#Organic Face Pack

[kusumasposts]

Enjoy the products deals on halfpe.com

[kleenskin]

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[svasthoorganics]

[sumarmz]

Warrior cats but everything's the same except they're anthromorphic animals and have guns now

[plushri]

I wish I could travel light I hate packing 😔

[vampfucker666]

ok shelves are a major major major wip... i am. gonna need a second shelf. all of my rh dolls did NOT fit on here how i wanted LMAOOOO i got like 4 of them on the 'dont put dolls here cause the cats might become too tempted and its not even eye level' shelf. for Now. but at least i have space to move some of the shit off my desk FINALLY

[flowerorganics1]

5 Benefits of Besan and Curd Face Pack

Besan and Curd Face Pack is a very good choice to de-tan your skin and alongside it also helps to exfoliate and nourish your skin.  Skin health deterioration is becoming a major yet neglected issue today, especially given our exposure to more dirt, pollutants, effects of stress etc. This makes our skin dull and coarse.

Your face being the most exposed part of your body, gets affected the most and if you don’t use any facewash & facepack, this results in a lot of dead skin cells forming the top layer of your skin hiding your natural glow.

Suitable for Multiple skin types:

Using (gram flour) besan and curd face packs is recommended since it solely helps you get rid of dullness, blackheads, dirt and pollutants and gives you a soft, clear, smooth and healthy skin with a natural glow by removing dead skin cells. The best part is, that it is suitable for multiple skin types and thus is widely used especially in Indian homes.

For Dry Skin type:

Although Besan/ Besam Pack along with their brightness brings dryness, but when used with moisturizing agents like curd, what you get is lustrous and smooth skin! Thus besan curd pack works amazing on dry skin type. Adding curd provides it hydrating and moisturizing qualities that assist enhance collagen and elastin levels in your skin. This keeps your skin plump and young.

Read More: 5 Amazing Reasons to Apply Besan and Curd for Healthy Skin

For Oily skin type: 

Besan works wonderfully for people with oily skin since it absorbs the oil along with improving the skin tone. This along with deta, helps you avoid acne and other skin issues caused by excess oil.

Skin whitening and Inflammation reduction: 

Besan is very useful in removing dark spots and pigmentation and thus it acts as a good skin-whitening agent, curd mixed with it helps in removing dead skin cells and fastens new skin cell generation thus both work complementary to each other.

Apart from the above, if your skin is sensitive, besan works for you as well as it generally doesn’t have any irritating effects and in fact, it reduces inflammation giving you a soothing and calming feeling on your skin.

Fights Acne and Pimples:

Given its inflammatory properties, besan not only makes your skin calm but also helps you fight acne and pimples. It helps you with access oil and keeps your skin healthy and smooth.

It helps you get rid of the existing ones and prevents more from coming if you use it regularly

Anti-aging:

The protein in besan helps keep skin tone stable and lessen wrinkles and fine lines. Calcium and vitamins B2, B12, and D are found in curd. These nutrients help improve skin texture, enhance its elasticity, and support the regeneration of new skin cells. With consistent use, the besan-curd pack can help your skin stay youthful and vibrant.

Removes blackheads & clears those clogs!

Besan acts as a gentle scrub, clearing out all the gunk from your pores. With regular use, you can get rid of stubborn blackheads. Your face will thank you!

Besan and curd improve the long-term health of your skin. If you use it regularly, it strengthens your skin’s natural barrier, making it more resilient to environmental damage, pollution, and impurities. Curd’s probiotics and antioxidants provide deep nourishment, supporting your skin’s renewal process, while besan promotes smoothness and clarity.

FAQs:

Can men use the besan and curd face pack? Yes, this face pack is suitable for all genders and provides the same benefits, regardless of skin type.

Can the face pack help with sunburn? Yes, the combination of besan and curd helps soothe sunburn due to curd’s cooling properties. It can help reduce redness and promote faster healing.

Can I use the Besan and Curd Face Pack on sensitive skin? Yes, it is generally safe for sensitive skin as besan has anti-inflammatory properties, and curd has a calming effect. However, if you have extremely sensitive skin, consider doing a patch test first.

How long should I leave the face pack on? The ideal time to leave the pack on is around 15-20 minutes. Allow it to partially dry, but do not let it harden completely, as it may cause excess dryness.

Can I use this if I have combination skin? Yes! Besan and curd work harmoniously to address both oily and dry areas of your face skin. Besan absorbs excess oil from your T-zone, while curd hydrates and soothes the drier areas. It’s a great option for those with combination skin, offering balance across your face without over-drying or over-moisturizing any specific area.

Can I store leftover pack for later use? Freshness is crucial with natural ingredients like curd. It’s best to make a fresh batch each time you apply the pack. Storing it for later can lead to the curd souring, which may not be as effective or could even irritate your skin. Always use freshly prepared packs for the best results.

[enfinizatics]

dear americans,

as a polish queer woman and human rights activist, i know exactly how you're feeling right now and what to expect from these elections. i lived through the 2015-2023 regime of pis, a right-wing populist party that divided families in the same way trump did. i’ve experienced the rise of fascism in poland, the influence of far-right parties like konfederacja, and their “santa’s little helpers”—ordo iuris, an ultra-conservative catholic organization (banned in many countries, mind you) that helped enforce a near-total abortion ban and runs anti-queer campaigns in public spaces. i supported the black protests in 2016 as a middle schooler when they first tried to ban abortion. as an adult, i actively participated in the 2020 women’s strike, running from police tear gas daily after they finally passed the ban. i supported friends who faced charges.

i’ve lived through intense homophobia in poland as a queer teen and adult. i survived the first pride march in my hometown, where far-right extremists threw stones and glass at us. i endured the anti-queer propaganda spread by the ruling party in state-owned media. i survived the “rainbow night,” poland’s own stonewall moment in summer 2020, when police arrested around 50 queer activists following the arrest of margo, a nonbinary activist. i survived the "lgbt-free zones," the targeted violence, the slurs from strangers on the street, and the protests i held against queerphobia. it was hard as fuck, but i survived.

but just because i survived, it doesn’t mean others did. many women died because of the abortion ban—marta, justyna, izabela, dorota, joanna, maria, and many others who didn’t survive pis’s draconian anti-abortion laws. milo, kacper, michał, zuzia (she was 12), wiktor, and other queer and trans kids and young adults took their own lives because of the relentless queerphobia.

despite all of this, our experience in poland can serve as a guide now. here are some tips for staying safe and how we, polish queers and women, organized under the regime:

safety first, always. if you know someone who’s had an abortion, no you don’t. if you know someone is trans, no you don’t. if you know people who help with safe abortions, no you don’t—at least not until you know it’s 100% safe to share. if you are queer or have had an abortion, only share this with people you trust fully. most importantly, not everyone has to be an activist just because they’re part of a minority. if it feels unsafe to share that you're queer, trans, etc., then don’t. it doesn’t make you any less queer.

use secure, encrypted messaging like signal for conversations on potentially risky topics, such as queerness, abortion, organizing counter-actions, protests—anything that might be used against you.

stay anonymous online. if you want to research or report something without surveillance, do not use regular internet. get a vpn (mullvad is affordable and reliable), download the tor browser (for both onion and standard links), and if you plan to whistleblow, consider using a riseup email account.

organize and build networks. community is everything now. support each other, foster independence, because your government won’t have your back. set up collectives, grassroots movements. create lists of trusted professionals—lawyers, doctors, etc.—who can offer support.

to lawyers and doctors: please consider pro-bono work. this is what got us through poland’s hardest times. your work will be needed now more than ever.

for protests or risky actions: always write a pro-bono lawyer’s number on your arm with a permanent marker.

get to know the anarchist black cross federation and other resources on safety culture: "Starting an anarchist black cross group: A guide"; Still We Rise - A resource pack for transgender and non-gender conforming people in prison; Safe OUTside the system by the Audre Lorde Project;

for safe abortion info or involvement: get familiar with womenhelpwomen.

stay radical, stay strong, stay informed: The Anarchist Library

if i forgot to (or didn't) include something, don't hesitate to reblog this post with other resources.

[digitalsanshta]

[justthatspiffy]

so much wanting to have the house back

[rawwithlove]

There are few things I love more than packing for a trip lol

[elizzsush]

Fae Courting Rituals | TWST

Diasomnia Dorm X Reader

Lilia X Reader, Sebek X Reader, Malleus X Reader, Silver X Reader

---- Fae are typically taught from a young age certain courting rituals. (Non-Human courting rituals part 3/3)

Note: Was going To add silver to this list. (I know he isn't a fae, but he was raised by one) but was too tired to write for him)

Savanaclaw Ver. | Octavinelle Ver

Sebek:

He starts following you around for some reason.

Seriously, one day he just woke up and decided to not leave you alone. It helped that you guys shared a bundle of classes together.

You had no clue how you befriended the green hair boy. You weren't complaining though, in this school, where everyone is so set in their ways, you liked having the extra layer of protection that was the loud half fae: Sebek.

He was loud and denies it however, whenever you point out he follows you. He claims to not having even realized he was doing such a thing. "I would never follow around a mere human!" He shouted out his claims with a red face.

It could be true. He did get somewhat spacy sometimes if you'd believe it.

He had a packed schedule, or so he claimed, yet he always found time to be around you. It made a warm feeling blossom in your chest, well, of course before he used this time to rant about Malleus. "Wakasama is the most kind and fit ruler of-" He'd ramble, you'd sigh; put your face in your hand and lean a bit closer to him. You enjoyed hearing him so passionate, even if it was... constant.

He didn't have an off switch, that didn't have to be a bad thing.

Plush, you didn't hate his voice. Not that you'd be as loud about your likes as he was for his.

Though you were pretty positive your friends... and most of the students at NRC were in fact sick of his voice. People have also noticed he is more vocal around you.

Which is… a good thing?

The oddest thing happened once. At one point when the two of you were relaxing in ramshackle. A bag of popcorn and a shitty TV you got on sale at Sam's shop. He wasn't being loud for once in his life, instead his attention was focused on the screen.

You two were sitting pretty close together when, he had grabbed your hand and laid his head on yours. Was he... cuddling you?

You couldn't help but smile and continue to watch the movie. You didn't want to comment on it, you knew if you did, he'd probably get up, make a huge deal out of it (with a red face), and leave.

He started rubbing his forehead against yours before he finally pulled away like it never happened. It was oddly affectionate.

You didn't even think he knew that he was doing it.

He began to do these affectionate things while he was focused on something else. Either it be a show at the movie nights you organized with him, or if he was studying a bit to hard with you.

Your friends wondered how you even managed a movie night with the loud boy but you just shrugged.

Eventually, you had to face it: You really like Sebek.

You really liked this brash boy with a thick skull.

You knew however, even if he did like you back. He'd never admit it, let alone go out with you.

It left you with this odd feeling. A dull pain that ranged from a small ache to feeling like Throns were wrapping around your heart, piercing the organ in your chest.

You tried not to let that get you too down. Instead, you watched him across the lunchroom as subconsciously he blew bubbles into his drink, his green eyes finding yours...

So yes, you'd listen to his rants. You'd go out of your way to hang out with him, you'd enjoy his company while you could.

Because you knew, sooner or later, he'd realize it too. The same reality you had to face. And...

well...

He wouldn't face it.

He'd probably turn you away and never speak to you again. And you'd be fine with that. Even if you didn't want to be because you...

Well, let's save that for another day.. "Hey Sebek, lets hang out!"

"I suppose I can make time for you, Human!"

Lilia:

He was out to get you.

You noticed it. Almost everybody noticed it. You just didn't know what you did to him! He'd pop up everywhere and scare you! Right before disappearing away.

This counted as bullying, right?

You were starting to get... slightly paranoid.

You enjoyed Lilia's company, you really did. But you were tired of constantly looking over your shoulder. So, you started to avoid him, just a bit.

Your own personal revenge for the paranoia.

Now, Lilia has lived a long life. He knows what he's doing and is just having fun. He liked you, he did, but he probably isn't going to be that serious about this. He's in it for the vibes.

So when he see's you avoiding him... he well... He serenades you from outside ramshackle.

He makes his intentions very clear with a love song!

A boombox in Sebek's hand, and a tired Silver who followed along because... well Lilia was making Sebek hold a bomb box and traveling in your direction.

Lilia song his heart out for you. "Everybody loves somebody sometime!~ And although my dream was-"

"It is 2am!! The perfect will go out with you tomorrow!" Grim shouted out the window with a grogy done with it tone. After you threw a pillow at them.

NOTE: Sorry this one is short but I have a hard time writing for Lilia

Malleus:

What do you mean? You started courting him first. Very brave of you indeed child of man. He had even commented on it while you handed a piece of treasure!

That was... well, it was a cheap polished rock. It was well... shiny...?

It started very small. He accepted your gift and was expecting a bit more to be honest. Not even he was exactly sure how this courting would work out; he was prepared to be the one to pursue you!

Initially, he sat back and relaxed. Enjoyed the small sense of harmony you two already had and assumed you guys were dating.

Why would he not? He accepted your courting gift, he assumed their were more to come, the next step up to this would be marriage and he wasn’t sure you were ready for that.

However, you noticed this. You were so confused. He’d began to call you “beloved.” Which was a 180.

When did you two…? Huh??

He’s also been more clingy. Not on the sense he’d follow you around but in the sense of a mountain of handwritten letters and the actual sense that he’s in your personal space when you two do hang out.

So… the two of you are just dating now? “Beloved, you haven’t been responding to my letters. Did I do something?”

“Oh, sorry I just haven’t… quite finished all of them.” You glanced at a room that was empty at one time. Now it held a pile of letters.

This was an exaggeration, they’re were a lot but not a whole room full… yet.

Extra??? Silver:

It started like most seedlings of love, with a dream. A simple one, you were sat beside him, the two of you quiet and happy in each others company. The birds sang as you hummed beside him. The boy was content, more so then he had been in his life.

Then, like it was second nature to both of you. You two shared a kiss, and then he woke up.

Usually, he tried not to lose himself to sleep. But tonight all he wanted was to go back to the dream world and hold you. As soon as the realization crossed his mind however, he woke up even more. Had he ever been this awake? “Am I in love…?”

He, not knowing what to do. Went to Lilia, whom was enthusiastic with this news.

You know when parents find out their four year old has a crush? That’s Lilia, except Silver isn’t four. Every time they see you Lilia shoos Silver off too hang out with you. Sadly, with no prior love life to speak of, silver goes along with it.

Though he is embarrassed about it, he hides it well enough.

“Does Lilia think you like me?” You asked all to happily once, hiding your own happiness behind a giggle at the absurd situation he found himself in.

“Uh, yeah…” he’d just smile at you, his head laying on the lunch table as he was about to go to sleep. he loved to see you laugh even if it was somewhat at his expense. However, Sleep tends to escape him when he was near you. Not that he didn’t feel tired, but he didn’t feel as tired. He couldn’t feel angry about it, in fact he was happy about this. It was like you were some temporary cures for his illness.

Lilia would also insist that Silver gift you things. To show he can provide for you, the Silver hair male couldn’t disagree. So, he’d find things that might fancy you.

His bird and squirrel friends also helped him in his venture to gain your affection. Often leaving flowers at your doorstep and small shiny things.

One day you saw the birds and Squirrels run up to your doorstep, one flower at a time, make a gorgeous bouquet.

You made sure to thank him and his animal friends after that.

In return you'd try and make things for him, find things around he or the animals would like. Nuts for squirrels, seeds for the birds, and a deep red rose you plucked from Heartslabyul during the end of an unbirthday party.

He stayed awake for longer than he ever had that night, staring up at the rose in the dark while his dormmate slept. A smile on his lips as he examined every detail of it.

Ace would call it cheesy. The relationship between the two of you was something out of a romance movie he'd say in a more teasing way. Something like, "Is it Tuesday or Wednesday he's going to chase after you to an airport?" and then roll his eyes. You tell Ace to shut up while looking away with a face as red as riddle's hair.

It was after a test, you pulled your test paper out of your bag ready to check your score after preparing for disappointment when a blue bird swopped down and took it!

You cursed and chased after the bird, rushing past students and looking crazy, eventually you ended up in the forest next to the school.

You were sure you looked ever crazier than you had been running in the school halls, because now you had leaves in your hair, and your shoes were all muddy now...

Eventually, the birds placed the test paper, face down on a certain boy's chest. "Silver... Are you asleep?" You smiled and knelt beside him, a small smile on your face. Rolling your eyes at the perpetually sleeping boy. You sat beside him for a moment taking a deep breath before you grabbed your test.

You almost preferred it this way, to have him here, even if he wasn't fully here. It helped your nerves somewhat. An even bigger smile graced your face as you turned the paper, and a large B was printed at the top.

Standing up, you gifted your friend a small kiss on his forehead and wandered off back to school.

Well, you were stopped by a small, sleepy voice. "Y/N...?"

___________________________

Note: It was this or clean my depression room... Anyway, I want to expand on Sebek's small scenario because I know if it was its own imagine I could make it really good.

Would ya'll enjoy that...?

ANYWAY, these small series is competed! (Unless...?) Thank you for reading them and thanks for reading the note. Not a lot of people do that. Myself included.

I have a hard time writing for Diasomnia...

[viiioca]

i love heavensward: a series of bulletin points

your last ally in all the city-states is an elf who would unironically lick the sweat from your armpits in front of the entire congregation. he begs his dad to let you couch surf. one of his brothers admits to your face that he wished you would die

two members of the swiss guard arrest your children so you punch them in the neck until the judge says you're free to go. the pope personally calls you to apologize for the trouble

ilberd tries and fails to hotbox you to death

a hot elf wife takes you on vacation to a nest full of cool bugs

anytime there's a serious moment estinien challenges the tone of the scene by pulling a giant novelty eyeball out of his pants which is played 100% straight every single time. not a single soul questions this or reacts in surprise

the prettiest elf in the world gets arrested trying to yell at his dad

Occupy The Vatican Right Fucking Now!!!!

the pope stances on the deck of an airship and flies away into the sunset after his eunuch traumatizes you

the emperor of garlemald shows up to call you a dipshit, leaves, and then you don't see him personally again for 1.5 expansion packs

we summon a naked catgirl and the first thing tataru does is give her a pair of louboutins and put a bow on her little kitty tail. she is the most deadly serious person in the entire organization

you take a quick detour to visit the angriest woman who's ever lived who calls you and everyone you're with a pointless dumbfuck moron shit idiot (affectionate). then she gives you a gun she invented that sharlayan banned for being too cool

theres a flying allagan war crimes factory full of broken robots who think you're stupid. an entire legion of garleans are abandoned here to form a feral colony with the escaped lab animals. the robots make fun of them

the dad of all the dragons on the whole planet calls you his favorite in front of his real child who he hasnt talked to in 4000 years

an evil wizard tries to get revenge on you for killing his cousin but the pope loads his soul into a bong and takes the fattest rip. the next time you meet him you mostly learn about how much his wife bullied him

estinien picks up a second eyeball. surprise development!: there is an angry dragon ghost living in the eyeballs

thancred gets punched in the face

you watch two dragon brothers fight because one called the other's dead wife a foul and trifling hoe

you save your friend through the power of friendship, and littering. as soon as he feels better he jumps out of a window and doesnt talk to you for two years

the guy from the box art wont stop trying to kill you because he is actually john videogames: astral traveler

after 15 hours of wondering what happened to all the scions and learning just the ones you've been able to FIND were flung into the afterlife, you discover lyse and papalymo are fine. they werent even hurt. they have been playing desert dress up with the ala mhigans while youve been freezing your pussy off trying to end a multigenerational religious war with the dragons and depose a corrupt head of state. they tried to send one letter and then gave up

the consequences of littering catch up with you. in eorzea, the fine is $Giant Dragon

[ilookattextile]

I got a job at a Ukrainian museum.

On the first day someone asks me if I have any Ukrainian heritage. I say I had ancestors from Odesa, but they were Jewish, so they weren’t considered Ukrainian, and they wouldn’t have considered themselves Ukrainian. My job is every day I go through boxes of Ukrainian textiles and I write a physical description, take measurements, take photographs, and upload everything into the database. I look up “Jewish” in the database and there is no result. 

Some objects have no context at all, some come with handwritten notes or related documents. I look at thick hand-spun, hand-woven linen heavy with embroidery. Embroidery they say can take a year or more. I think of someone dressed for a wedding in their best clothes they made with their own hands. Some shirts were donated with photographs of the original owners dressed in them, for a dance at the Ukrainian Labour Temple, in 1935. I handle the pieces carefully, looking at how they fit the men in the photos, and how they look almost a hundred years later packed in acid-free tissue. One of the men died a few years later, in the war. He was younger than I am now. The military archive has more photographs of him with his mother, his father, his fiancé. I take care in writing the catalogue entry, breathing in the history, getting tearful. 

I imagine people dressed in their best shirts at Easter, going around town in their best shirts burning the houses of Jews, in their best shirts, killing Jews. A shirt with dense embroidery all over the sleeves and chest has a note that says it is from Husiatyn. I look it up and find that it was largely a Jewish town, and Ukrainians lived in the outskirts. There is a fortress synagogue from the Renaissance period, now abandoned. 

When my partner Aaron visits I take him to an event at the museum where a man shows his collection of over fifty musical instruments from Ukraine, and he plays each one. Children are seated on the floor at the front. We’re standing in a corner, the room full of Ukrainians, very aware that we look like Jews, but not sure if anyone recognizes what that looks like anymore. Aaron gets emotional over a song played on the bandura. 

A note with a dress says it came from the Buchach region. I find a story of Jewish life in Buchach in the early twentieth century, preparing to flee as the Nazis take over. I cry over this.

I’m cataloguing a set of commemorative ribbons that were placed on the grave of a Ukrainian Nationalist leader, Yevhen Konovalets, after he was assassinated. The ribbons were collected and stored by another Nationalist, Andriy Melnyk, who took over leadership after Konovalets’ death. The ribbons are painted or embroidered with messages honouring the dead politician. I start to recognize the word for “leader”, the Cyrillic letters which make up the name of the colonel, the letters “OYH” which stand for Organization of Ukrainian Nationalists (OUN in English). The OUN played a big part in the Lviv pogroms in 1941, I learn. The Wikipedia article has a black and white image of a woman in her underwear, running in terror from a man and a young boy carrying a stick of wood. The woman’s face is dark, her nose may be bleeding. Her underwear is torn, her breast exposed. I’m measuring, photographing, recording the stains and loose threads in the banners that honour men who would have done this to me. 

Every day I can’t stop looking at my phone, looking up the news from Gaza, tapping through Instagram stories that show what the news won’t. Half my family won’t talk to the other half, after I share an article by a scholar of Holocaust and genocide studies, who says Israel is committing a genocide. My dad makes a comment that compares Gaza to the Warsaw Ghetto. This gets him in trouble. My aunt says I must have learned this antisemitism at university, but there is no excuse for my dad. 

This morning I see images from Israeli attacks in the West Bank, where they are not at war. There are naked bodies on the dusty ground. I’m not sure if they are alive. This is what I think of when I see the image from the Lviv pogrom. If what it means for Jews to be safe from oppression is to become the oppressor, I don’t want safety. I don’t want to speak about Jews as if we are one People, because I have so little in common with those in green uniforms and tanks. I am called a self-hating Jew but I think I am a self-reflecting Jew.

I don’t know how to articulate how it feels to be handling objects which remind me of Jewish traumas I inherited only from history classes and books. Textiles hold evidence of the bodies that made them and used them. I measure the waist of a skirt and notice that it is the same as my waist size. I think of clothing and textiles that were looted from Jewish homes during pogroms. I think of clothing and textiles that were looted from Palestinian homes during the ongoing Nakba. Clothes hold the shape of the body that once dressed in them. Sometimes there are tears, mends, stains. I am rummaging through personal belongings in my nitrile gloves. 

I am hands-on learning about the violence caused by Ukrainian Nationalism while more than nine thousand Palestinians have been killed by the State of Israel in three weeks, not to mention all those who have been killed in the last seventy-five years of occupation, in the name of the Jewish Nation, the Jewish People — me? If we (and I am hesitant to say “we”) learned anything from the centuries of being killed, it was how to kill. This should not have been the lesson learned. Zionism wants us to feel constantly like the victims, like we need to defend ourself, like violence is necessary, inevitable. I need community that believes in freedom for all, not just our own People. I need the half of my family who believes in this necessary “self-defence” to remember our history, and not just the one that ends happily ever after with the creation of the State of Israel. Genocide should not be this controversial. We should not be okay with this. 

Tomorrow I will go to work and keep cataloguing banners that honour the leader of an organization which led pogroms. I will keep checking the news, crying into my phone, coordinating with organizers about our next actions, grappling with how we can be a tiny part in ending this genocide that the world won’t acknowledge, out of guilt over the ones it ignored long ago. 

[herbhaat]

Aloe Vera Powder – এলোভেরা/ঘৃতকুমারী পাউডার।

প্রশান্তি এবং পুনরুজ্জীবিত করার বৈশিষ্ট্যঃ

অ্যালোভেরা উদ্ভিদে ৭৫ টিরও বেশি সক্রিয় উপাদান রয়েছে। অ্যালোভেরার পাতায় অ্যান্টিঅক্সিডেন্ট, বারবেলোইনস এবং অন্যান্য স্যাপোনিন, ভিটামিন সি, ই এবং মিনারেল বেশি পরিমাণে থাকে, যা ত্বকের নিরাময়কে উৎসাহিত করে, এর প্রাকৃতিক দৃঢ়তা এবং স্থিতিস্থাপকতা উন্নত করে। এটির শীতল এবং ময়শ্চারাইজিং বৈশিষ্ট্য শুষ্ক বা ক্ষতিগ্রস্থ ত্বক (রোদে পোড়া) এবং চুলকে শীতল করে ও ক্ষতিপূরণ করে।

প্রাকৃতিক, বিশুদ্ধ এবং সহজে মিশ্রিতঃ

আমাদের জৈব অ্যালোভেরা পাতার পাউডার অভ্যন্তরীণ অ্যালোভেরা জেল সহ পুরো অ্যালোভেরা পাতাগুলিকে ছায়ায় শুকিয়ে নেওয়া থেকে প্রাপ্ত। এটি ১০০% খাঁটি, সম্পূর্ণ প্রাকৃতিক, রঙে হালকা বাদামী, এবং স্বাদে তিক্ত।

ব্যাবহারবিধি – প্রসাধনী এবং ব্যক্তিগত যত্নেঃ

প্রাকৃতিক, জৈব পুনরুজ্জীবিত উপাদান হিসাবে, বিশেষত হেয়ার কন্ডিশনার, হেয়ার মাস্ক, স্কাল্প ট্রিটমেন্ট এসব ক্ষেত্রে ব্যবহার করা হয়। আমাদের অ্যালোভেরা পাউডারটি মুখের মাস্ক, বডি স্ক্রাব, নখের চিকিত্সা, ক্লিনজার এবং ত্বক পোড়ার ওষুধে ত্বকের ময়েশ্চারাইজার হিসাবেও ব্যবহার করা হয়।

এলোভেরা ত্বকের আদ্রতা বজায় রাখে ।

এলোভেরা ব্রন এবং দাগ দূর করতে সাহায্য করে ।

স্ট্রেচমার্ক দূর করতে সাহায্য করে।

স্কিনের ডেড সেল দূর করে ।

এলোভেরা চুল পরা কমিয়ে, চুল ঘন এবং সুন্দর করে তোলে।

চুলের “পি-এইচ” এর ভারসাম্য রক্ষা করতে সাহায্য করে

খুশকি দূর করে এবং স্ক্যাল্পের সমস্যা সমাধানে সাহায্য করে।

Herb Haat এ অ্যালোভেরা পাউডার/গুঁড়া অর্ডার করতে পারেন। আমাদের শপ পেজে অ্যালোভেরা সহ আরও অন্যান্য প্রোডাক্ট রয়েছে যা ছেলে ও মেয়ে উভয়ের জন্য খুবই ভালো কার্যকরী।

Aloe Vera Powder

Soothing and revitalizing properties: Aloe vera plant contains more than 75 active ingredients. Aloe vera leaves are high in antioxidants, Barbaloins, and other saponins, vitamins C, E, and minerals, which promote skin healing, improving its natural firmness and elasticity. It’s cooling and moisturizing properties cool and repair dry or damaged skin (sunburn) and hair.

Directions for use – In cosmetics and personal care: Used as a natural, organic rejuvenating ingredient, especially in hair conditioners, hair masks, and scalp treatments. Our aloe vera powder is also used as a skin moisturizer in face masks, body scrubs, nail treatments, cleansers, and skin burn remedies.

Aloe vera keeps the skin moist. Aloe vera helps in removing acne and blemishes. Helps remove stretch marks. Removes dead skin cells. Aloe vera reduces hair loss and makes hair thick and beautiful. Helps to balance the “P-H” of the hair Eliminates dandruff and helps in solving scalp problems.

What is Aloe Vera?

Aloe Vera is a cactus-like plant that grows in hot, dry climates all over the world. It is cultivated for agricultural and medicinal uses. It is found in many consumer products including beverages, skin lotion, cosmetics, or ointments for minor burns and sunburns.

Aloe Vera Properties

Aloe Vera plants contain more than 75 active constituents. Aloe Vera leaf contains Antioxidants, Barbaloinsand other Saponins, vitamins C, E & Minerals in higher amounts, which promote the healing of the skin and improve its natural firmness and elasticity. Its cool and moisturizing properties soothe, quench and replenish dry or damaged skin (sunburns) & Hair. It also soothes and reduces irritation in the digestive tract.

Why is it bitter, how can I mask its bitterness?

Our Aloe Vera powder is whole plant powder which is made from drying the outer leaf, inner latex, and Aloe gel, and it is inherently bitter in flavor. There is minimal processing involved, and no preservatives or masking agents are added to the product to improve the taste.

Place all the ingredients in a small bowl, stir well and prepare the paste.

Apply the paste with clean hands or a brush to the entire face.

Leave on for a few minutes up to a half hour and rinse off for a glow.

Store extra paste in a jar with a lid—it will last a few months.