point down and also someone with unruly lashes that grow in all directions will benefit the most.

What’s the correct way to use a curler?

When looking directly into the mirror, tilt your chin up so you can see the base of your lashes. Line the top of the curler at the base of your lashes, then clamp down for a few seconds. Move the curler halfway into the lashes and clamp again. Lastly clamp the tip of the lashes. The reason for the three-part clamp is so that the lashes will have a natural curve up, versus an L shape.

Can curlers cause damage your lashes?

An eyelash curler is an intimate item—it touches the very sensitive eye area. Ours curlers are safe to use because of all the rigorous testing and design that we do. There are, however, some very poor quality curlers on the market that I would never put near my eye! It is best to use a curler before mascara because sometimes the mascara can make your lashes a little stiff and can get stuck on the curler, which can increase the chances of pulling them out. If you have trouble clamping your lashes looking forward, a great tip is to tilt your head slightly to the right when curling the right eye and vice versa for the left. This allows you to see the angle at which to clamp and how close you are to the lashes.

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What’s The Best Software For Writing Ebooks? – A Brief Introduction

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What’s The Best Software For Writing Ebooks? – A Brief Introduction

Youtube Videos by Professional Makeup Artists

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As most of you know, Youtube is a huge platform in the beauty industry where people can post beauty videos such as product reviews, makeup tutorials, etc. While many of the beauty vloggers/youtubers are self taught and usually young there are quite a few professional, celebrity makeup artists to…

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A story for you! (english)

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‘The Black Cat’

Short Story by Edgar Allan Poe

 

FOR the most wild, yet most homely narrative which I am about to pen, I neither expect nor solicit belief. Mad indeed would I be to expect it, in a case where my very senses reject their own evidence. Yet, mad am I not – and very surely do I not dream. But to-morrow I die, and to-day I would unburthen my soul. My immediate purpose is to place before the world, plainly, succinctly, and without comment, a series of mere household events. In their consequences, these events have terrified – have tortured – have destroyed me. Yet I will not attempt to expound them. To me, they have presented little but Horror – to many they will seem less terrible than barroques. Hereafter, perhaps, some intellect may be found which will reduce my phantasm to the common-place – some intellect more calm, more logical, and far less excitable than my own, which will perceive, in the circumstances I detail with awe, nothing more than an ordinary succession of very natural causes and effects.

From my infancy I was noted for the docility and humanity of my disposition. My tenderness of heart was even so conspicuous as to make me the jest of my companions. I was especially fond of animals, and was indulged by my parents with a great variety of pets. With these I spent most of my time, and never was so happy as when feeding and caressing them. This peculiarity of character grew with my growth, and in my manhood, I derived from it one of my principal sources of pleasure. To those who have cherished an affection for a faithful and sagacious dog, I need hardly be at the trouble of explaining the nature or the intensity of the gratification thus derivable. There is something in the unselfish and self-sacrificing love of a brute, which goes directly to the heart of him who has had frequent occasion to test the paltry friendship and gossamer fidelity of mere Man .

I married early, and was happy to find in my wife a disposition not uncongenial with my own. Observing my partiality for domestic pets, she lost no opportunity of procuring those of the most agreeable kind. We had birds, gold-fish, a fine dog, rabbits, a small monkey, and a cat .

This latter was a remarkably large and beautiful animal, entirely black, and sagacious to an astonishing degree. In speaking of his intelligence, my wife, who at heart was not a little tinctured with superstition, made frequent allusion to the ancient popular notion, which regarded all black cats as witches in disguise. Not that she was ever serious upon this point – and I mention the matter at all for no better reason than that it happens, just now, to be remembered.

Pluto – this was the cat’s name – was my favorite pet and playmate. I alone fed him, and he attended me wherever I went about the house. It was even with difficulty that I could prevent him from following me through the streets.

Our friendship lasted, in this manner, for several years, during which my general temperament and character – through the instrumentality of the Fiend Intemperance – had (I blush to confess it) experienced a radical alteration for the worse. I grew, day by day, more moody, more irritable, more regardless of the feelings of others. I suffered myself to use intemperate language to my wife. At length, I even offered her personal violence. My pets, of course, were made to feel the change in my disposition. I not only neglected, but ill-used them. For Pluto, however, I still retained sufficient regard to restrain me from maltreating him, as I made no scruple of maltreating the rabbits, the monkey, or even the dog, when by accident, or through affection, they came in my way. But my disease grew upon me – for what disease is like Alcohol! – and at length even Pluto, who was now becoming old, and consequently somewhat peevish – even Pluto began to experience the effects of my ill temper.

One night, returning home, much intoxicated, from one of my haunts about town, I fancied that the cat avoided my presence. I seized him; when, in his fright at my violence, he inflicted a slight wound upon my hand with his teeth. The fury of a demon instantly possessed me. I knew myself no longer. My original soul seemed, at once, to take its flight from my body and a more than fiendish malevolence, gin-nurtured, thrilled every fibre of my frame. I took from my waistcoat-pocket a pen-knife, opened it, grasped the poor beast by the throat, and deliberately cut one of its eyes from the socket! I blush, I burn, I shudder, while I pen the damnable atrocity.

When reason returned with the morning – when I had slept off the fumes of the night’s debauch – I experienced a sentiment half of horror, half of remorse, for the crime of which I had been guilty; but it was, at best, a feeble and equivocal feeling, and the soul remained untouched. I again plunged into excess, and soon drowned in wine all memory of the deed.

In the meantime the cat slowly recovered. The socket of the lost eye presented, it is true, a frightful appearance, but he no longer appeared to suffer any pain. He went about the house as usual, but, as might be expected, fled in extreme terror at my approach. I had so much of my old heart left, as to be at first grieved by this evident dislike on the part of a creature which had once so loved me. But this feeling soon gave place to irritation. And then came, as if to my final and irrevocable overthrow, the spirit of PERVERSENESS. Of this spirit philosophy takes no account. Yet I am not more sure that my soul lives, than I am that perverseness is one of the primitive impulses of the human heart – one of the indivisible primary faculties, or sentiments, which give direction to the character of Man. Who has not, a hundred times, found himself committing a vile or a silly action, for no other reason than because he knows he should not? Have we not a perpetual inclination, in the teeth of our best judgment, to violate that which is Law , merely because we understand it to be such? This spirit of perverseness, I say, came to my final overthrow. It was this unfathomable longing of the soul to vex itself – to offer violence to its own nature – to do wrong for the wrong’s sake only – that urged me to continue and finally to consummate the injury I had inflicted upon the unoffending brute. One morning, in cool blood, I slipped a noose about its neck and hung it to the limb of a tree; – hung it with the tears streaming from my eyes, and with the bitterest remorse at my heart; – hung it because I knew that it had loved me, and because I felt it had given me no reason of offence; – hung it because I knew that in so doing I was committing a sin – a deadly sin that would so jeopardize my immortal soul as to place it – if such a thing wore possible – even beyond the reach of the infinite mercy of the Most Merciful and Most Terrible God.

On the night of the day on which this cruel deed was done, I was aroused from sleep by the cry of fire. The curtains of my bed were in flames. The whole house was blazing. It was with great difficulty that my wife, a servant, and myself, made our escape from the conflagration. The destruction was complete. My entire worldly wealth was swallowed up, and I resigned myself thenceforward to despair.

I am above the weakness of seeking to establish a sequence of cause and effect, between the disaster and the atrocity. But I am detailing a chain of facts – and wish not to leave even a possible link imperfect. On the day succeeding the fire, I visited the ruins. The walls, with one exception, had fallen in. This exception was found in a compartment wall, not very thick, which stood about the middle of the house, and against which had rested the head of my bed. The plastering had here, in great measure, resisted the action of the fire – a fact which I attributed to its having been recently spread. About this wall a dense crowd were collected, and many persons seemed to be examining a particular portion of it with very minute and eager attention. The words “strange!” “singular!” and other similar expressions, excited my curiosity. I approached and saw, as if graven in bas relief upon the white surface, the figure of a gigantic cat. The impression was given with an accuracy truly marvellous. There was a rope about the animal’s neck.

When I first beheld this apparition – for I could scarcely regard it as less – my wonder and my terror were extreme. But at length reflection came to my aid. The cat, I remembered, had been hung in a garden adjacent to the house. Upon the alarm of fire, this garden had been immediately filled by the crowd – by some one of whom the animal must have been cut from the tree and thrown, through an open window, into my chamber. This had probably been done with the view of arousing me from sleep. The falling of other walls had compressed the victim of my cruelty into the substance of the freshly-spread plaster; the lime of which, with the flames, and the ammonia from the carcass, had then accomplished the portraiture as I saw it.

Although I thus readily accounted to my reason, if not altogether to my conscience, for the startling fact just detailed, it did not the less fail to make a deep impression upon my fancy. For months I could not rid myself of the phantasm of the cat; and, during this period, there came back into my spirit a half-sentiment that seemed, but was not, remorse. I went so far as to regret the loss of the animal, and to look about me, among the vile haunts which I now habitually frequented, for another pet of the same species, and of somewhat similar appearance, with which to supply its place.

One night as I sat, half stupified, in a den of more than infamy, my attention was suddenly drawn to some black object, reposing upon the head of one of the immense hogsheads of Gin, or of Rum, which constituted the chief furniture of the apartment. I had been looking steadily at the top of this hogshead for some minutes, and what now caused me surprise was the fact that I had not sooner perceived the object thereupon. I approached it, and touched it with my hand. It was a black cat – a very large one – fully as large as Pluto, and closely resembling him in every respect but one. Pluto had not a white hair upon any portion of his body; but this cat had a large, although indefinite splotch of white, covering nearly the whole region of the breast. Upon my touching him, he immediately arose, purred loudly, rubbed against my hand, and appeared delighted with my notice. This, then, was the very creature of which I was in search. I at once offered to purchase it of the landlord; but this person made no claim to it – knew nothing of it – had never seen it before.

I continued my caresses, and, when I prepared to go home, the animal evinced a disposition to accompany me. I permitted it to do so; occasionally stooping and patting it as I proceeded. When it reached the house it domesticated itself at once, and became immediately a great favorite with my wife.

For my own part, I soon found a dislike to it arising within me. This was just the reverse of what I had anticipated; but – I know not how or why it was – its evident fondness for myself rather disgusted and annoyed. By slow degrees, these feelings of disgust and annoyance rose into the bitterness of hatred. I avoided the creature; a certain sense of shame, and the remembrance of my former deed of cruelty, preventing me from physically abusing it. I did not, for some weeks, strike, or otherwise violently ill use it; but gradually – very gradually – I came to look upon it with unutterable loathing, and to flee silently from its odious presence, as from the breath of a pestilence.

What added, no doubt, to my hatred of the beast, was the discovery, on the morning after I brought it home, that, like Pluto, it also had been deprived of one of its eyes. This circumstance, however, only endeared it to my wife, who, as I have already said, possessed, in a high degree, that humanity of feeling which had once been my distinguishing trait, and the source of many of my simplest and purest pleasures.

With my aversion to this cat, however, its partiality for myself seemed to increase. It followed my footsteps with a pertinacity which it would be difficult to make the reader comprehend. Whenever I sat, it would crouch beneath my chair, or spring upon my knees, covering me with its loathsome caresses. If I arose to walk it would get between my feet and thus nearly throw me down, or, fastening its long and sharp claws in my dress, clamber, in this manner, to my breast. At such times, although I longed to destroy it with a blow, I was yet withheld from so doing, partly by a memory of my former crime, but chiefly – let me confess it at once – by absolute dread of the beast.

This dread was not exactly a dread of physical evil – and yet I should be at a loss how otherwise to define it. I am almost ashamed to own – yes, even in this felon’s cell, I am almost ashamed to own – that the terror and horror with which the animal inspired me, had been heightened by one of the merest chimaeras it would be possible to conceive. My wife had called my attention, more than once, to the character of the mark of white hair, of which I have spoken, and which constituted the sole visible difference between the strange beast and the one I had destroyed. The reader will remember that this mark, although large, had been originally very indefinite; but, by slow degrees – degrees nearly imperceptible, and which for a long time my Reason struggled to reject as fanciful – it had, at length, assumed a rigorous distinctness of outline. It was now the representation of an object that I shudder to name – and for this, above all, I loathed, and dreaded, and would have rid myself of the monster had I dared – it was now, I say, the image of a hideous – of a ghastly thing – of the GALLOWS ! – oh, mournful and terrible engine of Horror and of Crime – of Agony and of Death !

And now was I indeed wretched beyond the wretchedness of mere Humanity. And a brute beast – whose fellow I had contemptuously destroyed – a brute beast to work out for me – for me a man, fashioned in the image of the High God – so much of insufferable wo! Alas! neither by day nor by night knew I the blessing of Rest any more! During the former the creature left me no moment alone; and, in the latter, I started, hourly, from dreams of unutterable fear, to find the hot breath of the thing upon my face, and its vast weight – an incarnate Night-Mare that I had no power to shake off – incumbent eternally upon my heart !

Beneath the pressure of torments such as these, the feeble remnant of the good within me succumbed. Evil thoughts became my sole intimates – the darkest and most evil of thoughts. The moodiness of my usual temper increased to hatred of all things and of all mankind; while, from the sudden, frequent, and ungovernable outbursts of a fury to which I now blindly abandoned myself, my uncomplaining wife, alas! was the most usual and the most patient of sufferers.

One day she accompanied me, upon some household errand, into the cellar of the old building which our poverty compelled us to inhabit. The cat followed me down the steep stairs, and, nearly throwing me headlong, exasperated me to madness. Uplifting an axe, and forgetting, in my wrath, the childish dread which had hitherto stayed my hand, I aimed a blow at the animal which, of course, would have proved instantly fatal had it descended as I wished. But this blow was arrested by the hand of my wife. Goaded, by the interference, into a rage more than demoniacal, I withdrew my arm from her grasp and buried the axe in her brain. She fell dead upon the spot, without a groan.

This hideous murder accomplished, I set myself forthwith, and with entire deliberation, to the task of concealing the body. I knew that I could not remove it from the house, either by day or by night, without the risk of being observed by the neighbors. Many projects entered my mind. At one period I thought of cutting the corpse into minute fragments, and destroying them by fire. At another, I resolved to dig a grave for it in the floor of the cellar. Again, I deliberated about casting it in the well in the yard – about packing it in a box, as if merchandize, with the usual arrangements, and so getting a porter to take it from the house. Finally I hit upon what I considered a far better expedient than either of these. I determined to wall it up in the cellar – as the monks of the middle ages are recorded to have walled up their victims.

For a purpose such as this the cellar was well adapted. Its walls were loosely constructed, and had lately been plastered throughout with a rough plaster, which the dampness of the atmosphere had prevented from hardening. Moreover, in one of the walls was a projection, caused by a false chimney, or fireplace, that had been filled up, and made to resemble the red of the cellar. I made no doubt that I could readily displace the bricks at this point, insert the corpse, and wall the whole up as before, so that no eye could detect any thing suspicious. And in this calculation I was not deceived. By means of a crow-bar I easily dislodged the bricks, and, having carefully deposited the body against the inner wall, I propped it in that position, while, with little trouble, I re-laid the whole structure as it originally stood. Having procured mortar, sand, and hair, with every possible precaution, I prepared a plaster which could not be distinguished from the old, and with this I very carefully went over the new brickwork. When I had finished, I felt satisfied that all was right. The wall did not present the slightest appearance of having been disturbed. The rubbish on the floor was picked up with the minutest care. I looked around triumphantly, and said to myself – “Here at least, then, my labor has not been in vain.”

My next step was to look for the beast which had been the cause of so much wretchedness; for I had, at length, firmly resolved to put it to death. Had I been able to meet with it, at the moment, there could have been no doubt of its fate; but it appeared that the crafty animal had been alarmed at the violence of my previous anger, and forebore to present itself in my present mood. It is impossible to describe, or to imagine, the deep, the blissful sense of relief which the absence of the detested creature occasioned in my bosom. It did not make its appearance during the night – and thus for one night at least, since its introduction into the house, I soundly and tranquilly slept; aye, slept even with the burden of murder upon my soul!

The second and the third day passed, and still my tormentor came not. Once again I breathed as a freeman. The monster, in terror, had fled the premises forever! I should behold it no more! My happiness was supreme! The guilt of my dark deed disturbed me but little. Some few inquiries had been made, but these had been readily answered. Even a search had been instituted – but of course nothing was to be discovered. I looked upon my future felicity as secured.

Upon the fourth day of the assassination, a party of the police came, very unexpectedly, into the house, and proceeded again to make rigorous investigation of the premises. Secure, however, in the inscrutability of my place of concealment, I felt no embarrassment whatever. The officers bade me accompany them in their search. They left no nook or corner unexplored. At length, for the third or fourth time, they descended into the cellar. I quivered not in a muscle. My heart beat calmly as that of one who slumbers in innocence. I walked the cellar from end to end. I folded my arms upon my bosom, and roamed easily to and fro. The police were thoroughly satisfied and prepared to depart. The glee at my heart was too strong to be restrained. I burned to say if but one word, by way of triumph, and to render doubly sure their assurance of my guiltlessness.

“Gentlemen,” I said at last, as the party ascended the steps, “I delight to have allayed your suspicions. I wish you all health, and a little more courtesy. By the bye, gentlemen, this – this is a very well constructed house.” [In the rabid desire to say something easily, I scarcely knew what I uttered at all.] – “I may say an excellently well constructed house. These walls are you going, gentlemen? – these walls are solidly put together;” and here, through the mere phrenzy of bravado, I rapped heavily, with a cane which I held in my hand, upon that very portion of the brick-work behind which stood the corpse of the wife of my bosom.

But may God shield and deliver me from the fangs of the Arch-Fiend ! No sooner had the reverberation of my blows sunk into silence, than I was answered by a voice from within the tomb! – by a cry, at first muffled and broken, like the sobbing of a child, and then quickly swelling into one long, loud, and continuous scream, utterly anomalous and inhuman – a howl – a wailing shriek, half of horror and half of triumph, such as might have arisen only out of hell, conjointly from the throats of the dammed in their agony and of the demons that exult in the damnation.

Of my own thoughts it is folly to speak. Swooning, I staggered to the opposite wall. For one instant the party upon the stairs remained motionless, through extremity of terror and of awe. In the next, a dozen stout arms were toiling at the wall. It fell bodily. The corpse, already greatly decayed and clotted with gore, stood erect before the eyes of the spectators. Upon its head, with red extended mouth and solitary eye of fire, sat the hideous beast whose craft had seduced me into murder, and whose informing voice had consigned me to the hangman. I had walled the monster up within the tomb!

Free German Children’s Books For Language Learners Young and Old

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Learning German with stories is a great method to practice and expand your vocabulary and grammar. But where to start? Literary German short stories or classic German novels may be intimidating for beginners or simply not everyone’s cup of tea.

So how about German children’s books? The sentences are short, there are often illustrations to support text comprehension, and most German books for children make do with a rather basic vocabulary.

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Free German Children’s Books For Language Learners Young and Old

Swatch-Fest! Urban Decay Holiday 2014 Eyeshadow Palettes

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Swatch-Fest! Urban Decay Holiday 2014 Eyeshadow Palettes

Thought I should do this quickly before I went off on my vacation the last 2 weeks of October. (Traveling to SF and LA actually!)

The new Urban Decay Vice 3 palette, Naked 2 Basics, as well as the Shadow Box will be launched in Sephoras island-wide (Singapore) on 1 November, so this might give you an idea about which ones you’re going to save up for.

I can tell you Urban Decay’s shadows are all consistently high-quality. Not a 100% hit-rate but there are always very few duds.

Vice 3

A lot of people have been waiting impatiently for this one.

And it’s not a disappointment. For those who are new to colors, Vice 1 and 2 can be a bit intimidating. This one may seem so at first, but I’ll give you a quick trick. Just look at each column as a 4-shade palette. There are actually 3 neutral palettes in there, and 2 color palettes. All in the usual smooth pigmented formula. VERY worth the investment if you think about the fact that you get 20 new colors (each weigh a little more than half a MAC shadow at 0.8g).

That’s 10 full size shadows.

If that’s a little too overwhelming for you, or you just want something more compact and portable, you might want to check out The Shadow Box.

Shadow Box

This is 2014’s successor to the classic Ammo Palette. In it are 12 of UD’s regular shades. I do have to point out one dud in the collection; the matte black called Blackout isn’t the smoothest or most pigmented, but then the other 11 shades are gorgeous.

This is a small cardboard package with 12 x 0.5g of product, which is 4 full-size MAC shadows (sorry – MAC shadows are the easiest reference cos most people more or less know their size and value).

Naked 2 Basics

Ahh… one for the neutral lovers.

Let’s face it. Matte shadows are tricky. But UD does a brilliant job at creating matte shadows that are very silky and blendable.

I love the Naked 2 Basics a heck of a lot more than the first Naked Basics which – I’ll be honest and say – has too many pale beige shades, whereas this has a better and more flattering mix of light to deep in different undertones. In my opinion anyway.

Great for beginners and those who are looking for a hard-working neutral palette or just love the velvety texture and finish of matte shadows in general.

Are you eyeing any of these in particular?

How to Create Thick Lashes

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I love long lashes as much as the next person but sometimes you just can’t beat the appearance of thick, voluminous lashes. Instead of reaching straight for the false lashes you can use these tips and tricks to help get the appearance of thick, voluminous lashes in no time.

How to Create Thick Lashes

To create thick lashes you will need a: Flat Eyeliner Brush, Gel Eyeliner, Pencil Eyeliner, Lash Curler, Translucent Powder, Eyeshadow Brush and Volumizing Mascara.

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