It has been done in London last year, in Copenhagen for the climate conference  this December, people here in Paris could easily take inspiration from this initative…

Otherwise there is an alternative if you want a quiet home: plug you hometrainer to your tree and tell your kids to pedal if they want any gifts for christmas.

Oridżinal by Dekoral.
Jeszcze nie wiem w jakim kolorze zrobię posadzkę w basenie, boazerię w oranżerii i ściany w Games Roomie, ale będą równie czadowe.

Więc chodź, pomaluj mój Świat.

Martin Solveig – Cest La Vie

Mirror

Mirror

ეს სიმღერა ძალიან მიყვარს

stelle dir nichts nach
du hast nie von uns gesproche
bis zu diesem tag

war mir im bilde, dass unsere zukunft in den sternen steht
zeit notwendig zur entwicklung ist
dass es ohne nicht geht

du trafst jedoch frühzeitig eine entscheidung für uns beide
ziehst einen strich
und legst damit in meinen weg steine

halte meinen kopf hoch in der ungewohnten stille
unsere zeit wird kommen,
du wirst deinen gefühlen nicht wiederstehen
eines tages vor meiner tür aufkreuzen, im handgepäck der freie wille

“Das Leben ist Theater, Vorstellung und Verstellung”

That all the cities in the world would be filled by bicycles…

Nice post here (note the fixed guy…)

Back in the good old days, when people got a certain classy attitude:

spotted here / via

“Messenger boy working for Mackay Telegraph Company. Said fifteen years old. Exposed to Red Light dangers. Location: Waco, Texas.”

1913 September / Hine, Lewis Wickes, 1874-1940, photographer (c) Library of Congress

sorry no more info on this one

[DP]

Ganhar presente que agrade em amigos secretos é igual a ano bissexto, só acontece de dois em dois anos. Inspirada nos post de Luquinhas e Eliza do Cacimba de Letras resolvi relatar minhas experiências frustradas dessa brincadeira de fim de ano.

Começou quando eu tinha 8 ou 9 anos, e nessa idade quem decidia o presente que eu ia dar pro meu amigo secreto é claro que era minha mãe. Meu amigo secreto ganhou um Batmóvel (aquele carro do Batman, só que em miniatura) e creio que ele não ficou muito contente. Confesso que eu não queria dar esse presente, mas depois me convenceram de que ele era legal e eu na verdade também achava, mas sabia que ele não iria gostar. Se fosse hoje eu acharia o máximo,pois adoro bonecos e coisas relacionadas à filmes, HQs e etc.

Enfim, o que interessa é que meu amigo secreto ao receber aquele presente deve ter me amaldiçoado e eu ganhei uma bola. Não uma bola de vôlei ou coisa do tipo, e sim uma bola pequena rosa brilhante com um “chocalho” dentro, dessas que você encontra em pet shop. Será que ela quis dizer alguma coisa com esse presente? Creio que não, pois nessa época eu não tinha tanta fama de briguenta.

Depois de alguns anos ganhando caixas de chocolate a situação começou a mudar  a partir do ano em que ganhei um bom perfume. Depois foram anos de vacas gordas.

Mas o ápice da maldição aconteceu em 2002. Resolvemos  passar o fim de semana na praia e lá fazer o amigo secreto. Grupo pequeno, as melhores amigas, sempre damos e ganhamos coisas que gostamos porque nos conhecemos muito bem. Já são quase 13 anos de amizade…Mas nesse ano o único ser masculino a ingressar no nosso grupo participou, e fulero do jeito que ele sempre foi, me deixou na mão.

O fim de semana, apesar de bom, foi das trevas pra mim. Fiquei toda queimada porque não havia passado protetor (tava super nublado…), a pessoa quem me tirou não foi me deixando sem presente, e de quebra sofri um acidente com uma Honda biz moto.

Queimada do sol, toda arranhada, cheia de hemátomas e com ferimentos bem feios, sem presente pra consolar e pior…no dia seguinte saiu o resultado do vestibular e eu levei pau. Fim de ano com chave de ouro!

Depois de 1 mês, esse meu amigo da onça (pois nem ligou, nem pediu desculpas e nem veio me visitar depois do acidente) deixou o presente com uma tia minha.

O presente veio numa caixinha pequena típica de armarinho ou loja de R$1,99. Era uma porta-retrato com temática tropical, e ainda por cima nem cabiam fotografias do tamanho convencional de 10×15. Ele passou muitos anos morando na gaveta, até que ganhou liberdade indo se amostrar na casa de praia. Agora ele tá no lugar certo…

A maldição do batmóvel deu uma trégua desde aquele inesquecível fim de ano. Ultimamente tem sido só alegria. Até quando? Só Deus sabe…espero que eu ainda confirme essa trégua na próxima semana, quando terei o primeiro amigo secreto de 2009.

Mas mais do que presentes caros, bons e úteis (ou todo o oposto desses adjetivos) é importante pensar no objetivo final dessa brincadeira de fim de ano. Pra mim é pensar com carinho naquela pessoa que eu tirei e aproveitar o momento de falar o que acho dela e o que sinto por ela.

O problema é quando se tira uma pessoa que você não gosta, mas aí já é outra história…

[NC+]さんから新作ブーツ♪
タッチするといっぺんに両方リサイズ出来るブーツです
靴紐もぐるっと巻きつけた結び方とフロント部分で結ぶタイプの
2WAYになってますﾖ
相変わらずHQなブーツでカッコイイですっｂ
hiroさんヾ(*´ー`*)ﾉ゛ありがとう♪
ブーツはベージュとブラックの２カラーリリースされてます


コーデ♪

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hat:*KUROTSUBAKI* knit_beret
neckwamer:DP yumyum


[NC+]
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こんにちは:)
新作のお知らせです
カラフルなボーダーのタイツを作りました
見た目は派手かな？と思うタイツも
ポップなカラーがコーディネートのスパイスのような役割を
果たしてくれるでしょう♪
メインストア、その他店舗に設置済みです

１color,60L
fatpack,240L

宜しくお願いします

Hello!
We just release new socks.
Border socks,60L
Each 5colored(blue,green,pink,red,yellow)
Also Fat Pack (all colors) ,240L

HAVE FUN:D

Please visit to Main Store
::C’est la vie! mainstore::
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それから、JUICY店は残念ながらCLOSEとなりました
また、KAWASAKI店はSIM事情により、もうすぐ閉鎖となってしまいます。
どちらも思い出深い店舗で残念です。
KAWASAKI店のラッキーボードはpigsightのほうへ移動しておりますので
お知らせ致します。

もうすぐメインストアも移転することとなり、また新たな気持ちで頑張っていきます:)

有一對兄弟，他們的家住在80層樓上。

有一天他們外出旅行回家，發現大樓停電了！雖然他們背著大包的行李，但看來沒有什麼別的選擇，於是哥哥對弟弟說，我們就爬樓梯上去！於是，他們背著兩大包行李開始爬樓梯。爬到20樓的時候他們開始累了，哥哥說“包包太重了，不如這樣吧，我們把包包放在這裡，等來電後坐電梯來拿。”於是，他們把行李放在了20樓，輕鬆多了，繼續向上爬。

他們有說有笑地往上爬，但是好景不長，到了40樓，兩人實在累了。想到還只爬了一半，兩人開始互相埋怨，指責對方不注意大樓的停電公告，才會落得如此下場。他們邊吵邊爬，就這樣一路爬到了60樓。

到了60樓，他們累得連吵架的力氣也沒有了。弟弟對哥哥說，“我們不要吵了，爬完它吧。”

於是他們默默地繼續爬樓，終於80樓到了！興奮地來到家門口兄弟倆才發現他們的鑰匙留在了20樓的包包裡了.

有人說，這個故事其實就是反映了我們的人生：20歲之前，我們活在家人、老師的期望之下，背負著很多的壓力、包袱，自己也不夠成熟、能力不足，因此步履難免不穩。

20歲之後，離開了眾人的壓力，卸下了包袱，開始全力以赴地追求自己的夢想，就這樣愉快地過了20年。

可是到了40歲，發現青春已逝，不免產生許多的遺憾和追悔，於是開始遺憾這個、惋惜那個、抱怨這個、嫉恨那個.就這樣在抱怨中度過了20年。

到了60歲，發現人生已所剩不多，於是告訴自己不要在抱怨了，就珍惜剩下的日子吧！於是默默地走完了自己的餘年。

到了生命的盡頭，才想起自己好象有什麼事情沒有完成. 原來，我們所有的夢想都留在了 20歲的青春歲月。

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Quote From Forum

In een melancholieke bui…

I thought that hiding all my feelings
was protecting my heart
so I never built anything
high enough to fall apart
and what I was looking for
didn’t know where to start
I can’t believe this is happening

The day I met you
I said welcome to the rest of my life
cause you created a new me
and all the emptiness died
I was afraid to give love another try
Now I can’t believe this is happening

(chorus)
I know that this might get me in trouble
But it’s time I let my defenses down
Cause I am no longer afraid of a struggle
Oh I’ve overcome
Oh oh oh oh overcome
Oh oh oh oh overcome
I’ve overcome
Oh oh oh oh overcome
Oh I’ve overcome
I’ve overcome

Guess I’m addicted to happiness
I just can’t get enough
so I decided to give up pride and
surrender my trust
I’ve got no choice left
but to believe in us
and finally this is happening

(chorus)
I know that this might get me in trouble
But it’s time I let my defenses down
Cause I am no longer afraid of a struggle
Oh I’ve overcome
Oh oh oh oh overcome
Oh oh oh oh overcome
I’ve overcome
Oh oh oh oh overcome
Oh I’ve overcome
I’ve overcome

I finally let myself go
I let all my guards down
baby I’m yours now
you’re in control
i took the chains off my soul
and now I’m in love

(chorus)
I know that this might get me in trouble
But it’s time I let my defenses down
Cause I am no longer afraid of a struggle
Oh I’ve overcome
Oh oh oh oh overcome
Oh oh oh oh overcome
I’ve overcome
Oh oh oh oh overcome
Oh I’ve overcome
I’ve overcome

I don’t care anymore
I’ve overcome
Oh I’ve overcome
Oh oh oh oh overcome
Oh oh oh oh overcome
I’ve overcome
Oh oh oh oh overcome
Oh I’ve overcome
I’ve overcome

Overcome – Jordin Sparks

In contemplating the name of this piece I actually toyed [excuse the pun] with calling it ‘the advent of the toy boy’ or is ‘age really nothing but a number? Before I get ahead of myself let me explain my oftentimes very random thought process.

Right so if you’re like me you watched the stunning Mariah Carey on Sunday’s X Factor. If you’re also like me, you took one look at that shiny diamante microphone stand and wondered how in the world did Nick Cannon landed Mariah?

Mariah Carey, Demi Moore, Whitney Houston, Madonna…what do they all have in common? Yes i know they are all celebrities wise guy…apart from that! They’ve made it fashionable to date the younger man. Allow me to present the facts:

Mariah 39 and Nick Cannon 28

Whitney 46 and Ray J 28 [personally I didn’t think he was that old]

Demi 47 and Ashton 31

Madonna 51 and Jesus 22 [can we pause take a moment at the irony?]

With an 11 year age gap Mariah and Nick are the closest in age. Don’t get me wrong I’m not knocking anybody, you take love where you can find it and all that jazz. Plus with what they are feeding these youngsters I don’t blame anybody for falling or almost falling into the trap.

Yes yes there is a story. Ok so last year I’d been scoping this guy in church…nice looking brother…he just comes to church and goes quietly.  So one day we get to talking he invited me for coffee, we’re chatting getting along just fine until I make the mistake and ask him his age. I don’t usually do that but he kept referring to my friend’s younger brother. Now this is another story…this younger brother yea…I thought was my friend’s older brother and he’s really nice looking. He is the kind of nice looking that has all your friends oohing and aahing. Therefore imagine my shock and dismay when my friend tells me the boy just turned 20! My God lives! Somebody could have been going to jail!

So fast forward to my conversation with my new friend; when he kept asking me about my friend’s younger brother, my senses were alert…’’yes why u asking me about him…what have u heard?’’ lol. He replies ‘’Oh we are good friends’’. It was therefore only logical that I ask him his age. Would you like to take a wild guess? Yes? No? If you said 20 then you would have won the GlamTings sweepstakes. I refused to accept his answer so I made him sing ‘all liars shall go to hell fire’, made him pinky swear…alas he wasn’t lying or joking.

How saddening….yes yes i know age is nothing but a number but please its common knowledge that girls mature faster than guys….

That brings me to my point with these celebrities and their toy boys or if you prefer ‘younger men’.  As these women have already reached ‘maturity’ what would their conversations be about? Or is there no talking involved? Plus do they not feel slightly awkward that they could have given birth to their significant others? Furthermore let us consider if the shoe was on the other foot, i.e. an older man marries/dates a girl half his age. Would the girl not be labeled ‘a gold digger’ or ‘a girl with daddy issues’?

While I’m sure that there are advantages to dating someone younger is there not something a bit creepy about Madonna’s almost 30 year age gap? He’s barely come of age…how would the ‘toasting’ have gone down?

Jesus: ‘Oh mehn Madonna I’ve been a fan of yours for ages, my mum has all your records…’like a virgin’ was uhm totally rad’

Madonna: ‘Err thanks?’

Oh to be a fly on the wall of that relationship….on second thought ….maybe not

You know what I dunno…I might think it freaky you might think it the coolest idea since cheesecake…

As this unknown author states:

Go for younger men. You might as well – they never mature anyway.
x

Martin Solveig – Cest La Vie

Mirror

Mirror

Mirror

Czy Ty też tak czasem masz, że coś cię męczy? Nie daje Ci spokoju? W głowie kłębią się tysiące różnych myśli, które sama nawet nie wiesz skąd się przybłąkały… Ogarnia Cię przeraźliwy smutek i przygnębienie. Już nawet nie próbujesz powstrzymać wylewających się spod powiek strumieni łez. Nie wiesz dlaczego płaczesz i coraz bardziej toniesz w tym żalu. Tak po prostu…

Freudvoll
Und leidvoll
Gedankenvoll sein,
Langen
Und bangen
In schwebender Pein,
Himmelhoch jauchzend,
Zum Tode betrübt;
Glücklich allein
Ist die Seele, die liebt.

Johann Wolfgang v. Goethe