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Desejei muito a coleção Prismatic Chroma Glitters da China Glaze, mas meu rico dinheirinho só deu para comprar dois esmaltes, o Prism e o Optical Ilusion.
Fiquei apaixonada por eles quando vi swatches da coleção aqui, demorei um pouquinho para consegui-los, mas compensou a demora pq achei tão perfeitos!
O Prism foi o primeiro que usei, passei duas camadas, cobriu perfeitamente.
Agora minhas lombrigas estão saciadas!!!
:)
Eu fiz um tumbrl quem quiser me adicionar lá: flavinhaaaah.tumblr.com
Descobri que tem foto minha rodando lá que tem mais de 13.000 notes, mas pelo menos tá com o link do meu flickr...menos mal, né?!
Fico indignada quando " roubam" minhas fotos ( e das amigas tbm)...isso já é banal naquelas páginas de menininhas no facebook.
Bjoo
253/365 The rage that runs through my veins.
For a long time that no to a photo simulating "Blood". If it is not clear, hands scratching the glass reflect the rage.
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La rabia que corre por mis venas.
Hacia mucho tiempo que no hacia una foto simulando "Sangre". Por si no queda claro, las manos arañando el cristal reflejan la rabia.
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230/365 Freedom.
You can be very happy, but the joy and freedom of having completed all exams, is unmatched.
So I am finally say goodbye to examinations and goodbye to study nights.
And Yes, I'm back! After a week of stress and filled with exams finally finished.
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Libertad.
Puedes ser muy feliz, pero la alegría y libertad de haber terminado todos los exámenes, es inigualable. Asi quie mañana por fin diré adiós a los examenes y adiós a las noches de estudio.
Y si, Ya estoy de vuelta! Después de una semana de estrés y llena de examenes por fín a acabado.
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165 / 365 : FDT: Mirror Mirror™ Style
Happy Wet Face Down Tuesday, people!
As you can clearly tell from my photos, it has been raining pretty much in the last two days and after a good 28-30 hours of pouring rain the city scape turns pretty much in a watery Mine Field.
As soon as it stopped raining tonight i packed all my gear and decided to go out on a quest to find the perfect puddle and... turned out the best one was the one RIGHT IN FRONT of my place...
How convenient, huh!?
HFDT!
Camera Info: Nikon D300 | 35mm (ƒ/1.8G) @ 35mm | ƒ/1.8 | ISO 800 | 1/20 s — Camera On Tripod
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194/365 think in this thread that unites us.
I believe in love, I believe in that thread that unites us. I think in my "better half" and that wherever you are, the one day we will find.
Is not as well as I thought I was going to get the photo, even so I hope you like it :)
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Creo en este hilo que nos une.
Creo en el amor, creo en ese hilo que nos une. Creo en mi "media naranja" y creo que sea donde sea que estés, algún día nos encontraremos.
No es asi como pensaba que iba a quedar la foto, aun asi espero que os guste :)
230/365 El miedo muere..
Never let fear you trap and not let you out of your hideout. Don't let that fear you venza, because fear was born to overcome it.
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Jamás dejes que el miedo te atrape y no te deje salir de tu escondite. No permitas que el miedo te venza, porque el miedo nació para superarlo.
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255/365 Balls.
This is not the picture that I had planned for today, but can never plan everything and sometimes improvise is the best choice.
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Pelotas.
Esta no es la foto que tenia planeada para hoy, pero nunca se puede planear todo y a veces improvisar es la mejor opción.
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199 / 365 : Whatever Floats your Boat...
Today i kind of felt a little nostalgic...
So i decided to track back some of the photos i shot last year here in Sapporo, and i've stumbled upon a few good ones that i would like to re-take in order to correct some of the mistakes i was making (last year i didn't know what aperture or shutter-speed were... i had my nikon d3000 and my Auto button! )
So this is the first one of a series of photos i will try to re-take.
Had a really lovely lazy Monday, recovering from a great yet heavy weekend.
And going out tonight, i felt like i had to go for this shot, among all the ones i had in mind.
Fun how taking photos now represents clearly my state of mind, after almost 200 days i can truly see how photos have become a part of me...
Camera Info: Nikon D300 | Samyang 8mm (ƒ/3.5) @ 8mm | ƒ/8 | ISO 400 | 30s — Camera on Tripod
192/365 Fragile as a feather.
She can swear that he was as fragile as a Feather (I sometimes thought that it was going to break), their eyes reflected pain, you could see in them the fear to do the damage again. His hands were delicate, and when he smiled, I could see the smile more sweet and true around the world.
In this photo I wanted to reflect the fragile thing that people are when they are sad. They make you want to protect it so nobody hurt her again. And if you see her cry, break you heart.
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Frágil como una pluma.
Ella, puedo jurar que era tan frágil como una pluma (a veces pensé que se iba a romper), sus ojos reflejaban dolor, se podían ver en ellos el temor a que la hicieran daño de nuevo. Sus manos eran delicadas, y cuando sonreía podía ver la sonrisa mas dulce y verdadera de todo el planeta.
En esta foto quería reflejar lo frágiles que son las personas cuando están tristes. Te dan ganas de protejerla para que nadie la haga otra vez daño. Y si la ves llorar, se te rompe el corazón.
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135/365 It's funny how fast time goes on, seems to making a few days we were opening gifts Santa Claus and toasting with champagne. It's funny how time controls everything, nobody can manipulate it because time does not give second chances. Time is the only medicine that exists in life.
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Es curioso como pasa tan rápido el tiempo, parece que hace unos días estábamos abriendo los regalos de papaloel y brindando con champán. Es curioso como el tiempo lo controla todo, nadie lo puede manipular porque el tiempo no concede segundas oportunidades. El tiempo es la única medicina que existe en la vida.
119/365 Always fight. This photo is very simple and is almost ridiculous that it was with this idea in my head more than one year. Today my friends and I went to an abandoned train tracks that were outside of my people, the place was really beautiful. Because all the beautiful landscapes need to be so far? Good night.
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Esta foto es muy simple y es casi ridículo que haya estado con esta idea en mi cabeza mas de un año. Hoy mis amigos y yo fuimos a unas vías de tren abandonadas que estaban a las afueras de mi pueblo, el lugar era realmente precioso. ¿Porque todos los paisajes bonitos tienen que estar tan lejos? Buenas noches.
163/365 melancholy. You can never avoid looking back, it is not always good, but sometimes helps you move forward you realize everything you have managed to achieve. This is a slightly melancholy day. A year ago in a few hours I would be on a bus with destination to the Camino de Santiago for 5 days. I wish I could go back...
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Melancolía.
Nunca podrás evitar mirar atrás, no siempre es bueno, pero a veces te ayuda a seguir adelante al darte cuenta de todo lo que has conseguido lograr.
Hoy es un día un poco melancólico. Hace un año en unas horas yo estaría subida a un autobús con el destino de hacer el Camino de Santiago durante 5 días. Ojalá pudiera volver...
234/365 The problems are already bored.
Every day there is a discussion; already nothing will be as before. Not is because even yet not be to gone to shit.
Today we went to the field, this site was beautiful. You will think that I'm crazy for taking me to camp chairs, but I love it.
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Los problemas ya son aburridos.
Todos los días hay una discusión; ya nada volverá a ser como antes. No se porque aun todo no se a ido a la mierda.
Hoy fuimos al campo, este sitio era precioso. Pensareis que estoy loca por llevarme sillas al campo, pero me encanta.
95/365 Ireland.
Today is the last day of the Christmas holidays. and... I don't want to return to routine or tomorrow to go to the Institute. This holiday I have become too short...
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Hoy es el ultimo dia de las vaciones de navidades. y... No quiero volver a la rutina ni mañana ir al instituto. Estas vacaciones se me han echo demasiado cortas...
204/365 Houses or homes.
Today I went to see "the Temple of debod" in Madrid. These floors that had been in front seemed precious.There are homes that are just houses. Casas´Hoteles some called them.
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Casas o Hogares
Hoy fui a ver "el templo de debod" en Madrid. Estos pisos que había en frente me parecieron preciosos.
Hay hogares que simplemente son casas. Casas´hoteles les llaman algunos.
120/365 Another day.
Another day passes, the winter wind Stokes my hair, skin is me heriza, freeze my hands and I can't help but think that I hate the wind. We spent the days waiting for it on Friday and spent the year to arrive the summer spent life waiting to be happy. When happiness is only a State of mood. Where was the enjoyment of little details? We forget the hugs, the kisses, the smell of coffee just echo, the color of the blue sky in the morning and the sound of rain. These are what I will remember when I die. Not remember as well that pass me one day in the pool, will remember the stupid details that are part of my routine. The routine that US bitter but true love. The answers that I have not yet found my questions; I don't think leaving the world until you find them. I love life, I love the little details that keep me alive.
Otro día pasa, el viento de invierno alborota mi pelo, la piel se me heriza, se me congelan las manos y no puedo evitar pensar en que odio el viento.
Pasamos los días esperando a que llegue el viernes, pasamos el año a que llegue el verano y pasamos la vida esperando a ser felices. Cuando la felicidad es solo un estado de animo.
Dónde se quedó el disfrute de los pequeños detalles? Olvidamos los abrazos, los besos, el olor a café recién echo, el color del cielo azul celeste por las mañanas y el sonido de la lluvia. Son estos los que recordaré cuando muera. No recordaré lo bien que me lo pase un día en la piscina, recordaré los estúpidos detalles que forman parte de mi rutina. La rutina que nos amarga pero que en verdad amamos. Las respuestas que aun no he encontrado a mis preguntas; no pienso abandonar el mundo hasta que las encuentre.
Yo amo vivir, amo los pequeños detalles que me mantienen viva
Headed down to Kirby Cover last night on a rare beautiful warm night and captured these two photos from below the bridge of the San Francisco skyline.
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