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Do you recommend any of these drugstore products? Easy question to answer!?
I am trying to expand my drugstore collection of makeup. If you have any of these makeup products please tell me which ones you like and why. I am obviously not going to buy all of these, but I would really like to see which ones are better than others. Thanks!
CoverGirl Cheekers Blush in Rose Silk
Neutrogena Mineral Sheers Blush in Pure Plum
N.Y.C. New York Color Blushable Crème Sticks in Big Apple Blush
N.Y.C. New York Color Blushable Crème Sticks in Plaza Pink
N.Y.C. New York Color Blushable Crème Sticks in South Street Seashell
N.Y.C. New York Color Blushable Crème Sticks in Urban Spice
Rimmel London Lasting Finish Blendable Blush & Highlight in Spring Flower
Revlon ColorStay Mineral Finishing Powder in Brighten
Rimmel London Sun Shimmer Maxi bronzer in Sun Love
Milani Crystal Eyez Sparkling Eye Shadow in Beautifully Brilliant
CoverGirl Smoky ShadowBlast Eye Color in Bronze Fire
CoverGirl Exact Eyelights Eye Brightening Eyeliner in Vibrant Pearl
L’Oreal Paris HIP High Intensity Pigments Color Truth Cream Eyeliner in Black
Revlon ColorStay Liquid Eye Pen in Blackest Black
Revlon Luxurious Color Eyeliner in Sparkling Silver
E.l.f. All Over Color Stick in Toasted
Tropez Irresistible Illuminator in Tahitian Sunset
Maybelline New York Mineral Powder Illuminator in Peach
E.l.f. Mineral Eyeshadow in Sweet
E.l.f. Mineral Eyeshadow in Wild
Bonnebell Eye Style Mascara in Natural Clear
CoverGirl LashBlast Length Mascara in Black
CoverGirl LashBlast Luxe Mascara in Black Cavernet
CoverGirl LashBlast Mascara in Black Brown
L’Oreal Paris Telescopica Explosion Mascara
Maybelline New York Lash Stiletto Ultimate Length Mascara in Very Black
CoverGirl Eye Enhancers in Gold Sizzle
CoverGirl Eye Enhancers in Mauveberry
CoverGirl Eye Enhancers in Shimmering Onyx
Milani Runway Eyes Eyeshadow in Coffee Shop
CoverGirl ShineBlast Lip Gloss in Aglow
L’Oreal Paris Colour Juice Sheer Juicy Lip Gloss in Cherry On Top
Maybelline New York Color Sensational Lip Gloss in Mocha Glaze
Maybelline New York Color Sensational Lipcolor in Park Ave. Peach
Maybelline New York Color Sensational Lipcolor in Pink Of Me
Maybelline New York Color Sensational Lipcolor in Plum Paradise
L’Oreal Paris Colour Riche Lipcolour in Wild Plum
Physican’s Formula Plump Potion Needle-Free Plumping Lipstick in Raspberry Potion
Revlon ColorBurst Lipstick in Fuchsia
Rimmel London Moisture Renew Lip Colour in Crystal Mauve
Wet’n’Wild MEgalast Lip Color in Smokin’ Hot Pink
Some drugstore brands are great i suggest if you get elf try not getting the eyelashes or concealer because theyre poor quality but the eyeshadows are great and affordable, Covergirl cheekers blush in rose silk has a good product i love it!, Rimmel london ,LOreal paris, and Revlon, Maybelline has great products and mascaras. For milani i suggest you try out the eyeshadows because they are very pigmented and last a long time. Try wetn wild and covergirl lipglosses especially the shine blast . But, if you are trying to get Nyc cheek glows dont get them because they fall out of the packaging quickly and i hate that i bought two.- Also for mascaras try the lash blast for no clump or collossal.
Other than those other products are very poorly dont waste your money on them
Hope i helped;]
How can I improve my writing?
This is the beginning to a big book i’m planning on writing. I’ve been planning the book for a while and this my draft for the beginning: Please tell me if its any good and how i could improve. Please be constructive
The quiet farm-village of Langdale sat peacefully in the Twinebuck Valley. Soft rays of morning were thrown from the curious sun, peeking cautiously over Buck Hill to the east. Light poured into the thinly glazed windows of sleeping farmers and cascaded off in an array of colours. Majestic plants of wheat soaked up the warmth, their sandy-brown stems dancing in the dawn breeze. In the southern end of Langdale, a rooster crowed, breaking the seemingly impenetrable silence. Cows awoke from their slumber to graze, and all throughout the farmlands, men were slipping into clothes and preparing for another day of harvest.
Approximately a mile south-west of Langdale, Gashius Syndale (commonly referred to as Gash) stepped into his crops, curled his toes into the dirt and inhaled deeply. Gash was a farmer, as was every other man in the farmlands. Mens work in Langdale and the surrounding villages (Fangdale and Songdale) started at but the age of twelve, and didn’t end until either you couldn’t move, or until death stole you away. Gash himself had been farming for five years, three hundred and twelve days.
That summer morning, as the flaming sun smiled down upon Gash, two other farmers rambled through a dense field of corn. One coming from the South-East, the other from the South-West. These were the kind of folk that most other farmers would shake their pitchforks at, with their scruffy brown hair, mischievous grins and pointed eyebrows. Some would say that they were closely related. They weren’t. The boy on the left was Spark Sardale. Spark came from the western town of the farmlands: Fangdale. He had sopping brown hair incrusted with stale dirt and dried sweat. His eyes were a startling green, like the thorns of Flickerdell Forest. The boy on the right was Lorryn Dawdale. Lorryn came from the Eastern village of the farmlands: Songdale. Lorryn came from a wealthy family; his half-blonde/half-brown hair was tied up and rested just above his shoulders. Lorryn wore a sparkling silver breastplate and in his sheath, he held a 12 inch bronze dagger, sharpened to dangerous perfection. Overall; Lorryn was very intimidating for a farmer of Songdale.
For the beginning of a story, I think that you did a fine job on describing the setting and physical characteristics of the characters. I like how you added a lot of detail and descriptions that help to paint a picture in your reader’s mind.
However, if you are to keep the reader interested in your story, then I would back off a little bit in the future chapters of the story and let plot, rather than description and detail, dominate the story.
I also think that in some places, you word expressions so oddly, that it makes the sentence choppy and awkward to say. Let me give you an example: “Soft rays of morning were thrown from the curious sun, peeking cautiously over Buck Hill to the east.” While this sentence has a lot of literary elements thrown into it, it maybe has too much, and that makes the sentence awkward. Maybe change it to something like “Over east, at Buck Hill, one could see the curious sun peeking over the horizon, soft morning rays vibrating gently from it.”
I hope that I helped somewhat. Good luck with the story, and if you need ever need to me to read over your story or help you with anything, you can email me at any time!
My fish have Ick but what is the best way to treat them all?
I have the following fish:
2x clown loach
2 x panda corydoras
2 x bronze corydoras
6 x cherry barbs
2 x copper harlequins
3 x sparkling gourami
8 x rummy nose tetras
1 x black shark
1 x angel fish
My Clown Loach’s are pickled in white spots that I have only just noticed this morning and I can see only one white spot on a rummy nose but the others at the moment are clear. Unfortunately I am unable to get to a pet shop as it is sunday and wont be able to but it until tomorrow lunch and treat them when I get home tomorrow eve from work, this is another 26 hours from now.
I need to know the most suitable treatment that is suitable for all the fish I know you can use the salt treatment but is it ok for them all? Also does turning the temp up a little bit help to kill the bacteria?
Thanks for the advice, Are they going to be ok waiting until tomorrow?
ALso I read on wikipedia that clown loaches have little or no scales so will it still be safe?
Try turning the temp. Up a bit. This should help to kill off some bacteria right away. Then you should empty half the tank and refill it. This should take the bad water away which will also help to aid the fish to full heath. Make sure to add somepH substainer after refilling. Then just pray till tomorrow and go buy some Ick tretment.
In the book of Ezekiel Chapter 1 verses 4-25 is he talking about seeing a UFO and Aliens ?
4 I looked, and I saw a windstorm coming out of the north–an immense cloud with flashing lightning and surrounded by brilliant light. The center of the fire looked like glowing metal, 5 and in the fire was what looked like four living creatures. In appearance their form was that of a man, 6 but each of them had four faces and four wings. 7 Their legs were straight; their feet were like those of a calf and gleamed like burnished bronze. 8 Under their wings on their four sides they had the hands of a man. All four of them had faces and wings, 9 and their wings touched one another. Each one went straight ahead; they did not turn as they moved. 10 Their faces looked like this: Each of the four had the face of a man, and on the right side each had the face of a lion, and on the left the face of an ox; each also had the face of an eagle. 11 Such were their faces. Their wings were spread out upward; each had two wings, one touching the wing of another creature on either side, and two wings covering its body. 12 Each one went straight ahead. Wherever the spirit would go, they would go, without turning as they went. 13 The appearance of the living creatures was like burning coals of fire or like torches. Fire moved back and forth among the creatures; it was bright, and lightning flashed out of it. 14 The creatures sped back and forth like flashes of lightning. 15 As I looked at the living creatures, I saw a wheel on the ground beside each creature with its four faces. 16 This was the appearance and structure of the wheels: They sparkled like chrysolite, and all four looked alike. Each appeared to be made like a wheel intersecting a wheel. 17 As they moved, they would go in any one of the four directions the creatures faced; the wheels did not turn about as the creatures went. 18 Their rims were high and awesome, and all four rims were full of eyes all around. 19 When the living creatures moved, the wheels beside them moved; and when the living creatures rose from the ground, the wheels also rose. 20 Wherever the spirit would go, they would go, and the wheels would rise along with them, because the spirit of the living creatures was in the wheels. 21 When the creatures moved, they also moved; when the creatures stood still, they also stood still; and when the creatures rose from the ground, the wheels rose along with them, because the spirit of the living creatures was in the wheels. 22 Spread out above the heads of the living creatures was what looked like an expanse, sparkling like ice, and awesome. 23 Under the expanse their wings were stretched out one toward the other, and each had two wings covering its body. 24 When the creatures moved, I heard the sound of their wings, like the roar of rushing waters, like the voice of the Almighty, like the tumult of an army. When they stood still, they lowered their wings “
It was a vision of the Cherubim, in some sort of vehicle.
Biblical Evidence of Aliens Visiting Earth or what?
This is from Ezekiel Chapter 1
I looked, and I saw a windstorm coming out of the north—an immense cloud with flashing lightning and surrounded by brilliant light. The center of the fire looked like glowing metal, 5 and in the fire was what looked like four living creatures. In appearance their form was that of a man, 6 but each of them had four faces and four wings. 7 Their legs were straight; their feet were like those of a calf and gleamed like burnished bronze. 8 Under their wings on their four sides they had the hands of a man. All four of them had faces and wings, 9 and their wings touched one another. Each one went straight ahead; they did not turn as they moved.
10 Their faces looked like this: Each of the four had the face of a man, and on the right side each had the face of a lion, and on the left the face of an ox; each also had the face of an eagle. 11 Such were their faces. Their wings were spread out upward; each had two wings, one touching the wing of another creature on either side, and two wings covering its body. 12 Each one went straight ahead. Wherever the spirit would go, they would go, without turning as they went. 13 The appearance of the living creatures was like burning coals of fire or like torches. Fire moved back and forth among the creatures; it was bright, and lightning flashed out of it. 14 The creatures sped back and forth like flashes of lightning.
15 As I looked at the living creatures, I saw a wheel on the ground beside each creature with its four faces. 16 This was the appearance and structure of the wheels: They sparkled like chrysolite, and all four looked alike. Each appeared to be made like a wheel intersecting a wheel. 17 As they moved, they would go in any one of the four directions the creatures faced; the wheels did not turn about [d] as the creatures went. 18 Their rims were high and awesome, and all four rims were full of eyes all around.
19 When the living creatures moved, the wheels beside them moved; and when the living creatures rose from the ground, the wheels also rose. 20 Wherever the spirit would go, they would go, and the wheels would rise along with them, because the spirit of the living creatures was in the wheels. 21 When the creatures moved, they also moved; when the creatures stood still, they also stood still; and when the creatures rose from the ground, the wheels rose along with them, because the spirit of the living creatures was in the wheels.
22 Spread out above the heads of the living creatures was what looked like an expanse, sparkling like ice, and awesome. 23 Under the expanse their wings were stretched out one toward the other, and each had two wings covering its body. 24 When the creatures moved, I heard the sound of their wings, like the roar of rushing waters, like the voice of the Almighty, [e] like the tumult of an army. When they stood still, they lowered their wings.
The only thing missing is the probes.. amirite?
Yes, of course there are aliens. Back during the Great Flood, Noah did not have enough room on the ark for the dinosaurs. God was annoyed at this because Noah was supposed to build a bigger ark; however, God resolved the issue by calling the aliens. They arriived in a very large freighter spaceship and all the dinosaurs were loaded into it. The aliens took off to a planet in another galaxy with the dinosaurs.
Funny you should mention this, but Noah recently refurbished the old ark into a Nimitz class nuclear aircraft carrier. It is configured for space travel as well. Noah, God, Jesus, Mary Magdelene, Mary the Virgin, myself, and some others are currently enroute back to Earth. We retrieved the dinosaurs from the aliens because we now have extra room in the space-ark. We will be arriving shortly to reintroduce the dinosaurs to Earth. They’ve multiplied quite a bit. We have about 15 billion on board. I write this from the main computer console on the ark’s bridge. We have DSL too!
Hi! This is my first book, please read!?
Hi! This is my first book about fantisy and fairytale fiction and it’s aimed for 6-10 years. I know it looks long but please read.
It was a blustery autumn day and Kristen was going to her Aunt Rosalie’s castle to study the Hawaiian origin. She was supposed to be revising for her school project (a Hawaiian culture paper) yet became hypnotised by Aunt Rosalie’s castle. Aunt Rosalie was an elderly woman in her seventies and mostly spent her time travelling the world, which is why Kristen commonly came to Aunt Rosalie’s castle; for she had been to Hawaii so many times everyone had lost count!
“Gosh, it’s so big in here!” Kristen grinned, her shrill voice amplified by the glass dome above. “Now I wonder where Aunt Rosalie keeps her Hawaiian collection.” Kristen began to walk up the huge marble staircase and eventually reached the top, after walking up several more flights of stairs, rooms and winding corridors Kristen finally found a room at the top of the East Tower filled with Hawaiian Trinkets. Yet Kristen was more bothered about a pink envelope with her name written in ink: Kristen Estelle Rosalie Wood.
She peeled open the envelope and began to read the words Aunt Rosalie had left for her:
My Dearest Niece Kristen,
I am sorry I cannot deliver this to you in person for I will be somewhere in Texas – I think. Anyway, I must tell you a secret only you can know. There are princesses locked in time…all in my trinkets from the world! You must save them…I have saved many myself, but I need you to save the rest. You must not share your gift with anyone or this magic will stop forever.
Your Dearest Aunt Rosalie
PS – Look for girls crying, they’re the ones you must save…the lost princesses of Hawaii, I trust and believe in you, GOOD LUCK! xxx
Kristen’s porcelain happy face turned into a shocked puzzled frown – what on earth was Aunt Rosalie on about? Although Kristen was seventeen years old and had stopped believing in magic when she was nine she believed her aunt Rosalie and began to look for these lost princesses her aunt had told her about…
“Oh, aunt Rosalie said her Hawaiian collection and so far I haven’t found one girl crying in her Hawaiian souvenirs!” cried Kristen “Wait a minute!” Kristen’s emerald green eyes caught sight on a blue wall art in the shape of an Hawaiian surf board. On the board was a tall lanky girl with a toned bronze coloured skin, shiny black hair and plump red lips. The girl also had a pair of sparkling hazel brown eyes and thick black eyelashes with a tear slipping down each eye, as well as a yellow scaled flipper and beautiful golden wings (aunt Rosalie never mentioned anything about wings or flippers). “Finally, this must be a lost princess” smiled Kristen.
Suddenly an exotic smell of flowers and plants entered the room and Kristen was lifted off of her feet. She began to spin round and round until she was so dizzy she dosed off. When Kristen finally awoke she was in a small grassy land with a lagoon in the corner and dozens of palm trees covered in huge coconuts.
“Erm, can I help you?” a shy voice asked
“Hi, are you a, a princess?” Kristen stuttered trying not to seem too rude.
“Huh…how do you know?” she replied “A water genie turned me into an Aqua Fairy and ever since I’ve been known as one of the lost princesses of Hawaii along with my four sisters…”
“An aqua fairy?” Kristen retorted looking surprised as ever.
“Yes…I’m a mermaid with wings” grinned the princess, splashing her flipper in the lagoon. “My name is Opalus; I used to be Princess Opalus of Hawaii…but that all changed thanks to that grumpy old water genie…” Opalus whimpered.
“Can’t you ask him to change you back?” Kristen asked.
“It doesn’t work like that…the only way to be change back by a genie is to wear the genies crown! Which is nearly impossible for genies never give their crowns out – not even to their families…I’d never be able to get it off him…” replied Opalus a small tear trickling down from her hazel eyes.
“Well, I’ll help you find the genie and take his crown…we can do it together!” Kristen smiled.
“You can’t because you don’t have flippers or wings – if you don’t have some you won’t be able to swim the strong currents!” Opalus sighed “I’ll have to give you these pearls” she said handing Kristen a string of five beautiful light blue pearls “These pearls will turn you into an aqua fairy when you jump into the water and when each of these blue pearls turns to its original colour white you must get out of the water or you’ll have to stay an aqua fairy forever”
“But..but..but can’t I just go in like this – I’m a brilliant swimmer!” replied Kristen.
“I’m sorry but if you want to help…you must do this! It’s the only way!” Opalus smiled “Please!” Kristen began to fasten the necklace of pearls and smiled at Opalus before jumping into the water.
As soon as Kristen jumped in a glittery glow formed around and she was spun round until she had a beautiful purple flipper and sparkling lilac wing
Hiya! First, well done on writing you should try out writing.com as they have loads of people willing to give constructive criticism.
Personally, I think the imagery is strong, but some details just seem a little too…inorganic/child-friendly. I’m a bit of a feminist so seeing the whole bronzed mermaid perfection image jars slightly. I’d also say get rid of the brackets at the beginning on the culture paper, for the age group, it needs to be far more direct. Instead of using so many adjectives, I would suggest vivid pictures to accompany the story. Another thing which definitely appeals to buyers of childrens books is a moral…this doesn’t have one at all.
It’s a very bright and fantastic tale, but it just needs refocusing to the audience. Wish you the best with publishing x
What do you think of the start of this short story?
Elizabeth was small and slight. She had rosebud lips the colour of freshly spilt blood, perfect, porcelain skin, vivid, sparkling, emerald green eyes and constantly flushed cheeks. Flaxen curls tumbled down her clear, slender back and her tiny, white hands were constantly folded in her lap.
Elizabeth lived in a massive, ancient house, that was really more of a mansion than a house, on a steep, weather beaten hill. The house was constructed from smooth limestone that over time had begun to crumble and to be obscured by creeping heather and moss. The once shimmering, ebony black paint of the grand, towering front doors had begun to chip and the once gleaming, bronze doorknobs had begun to rust. The once neatly-kept, ordered grounds of the house had become wild and overgrown. Inch thick grime on the windows concealed the interior of the house from prying eyes if there had been any. Huge, grotesque gargoyles leered down on trespassers from their positions on the mansions’ ramparts. There were four of them and whenever Elizabeth wandered in sight of them her skin burst out in goose bumps.
Elizabeth had drawn the heavy, damask, claret coloured drapes in the library causing a cloud of dust to billow out of them. She then curled up on the moth-eaten, yawning chaise lounge with a book lying open on her lap. She was immersed in this book, so much so that she missed the tinkle of the bell that summoned her to supper. It was only the flickering flame of her guttering candle that alerted her to the hour. She gasped. How could she have let time slip by so quickly? Her parents would whine at and berate her. For some reason sitting around the long, ornately engraved, varnished, mahogany table each night was important to them. Perhaps as it reminded them of their past wealth and grandeur. It was only the last fading reminder, she supposed, let them have it. Supper, for them, had become an occasion. How was Elizabeth to know how much of an occasion supper that night was going to be.
Elizabeth eased open the creaking, library door and tiptoed across the carpeted corridor until she reached her bedroom door. She let out a long, low sigh as she slipped into her bedroom unseen. She shrugged off the simple, muted brown, much-mended dress she had been wearing that day and positioned herself in front of her open wardrobe. She flicked through the items contained within it before she finally settled on one with a fitted waist, low neckline and was a deep, shimmering burgundy. She admired her reflection in the mirror mentally attacking herself for being so pale and frail looking. She glided down the curling staircase her hand sliding along the dust and cobweb covered banister. She was surprised her parents or their sole servant had not come to find her yet. Something either terrible or euphoric had occurred, she decided. She held her breath as she stood in front of the doors that stood between her and whatever news was waiting for her. The groan of the doors sounded enormous in her ears as she stepped into the room. The curtains were drawn and only a few candles were lit lending a gloomy and eerie character to the room. That was the initial thing that Elizabeth noticed as she entered the dining room. The second thing she noticed was that the table was set for four instead of its usual three. It suddenly clicked in her head why no-one had bothered to send for her. Her parents were busy attending to the only guest they would probably receive ages. All eyes were turned away form her though she had just entered the room. This puzzled Elizabeth who was used to attracting and holding the attention of any stranger in the room. She was thus intrigued by this stranger, whoever he or she maybe, before she had even seen or spoke to them.
That was before she had lain eyes on his captivatingly perfect face. He inclined his beautiful head toward her in greeting. She caught a glimpse of his deep, topaz eyes and felt as if she was lost in them, choking in their watery depths. She sketched in the other details of his appearance. She remembered his smooth, sun-kissed skin, his strong, defined jaw and his endearing, lopsided smile. Elizabeth was light-headed and slightly nauseas as she felt his mesmerising eyes following her. She dropped into her seat a the far end of the table to her mother, father and the exquisite stranger. She could not help but feel relieved by the amount space between the stranger and herself. Being near him she felt was a bit like being hypnotised. She would be under his powerful spell and would not be able to help her actions.
Throughout supper Elizabeth remained silent and barely let a morsel of food pass her lips. She also could not keep her eyes from the stranger’s bottomless, blue eyes and his soft, brown skin. Despite herself, despite everything she had been taught as she grew up, she wanted to reach out her hand and stroke his cheek. She resisted though. However alluring he was she could
Don’t start out a story discribing your perfectly beautiful character for a paragraph. No one cares. Start with action, or a thought, something relevant.
You need to get a scene going here. Movement, Dialogue, etc.
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