• Tengo dos máquinas de coser. Una en mi casa, portátil y bastante básica, pero que nunca tiene...
    Posted on May 28, 2016 at 19:58

    Tengo dos máquinas de coser. Una en mi casa, portátil y bastante básica, pero que nunca tiene problemas, no me deja a pata ni se le enredan los hilos. Tiene un par de defectos - no tiene luz, la tapa no traba y no tiene algo para sostener el hilo - pero son casi todos estéticos y nada funcional.En la casa de mis padres está la otra, de mueble y cualquier cosa menos portátil. Borda, cose, soporta doble hilo y hasta tiene discos para programas automáticos. Pero de tan automática me cuesta manejarla, le rompo cosas, se me mezclan los hilos y se me saltan los puntos. […]

  • stuck-in-her-daay-dream:
    Posted on April 24, 2016 at 20:46

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  • Nomevoyaolvidar
    Posted by flo on December 11, 2015 at 19:04

    Nos gusta pensar que hay cosas que nos marcan tanto que jamás vamos a olvidar. Nos gusta mentirnos que vamos a recordar cada detalle de este momento para siempre. La realidad es que todos crecemos y olvidamos y los detalles se vuelven más borrosos. Y ya las cosas no las recordamos como fueron si no … Continue reading Nomevoyaolvidar […]

  • Me gustan los nudes
    Posted on September 18, 2015 at 17:51

    Me gustan los nudes […]

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  • Vintage Lover de Color Show. Buen esmalte.
    Posted on August 24, 2015 at 21:22

    Vintage Lover de Color Show. Buen esmalte. […]

  • MAC Rebel es mi labial preferido
    Posted on August 24, 2015 at 21:19

    MAC Rebel es mi labial preferido […]

  • Estee Lauder Pure Color Envy in Tumultuous Pink
    Posted on August 24, 2015 at 21:18

    Estee Lauder Pure Color Envy in Tumultuous Pink […]

  • Biscuits
    Posted on August 12, 2015 at 18:50

    "This actually did happen to a real person, and the real person is me. I had gone to catch a train, This was April 1976, in Cambridge, U.K. I was about twenty minutes early. I'd got the time of the train wrong. I suppose it is at least equally possible," he added after a moment's reflection, "that British Rail had got the time of the train wrong. Hadn't occurred to me before."             "Get on with it." Fenchurch laughed. "So I bought a newspaper, to do the crossword, and went to the buffet to get a cup of coffee." "You do the crossword?" "Yes." "Which one?" "The Guardian usually." "I think it tries to be too cute. I prefer The Times.  Did you solve it?" "What?" "The crossword in The Guardian." "I haven't had a chance to look at it yet," said Arthur. "I'm still trying to buy the coffee." "All right then. Buy the coffee." "I'm buying it. I am also," said Arthur, "buying some biscuits." "What sort?" "Rich Tea." "Good choice." "I like them." Laden with all these new possessions, I go and sit at a table. And don't ask me what the table was like because this was some time ago and I can't remember. It was probably round." "All right." "So let me give you the layout. Me sitting at the table, on my left, the newspaper, on my right, the cup of coffee, in the middle of the table, the packet of biscuits." "I see it perfectly." "What you don't see," said Arthur, "because I haven't mentioned him yet, is the guy sitting at the table already. He is sitting there opposite me." "What's he like?" "Perfectly ordinary. Briefcase. Business suit. He didn't look," said Arthur, "as if he was about to do anything weird." "Ah. I know the type. What did he do?" "He did this. He leaned across the table, picked up the packet of biscuits, tore it open, took one out, and . . ." "What?" "Ate it." "What?" "He ate it." Fenchurch looked at him in astonishment. "What on earth did you do?" "Well, in the circumstances I did what any red-blooded Englishman would do. I was compelled," said Arthur, "to ignore it." "What? Why?" "Well, it's not the sort of thing you're trained for, is it? I searched my soul, and discovered that there was nothing anywhere in my upbringing, experience, or even primal instincts to tell me how to react to someone who has quite simply, calmly, sitting right there in front of me, stolen one of my biscuits." "Well, you could . . ." Fenchurch thought about it. "I must say I'm not sure what I would have done either. So what happened?" "I stared furiously at the crossword," said Arthur, "couldn't do a single clue, took a sip of coffee, it was too hot to drink, so there was nothing for it. I braced myself. I took a biscuit, trying very hard not to notice," he added, "that the packet was already mysteriously open. . . ." "But you're fighting back, taking a tough line." "After my fashion, yes. I ate the biscuit. I ate it very deliberately and visibly, so that he would have no doubt as to what it was I was doing. When I eat a biscuit," said Arthur, "it stays eaten." "So what did he do?" "Took another one. Honestly," insisted Arthur, "this is exactly what happened. He took another biscuit, he ate it. Clear as daylight. Certain as we are sitting on the ground." Fenchurch stirred uncomfortably. "And the problem was," said Arthur, "that having not said anything the first time, it was somehow even more difficult to broach the subject the second time around. What do you say? 'Excuse me ...I couldn't help noticing, er . . .' Doesn't work. No, I ignored it with, if anything, even more vigor than previously."   "My man .. ." "Stared at the crossword again, still couldn't budge a bit of it, so showing some of the spirit that Henry V did on St. Crispin's Day . ." "What?" "I went into the breach again. I took," said Arthur, "an-other biscuit. And for an instant our eyes met." "Like this?" "Yes, well, no, not quite like that. But they met. Just for an instant. And we both looked away. But I am here to tell you," said Arthur, "that there was a little electricity in the air. There was a little tension building up over the table. At about this time." "I can imagine."” "We went through the whole packet like this. Him, me, him, me . . ."   "The whole packet?" "Well, it was only eight biscuits, but it seemed like a lifetime of biscuits we were getting through at this point. Gladiators could hardly have had a tougher time."   "Gladiators," said Fenchurch, "would have had to do it in the sun. More physically gruelling." "There is that. So. When the empty packet was lying dead between us the man at last got up, having done his worst, and left. I heaved a sigh of relief, of course. "As it happened, my train was announced a moment or two later, so I finished my coffee, stood up, picked up the newspaper, and underneath the newspaper . . ."   "Yes?" "Were my biscuits."   "What?" said Fenchurch. "What?" "True."  "No!" The thing I like particularly about this story is the sensation that somewhere in England there has been wandering around for the last quarter-century a perfectly ordinary guy who’s had the same exact story, only he doesn’t have the punch line. […]

  • "The Road Not Taken Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be..."
    Posted on July 14, 2015 at 23:00

    “The Road Not Taken Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.” - Robert Frost (via observando)❤ […]

  • ¿En qué consiste un brunch?
    Posted on July 12, 2015 at 16:29

    En casa los domingos por la mañana nos agarra mucha fiaca y nos cuesta salir de la cama, así que arrancamos tarde y preferimos el brunch. Puede variar según lo que tengamos a mano o tengamos ganas de comer, pero usualmente hay: Café con leche Jugo de naranja Tostadas Manteca / Queso crema (según qué tan firmes estemos con la dieta) Huevos revueltos (nuestra receta preferida es la de Gordon Ramsay) Queso semiblando (el Chubut gana) Yogur Frutas de estación cortadas en gajitos Puede parecer un montón de trabajo, pero la verdad es que mientras uno hace los huevos, el otro corta la fruta y el resto sale de la heladera (o la tostadora). Una foto publicada por flo mincucci (@flomincucci) el 7 de Jun de 2015 a la(s) 8:33 PDT […]

  • ¿En qué consiste un brunch?
    Posted on July 12, 2015 at 16:28

    En casa los domingos por la mañana nos agarra mucha fiaca y nos cuesta salir de la cama, así que arrancamos tarde y preferimos el brunch. Puede variar según lo que tengamos a mano o tengamos ganas de comer, pero usualmente hay: Café con leche Jugo de naranja Tostadas Manteca / Queso crema (según qué tan firmes estemos con la dieta) Huevos revueltos (nuestra receta preferida es la de Gordon Ramsay Queso semiblando (el Chubut gana) Yogur Frutas de estación cortadas en gajitos Puede parecer un montón de trabajo, pero la verdad es que mientras uno hace los huevos, el otro corta la fruta y el resto sale de la heladera (o la tostadora). Una foto publicada por flo mincucci (@flomincucci) el 7 de Jun de 2015 a la(s) 8:33 PDT […]

  • Granola
    Posted on July 12, 2015 at 16:10

     Un día tuve muchas ganas de hacer granola, así que busqué una receta. Terminé decidiéndome por la receta de granola de Alton Brown. No soy fan de las recetas volumétricas, pero viene de ALTON BROWN y tenía buenas reviews.La verdad es que la granola es hornear avena con miel, nueces y frutos secos hasta que esté crocante, así que pueden agregar o sacar todo lo que tengan ganas. Ingredientes:3 tazas de avena1 taza de almendras¾ taza de coco rallado¼ taza y 2 cucharadas de azúcar morena¼ taza y 2 cucharadas de jarabe de maple (pueden usar miel en vez de jarabe de maple que sé que es imposible de conseguir acá pero tengan cuidado que no se vaya de mano en lo dulce)¼ taza de aceite vegetal (yo usé de girasol)¾ cucharita de sal1 taza de pasasProcedimiento:Precalentar el horno a 120ºC.En un bowl grande combinar avena, nueces, coco rallado y azúcar morena. En otro bowl mezclar el jarabe de maple, aceite y sal. Combinar las dos mezclas y ponerlas en una asadera grande. Cocinar por una hora y cuarto, mezclando cada 15 minutos así queda parejo.Sacar el horno y transferir a un bowl grande. Agregar las pasas y mezclar hasta que queden distribuidas uniformemente. […]

  • Budines de TODO
    Posted on July 12, 2015 at 15:49

    lasenorade:Esta receta tiene la particularidad de que sirve genialísimamente para budín y para torta. Queda bien humedita por dentro y con una textura esponjosa genial <3. Otra cosa muy buena de esta receta es que se hace rapidísimo y los únicos implemenos que necesitan son un medidor en ml, un bowl grande, un tenedor y una espátula (además del molde en el que lo quieren hacer). Aclaración sobre la foto: nunca le saqué una a estos budines en particular terminados. Me olvidé y se los mandé a Mariano al trabajo y fue muy triste cuando me di cuenta de que no tenía foto, así que les dejo unas de otra de las muchas veces que hice esta masa. Keep reading Rebloggeo esta receta porque ya van dos veces que la hice y queda INCREIBLE. Pero en serio, increíble en letras mayúsculas y encima es súper fácil. […]

  • No quiero que deje de importarme
    Posted on June 25, 2015 at 02:28

    No quiero que me de lo mismo hacer las cosas mal o bien. Quiero esforzarme por entender y aprender y dar siempre lo mejor de mí. No quiero que me gane la desidia. Quiero apasionarme y contagiar esa pasión. […]

  • jinkxalicious: ♥ ♥ ♥  jinkxmonsoon  ♥ ♥ ♥ No...
    Posted on May 21, 2015 at 00:11

    jinkxalicious: ♥ ♥ ♥  jinkxmonsoon  ♥ ♥ ♥ No da más de perfecta […]

  • Barra de cereal Pleny light, sabor alfajor* Sin T.A.C.C.*...
    Posted on May 7, 2015 at 19:37

    Barra de cereal Pleny light, sabor alfajor* Sin T.A.C.C.* Endulzado con Stevia* VeganoCalorías: 85 KcalCarbohidratos: 10gProteínas: 3,3gGrasas totales: 3,5g (saturadas: 0,9g, trans: 0g)Fibra Alimentaria: 1,5gSodio: 20mgColesterol: 0gApenas lo abro siento un olor muy familiar. Me costó identificarlo pero lo encontré: tiene olor a play-doh. Mi primer idea fue que no tiene gusto a alfajor, es como una barra de maíz inflado gomoso. Pero capaz sí tiene sabor a alfajor… solo que a uno feo, con baño de repostería grasosito y la galletita muy seca. Meh, no la volvería a comprar.4/10 florcitas […]

  • Home is an eternal work un progress
    Posted on May 6, 2015 at 15:01

    Home is an eternal work un progress […]

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