30 Eylül 2013 Pazartesi

25 years ago I was just a big tick machine as I lay upstairs in my room

The feeling of unrest can be one of the worse. I sit and get up, walk around from room to room. Visiting every room in the house searching for something that will make me feel easy. For conversations that might grab my attention. None does. Here all I can hear are complains and critical views towards things. My father, quite tipsy from the small shots of scotch he took during the day, sits in front of the TV and, now and then loudly singing some pejorative version of any famous tune he knows.My mother cooks in the kitchen whilst complaining of who has possibly broken her pressure cooker. And, I walk back and forth. My room is not cosy, the living room, the kitchen, the voices. The unrest. The lifeless expressions. The monotony of each individual being shared and duplicated through dull talks. There are days of unrest. Lifeless days. Disquiet and, monotony inside our little match box. Just a day.

21 Eylül 2013 Cumartesi

KAKAO jako suchý šampon

ANO!

Už i já jsem to vyzkoušela a nedám na kakaový suchý šampon dopustit. Vlasy vydrží nemastné mnohem dýl, jak s chemickým suchým šamponem. Stačí si ho jen trošku nasypat do ruky a po troškách si ho dávat na mastné vlasy. Na hnědých vlasech není vůbec vidět, a pokud máte světlejší, tak můžete kakao smíchat s pudinkem. To jsem tedy nezkoušela, ale mělo by to mít stejné účinky. 
Když použiji kakao, tak si vlasy můžu umýt klidně až za 3-4 dny a vypadají opravdu pořád pěkně. Jak v culíku, tak rozpuštěné. Navíc kakao strašně pěkně voní, takže ho i vy sami párkrát za den ucítíte. 
Doporučuji kakao vyzkoušet a uvidíte sami! 

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16 Eylül 2013 Pazartesi

Now the wind blows harder than the sun shines

Blessed are those who naturally feel enthusiastic. Those who gets excited over things without a drop of wine and, so they laugh and talk. They express themselves.. even their stupidity, with no shame, without any alteration or decaying of the face. You drink and regret, you regret and drink. The momentary joy it brings..what a feeling. In return hangover kills you with regret and sanity. Happy are those who are drunk without drinking.