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diannedazzlesskinbeautydelights · 7 months ago

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The Perfect At-Home Manicure: Gel Nails Extensions

Do your nails ever look dull, short, or just simply unkempt? Having beautiful, polished gel nails extensions can make all the difference in finishing off a put-together look. While visiting the salon for manicures and pedicure produces fabulous results, it can get pricey fast. Luckily, with a bit of practice, you can give yourself a salon-worthy mani-pedi right from the comfort of your home. Read on to learn all about at-home gel manicures, pedicure best practices, and how to apply acrylic nails.

Gel Nails extensions at Home

Gel manicures have become popular in recent years due to their ultra-glossy finish and long-lasting wear. The gel polish is cured under an LED or UV nail lamp, allowing it to harden on the nail rather than air dry. This gives the color serious staying power—oftentimes 14 days or longer before any chips appear.

The best at-home gel manicure kits contain everything you need to achieve a flawless, chip-free gel mani, including:

Gel polish in various colors

Nail primer

Base and top coat

LED lamp

Manicure tools

Before applying gel polish, start by filing and buffing your nails into the desired shape. Push back and trim any overgrown cuticles with a cuticle pusher and nail clipper. Then, thoroughly wash your hands with soap and water and allow the nails to dry completely. Swipe on the nail primer, allowing it to dry. This helps the gel polish adhere properly.

Paint on a thin layer of gel base coat, cure in the lamp per package directions, and follow with two thin coats of gel color, curing in between each layer. Finish with a gel top coat to make the manicure extra glossy and hard-wearing. Cure one final time. The entire process takes 30-40 minutes.

With the right prep and products, you can achieve stunning, salon-grade gel nails from the comfort of your home. They will withstand everyday activities and look freshly manicured for weeks.

Pampering Pedicures at Home

Caring for your feet is just as important as your manicure when it comes to overall beauty maintenance. Professional pedicure services groom feet and toenails, removing dead skin and massaging in hydration. The results are sandal-ready feet that feel soft and renewed.

Recreate the pedicure experience at home with this simple routine:

Soak feet in warm water mixed with Epsom salts, coconut oil, or essential oils for 10-15 minutes to soften skin and cuticles. Rub any particularly rough areas with a pumice stone. Rinse feet and pat dry with a clean towel.

Use cuticle clippers to trim overgrown cuticles, then gently push them back with an orangewood stick. File toenails into the desired shape using a crystal nail file. Buff nails to smooth ridges if necessary.

Give yourself a foot massage by applying moisturizing lotion or foot cream and kneading pressure points with your fingers or knuckles. This stimulates circulation. Slip on a pair of cotton socks and allow products to absorb for 5-10 minutes.

Paint nails in your polish shade of choice. Use a concealer brush dipped in acetone around the edges for extra precision for a salon-style finish.

Indulge your feet in this soothing spa-like treatment once a week or whenever they need a little TLC. Consistent at-home pedicures will keep feet looking and feeling soft, healthy, and beautiful.

DIY Acrylic Nails near me Application

Acrylic nails are valued for their natural-looking length and flexibility. Typically applied by professionals, you can also learn to apply acrylic nails safely at home with some patience and practice. Here is a step-by-step overview:

Start by thoroughly washing your hands to remove dirt, oil, and moisturizer residue. Trim natural nails short and file into the desired shape. Then, push back the cuticles with a cuticle pusher. This is important so the acrylic can adhere directly to the natural nail plate.

Apply nail dehydrator and primer. These act like glue, allowing acrylic powder and liquid to bond properly to the natural nail. Have all supplies nearby and workable: acrylic powder, liquid monomer, an application brush, and tips if using.

Please select the right nail tip size and use adhesive to secure them to the end of each natural nail. They should fit perfectly to each nail, never overlapping the edges. If not using tips, proceed to the next step.

Use the application brush to pick up a small, wet bead of powder and liquid monomer. Carefully press it onto the nail, brushing back and forth to create an even surface and seamless edge against the cuticles and sidewalls. Repeat this process until the desired thickness and extension length are built.

Shape and refine the acrylic nails using gentle filing motions. Avoid filing too aggressively at the stress area to prevent cracking, which occurs within the natural nail and acrylic overlay. Finish by buffing for a natural glow.

It takes time to perfect acrylic application. Starting with just a few nails helps develop technique. With regular practice, you can successfully do a full set from home. Be sure to infill growth and soak off/reapply every 2-3 weeks to prevent lifting and maintain healthy nails.

Treat Yourself Salon visits undoubtedly pamper and beautify, but they aren’t always practical or affordable. With the right guidance, tricks, and tools, you can indulge in professional-looking gel manicures, pedicures, and acrylic nails from the comfort of your home. Pay attention to key tips that promote safe, healthy nail care practices, too. Go ahead and treat yourself!

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i-am-a-closet-fanfic-fiend · 6 years ago

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Stepping Up ~ Bucky x Reader (Part 4/12)

A/N: Hi my lovelies! I hope you’re all having a fabulous weekend! Thank you all so much for all of the love you’ve been sending my way, I’m overwhelmed by all you fabulous humans. I can’t say thank you enough.

Summary: Before and after the bachelorette party you have some moments with Bucky.

Characters/Pairings: “Bucky x Reader” (”fake”), Penny, Dylan, Zoe

Rating: T

Warnings: Language, Innuendo, drinking (they’re legal)

Word Count: 2787 (I may have gotten carried away)

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You fluffed your hair a few times before applying a coat of red lipstick that matched the wedges you were wearing.

“Well, hello, gorgeous,” Penny grinned as she poked her head into your room.

“Hello, yourself, beautiful. I love your dress.”

The tight white dress accentuated her slim build.

“Thanks. I got it on sale last week. Are you almost ready to go?”

“Yep. I just need to grab my purse.”

You unplugged your phone and triple checked for your ID and credit card before slipping both into the black clutch.

“Have you seen Bucky? I want to say goodbye before we leave.”

“He’s in the den playing video games with Dylan,” she reported as you eased your way down the stairs. “Bucky’s really great. I’m glad you two finally got together. You deserve to be happy.”

“Thanks, Penny.” You felt a little bad for lying to her but you pushed it away. You’d tell her when everything was over.

The boys were too engrossed in their video game to notice you and Penny standing in the doorway, so you pointedly cleared your throat.

“Ahem.”

When they turned to look at you, their jaws dropped in unison as their characters simultaneously got blown up.

“So is this what you plan to do all evening? Video games and beer?” you asked as you strutted towards Bucky, lifting his jaw with your index finger.

“Well what else are we supposed to do while we’re missing you terribly?” Bucky asked as you perched on the arm of his chair.

“Good answer,” you murmured and booped the tip of his nose.

Dylan and Penny were lost in their own little world as you focused on Bucky whose eyes were considerably darker than normal.

“See something you like, Buck?”

“Lots,” he rumbled as his hand rested on your knee. “You should wear this dress more often.”

“Only if you take me dancing.”

“I think I could manage that.”

“Oh really?” you asked with an arched eyebrow.

“Why do you sound so surprised?”

“Maybe because the one night you’ve come out with us in the entire time I’ve been on the team you sat at the bar the entire night.”

“Well, I thoroughly enjoyed the view that night. Besides you said dancing not clubbing. And I’ll be more than happy to take you on a spin to some 40’s music.”

“You think you’ve still got some moves?”

“Is that a challenge?” He balked.

“Would I challenge you?”

“Yes.”

He was immediately on his feet pulling you close. He hummed an upbeat tune as he tried to lindy with you. He was surprisingly good but you had no idea what you were doing and just did your best not to fall on your face – not that Bucky would ever let that happen. When you were breathless from giggling, he spun you away from him and then back in and dipped you.

His blue eyes were bright with excitement as he smirked down at you.

“So what do you think, doll? Do I still have some moves?”

“Maybe a few,” you panted.

“What’s going on in here?”

Bucky’s grip on your hip tightened in response to Zoe’s wheedling voice, and he pulled you up so you were standing next to him as Zoe puffed out her chest and strode over to you.

“Hi there. I’m y/n’s older, prettier cousin, Zoe.” When you and Bucky simply stared at her, she faked a giggle. “Just kidding. And who might you be?”

“Bucky, y/n’s boyfriend,” he answered tersely, just barely above a growl.

You hid your smile as you rubbed his shoulders reassuringly. Zoe however seemed unfazed.

“Well it’s so nice to meet you.”

“I take it the limo’s here.”

“You really are the smartest cookie in the batch aren’t you, cuz?”

Not wanting to get in a fight, you ignored the jab and turned to the happy couple.

“Come on, Penny. The girls are waiting in the limo.”

“You go ahead. I think I’d rather stay in,” she waved you off, not looking away from Dylan.

“No, no. I get you tonight. Dylan gets you for the rest of your life.”

“Thank heavens for that,” Dylan beamed.

You couldn’t help but aww at the couple in front of you. However the moment was ruined when Zoe fake gagged and you shot her a glare when you saw how Penny deflated.

“Come on,” you coaxed softly. “There’s a sash and a tiara waiting for you in the limo.”

“Ooh! A tiara? Really?”

“Yes. Now kiss your fiancé goodbye and let’s go.”

“Yes ma’am.”

She quickly pecked Dylan on the lips as you kissed Bucky on the cheek.

“Have fun, doll.”

“You too.”

“Not much of a kiss,” Zoe muttered under her breath and you chose to ignore it.

You were considerably drunker than you intended to be when you passed an even drunker Penny off to a groggy Dylan at four in the morning.

After that you tried to sneak into your room. However, you stubbed your toe, dropped your shoes, and swore very loudly. You looked up to see if you’d woken Bucky only to realize that he hadn’t been asleep at all. He was sitting up in bed in just a tank top and his boxers, reading the first Game of Thrones book with only the side table light on.

“Hi,” you mumbled sheepishly.

“Hi. Did you have a good night, doll?” he asked as he got out of bed to help you.

You hadn’t really made it past the doorway, caught off guard by how nice it was to come home to him in your bed.

“Yeah. It was a lot of fun. But I missed you,” you pouted as you began to walk towards him only to stumble into his arms.

“Easy there, doll. Let’s get you to bed.”

“I’m so glad you came with me. I love pretending to be your girlfriend,” you babbled. “Do you wanna know a secret?”

“Not if you wouldn’t tell me sober,” he chuckled as he unzipped your dress and tugged it up over your head.

He sat you on the bed as he rummaged around for your pajamas, but they weren’t in the drawer he expected. So after a cursory look through the other drawers he took his own t-shirt out and put it on you.

“Mmm. This smells like you. I wanna keep this one. The other one I stole form you doesn’t smell like you anymore,” you grumbled.

“Which shirt of mine did you steal?”

“Green v-neck sweater. So soft,” you slurred.

He smiled as he scooped you up and tucked you under the covers.

“I knew I didn’t leave it on vacation,” he mumbled to himself.

“I was going to tell you a secret,” you suddenly remembered. “What was I going to tell you? Oh yeah. I love pretending to be your girlfriend.”

“You already told me that, doll. Come on, drink some water.”

You sipped on the water he handed you.

“But I didn’t tell you that I wish I wasn’t pretending.”

Bucky froze and looked directly at you.

“So do I,” he admitted after a long moment.

“Bucky, can I kiss you?”

“Not tonight, doll.”

Even in your drunken state your heart broke a little and you quickly moved to lie down facing the wall.

“Hey, now,” Bucky sighed, turning your chin so you were forced to look him in the eye. “Let me be clear. I want to kiss you. But I need you to be sure,” his expression was earnest and you wanted to believe him. “If you wake up tomorrow and still want to kiss me… well then I hope you didn’t have plans for the morning,” he wiggled his eyebrows making you laugh. “Come on, doll. Let’s get some sleep.”

He reached behind him to turn off the lamp plunging the room into the darkness.

“I know you won’t kiss me, but will you hold me?” you asked in a small voice.

“I’m never letting go,” he whispered as he pulled you into his arms.

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

You woke up with a splitting headache, but you were still wrapped in Bucky’s arms which seemed to dull the pain.

“Good morning, doll,” he whispered as you rolled over to face him. “How ya feeling?”

“Like I did after I snuck some of Thor’s mead,” you groaned.

He chuckled at the memory. Nothing had been able to coax you out of that hangover.

“What time is it?” you asked after giving up on trying to make sense of the clock on the wall.

“It’s just after ten. You’ve got a couple hours before you have to get up and go to your fitting.”

“Oh shit. I forgot about that. Thanks for reminding me.”

“No problem.”

His arms suddenly weren’t around you and you whined, “Where are you going?”

“I’m here, doll. Just getting you some water and aspirin.”

“It can wait,” you mumbled.

“You’ll thank me later.”

In the time it took him to speak, he had already slipped his arms back around you and tugged you into a sitting position. You gratefully swallowed the pills before cuddling back into his chest, finally noticing you were wearing his shirt.

“I’m sorry. I must have raided your things last night.”

“You didn’t. Don’t worry.”

“Then how did I end up in your shirt?”

You tilted your head back so you could look at him and noticed the slight tinge of pink in his cheeks.

“I uh… sort of helped. I looked for you pajamas, but I couldn’t find them. Figured my shirt would do the trick.”

“It did. It’s super comfy. Thank you, Buck. Sorry if I woke you last night.”

“I was still up.”

“Nightmare?” you asked, concern filling you.

“Just restless. New place,” he added as an explanation.

“Right of course. I’m so sorry. I should have been home sooner.”

“Doll, you’re supposed to enjoy this week. I’m not an added responsibility. I’m here for you this week. I was perfectly fine, I just read some of my book.”

“I just don’t want you losing sleep because of me.”

“I didn’t. I slept just fine once you were home. And honestly 6 hours is more than I usually get. So I should be thanking you.”

“How about you thank me after a few more hours?” You suggested as you let your head drop back to his chest.

“Sounds like a plan.”

Bucky’s hand was warm on your lower back as he rubbed circles in to your hip, and you couldn’t help yourself as you traced the ribbing of his tank top. And before you knew it, you had dropped back off to sleep.

The next time you woke up it was because Bucky was shaking you.

“I’m sorry, doll, but you gotta get up. Your fitting is in an hour.”

Ignoring him you hitched yourself higher so your cheek was resting on his shoulder and you had to resist the urge to kiss along his jaw.

“Come on, doll. Up you get. If you go shower I can make you breakfast.”

You knew he was right but that didn’t stop you from nuzzling into his neck; Bucky couldn’t stop the soft groan that slipped from his lips.

“You know I normally get breakfast in bed when I’m hungover.”

“Yeah, but I promised not to let you go.”

You could feel him grinning into your hair, and despite the slight fluttering of your heart there was a pang of unease. You felt like you were missing something.

Before you could ask, there was a loud knock on the door that made you wince.

“Come on, sleepy head! Get up! Being hungover is not a valid excuse for you not having a dress that fits on my wedding day,” Penny called through the door.

You groaned as Bucky laughed.

“I told you. Come on. You shower and I’ll have breakfast waiting for you when you come down.”

“You’re the best,” you mumbled and kissed under his chin and rolled onto your back, dropping your head to the pillow.

“Um, doll.”

“Yeah?”

“You’re not moving.”

“Oh yeah.”

You reluctantly disentangled yourself from Bucky. He climbed out of the other side and started pulling out clothes as you made your way into the bathroom.

As you showered, you tried to remember the end of the night.

After final call at 2, the party had broken up. You were still relatively sober at that point and ensured that everyone got home safe before taking a giddy and affectionate Penny home. When the two of you got back to the house, she produced a bottle of peach schnapps and dragged you out to the old playhouse.

After a few belts of that you had joined her in a nice happy drunk state. You caught up and gossiped for a couple of hours before Penny started to drift off and you knew you had to get her inside.

Everything else was a bit fuzzy – just flashes of Bucky changing you and taking care of you and then…

“Oh god. What have I done?” you whispered to yourself.

You had told Bucky you had wanted to date him. You had asked if you could kiss him. And he turned you down. You felt your heart stutter and then shatter. You had most assuredly just lost your best friend.

But then why was he so cuddly this morning. Maybe you hadn’t lost him completely…

You lingered in the shower for as long as possible, not wanting to see Bucky. When the hot water ran out, you reluctantly got out and dressed for the day.

You could hear Bucky and the rest of your family laughing in the kitchen as you hovered outside.

“You know they say those who listen in are bound to hear people speak ill of them. Although, I doubt anything bad about you will come from that man,” Your father’s comment from behind you made you jump before you hugged him.

“Hi, Dad.”

“Welcome home, honey. Your boyfriend has made quite the impression.”

“On mom and Aunt Meg maybe.”

“On everybody,” your father corrected.

“You met him?”

“Last night while you girls were out. I would have appreciated a little more warning though. That way I could have been cleaning my shotgun when you arrived.”

You rolled your eyes.

“You don’t own a shotgun dad.”

“My baseball bat then?”

“Dad,” you groaned.

“I’m only joking. But I was a little surprised you didn’t tell your mother and me.”

“Are you going to lecture me now?”

“No. Like I said. He’s made quite the impression. On me as well. It’s obvious he’s crazy about you, so he gets my vote.”

“Not crazy enough,” you muttered.

“What was that?”

“Nothing. I’m glad you like him, dad.”

“I’m glad you found a good guy. I have to go pick up some chairs for the ceremony. I’ll see you later, honey.”

“Okay. Bye, dad.”

He kissed the top of your head before hurrying out the front door.

You knew Bucky had probably heard your entire conversation so you decided to make your presence known.

“Good morning,” you greeted as you stepped into the kitchen.

Your mom and aunt were seated at the kitchen table while Bucky cooked at the stove. Dylan had his arms around Penny’s waist as she perched on a stool at the island, devouring a large stack of pancakes.

“Good morning, sweetheart,” your mom greeted.

“Morning, doll. Perfect timing,” he grinned gesturing to the pan that he was flipping pancakes out of.

You knew that was no coincidence and you couldn’t help but smiled despite the ache in your heart. He kissed your temple as he slid the loaded plate in front of you.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. You look beautiful this morning.”

When you glanced at the clock on the wall you realized you needed to get going, so you scarfed down the food and chugged a cup of coffee, grateful that Bucky had made you take aspirin.

“Is my dress at the tailor’s on Elm?”

“Yes.”

“Alright, I better get going.”

“Wait up. I’ll drive you,” Dylan offered.

“You don’t need to do that. I have the car.”

“No. I’ve got to go pick up my tux anyway.”

“Okay. Thanks.”

He nodded and grabbed his keys from the rack by the door, swinging them around his finger.

“I’ll see you later, beautiful,” he smiled before kissing Penny firmly.

“Drive safe. And don’t forget to pick up the wine for tomorrow.”

“I won’t.”

You weren’t sure how to say bye to Bucky so you opted to hug him quickly before escaping with Dylan, ignoring the questioning glances from him. You would sort that out later.

A/N: Soooo ummm yeah... feel free to scream here . Thank you so much for reading and I hope you enjoyed it!

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timeoutotour · 6 years ago

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Overcast Clouds, 11°C

Carretera de Lastres, 40, 33330 Colunga, Asturias, Spain

Tuesday 2nd April and what a difference a day makes. I would really enjoy recounting on the fabulous weather we are enjoying here in “Sunny Spain” compared to how cold and miserable it is back home, but alas it would be a sham. Yesterday afternoon whilst walking past the local pharmacy temperature gauge it was reading 23C. This morning when leaving our Aire for pastures new, a lowly and very chilly 10C. It really is bloody cold and not perhaps what we were expecting. Thankfully our diesel heater is keeping us toasty of an evening and we were practical enough to pack hats and gloves, thermals and warm winter coats. We very much enjoyed our time at the last Aire, the proprietor Luisa was a lovely host and will be missed. This morning after enjoying another hot shower we said our farewells and set off for nearby Comillas , only about twenty minutes driving . We found it to be a very unusual and interesting mix of architecture,for example Rhian can be seen posing next to a garden wall designed by Gouda the architect of the Sagrada Familia in Barcelona. Although most of the restaurants and bars were closed we sensed that preparations were very much under way for the forthcoming Easter holidays. After spending a couple of hours exploring the town we decided to head toward San Vicente de la Barquera , but on arrival found it to be overcrowded and not particularly motorhome friendly so decided to press on West about an hours drive away to Lastres an old fishing village . We were lucky to find a lovely spot off the road with a splendid view over the nearby coastline and it was a no brainer that this would be our overnighter. Two French Vans are joining us here tonight and as I write this , rain is spitting against the van and the forecast is for showers for the next week ! Beunas Noches

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rad0529 · 2 years ago

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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Belsira 50s Dorrie Wool Coat in Black Size Small NWT.

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outfitandtrend · 3 years ago

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tashafood · 4 years ago

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Lavender Chocolate Truffles @ Tashasartisanfoods

This is no empty promise. The loveliest chocolates can be made right in your kitchen. And truffles are the easiest to start with. There is just one ratio you need to keep in mind- 2 parts chocolate and 1 part cream. Since this recipe has only three ingredients, it’s important we use the best quality ones.

Nowadays, procuring excellent chocolate is not a difficult task. Most of the supermarkets and online stores carry wonderful brands, international as well as domestic. I particularly enjoy the vegan Indian brands in the market now. You can use any of your choice. The other ingredient here is cream. I just go with any of the known local brands. They work very well here. In this recipe though, I went dairy free with coconut cream. Thanks to all the infused lavender, there is no coconut flavour at all.

Dried lavender is a delight! Its distinctive, soft floral notes brighten up any confection, like in these Lavender & Lemon Madeleines and Lavender Scones. Its wonderful for making infused waters, tea, salad dressings, jellies, icecreams…and with chocolate, it works like a charm! You can buy it easily online and if you’re in Delhi/Gurgaon area, do look up Mittal Teas in Sundar Nagar. They keep a stock of this too.

You can play around with any flavouring of your choice. Add some coffee, chai masala, pumpkin spice, maybe even some peanut or almond butter. You can roll them in cocoa powder, ground almonds/hazelnuts/pistachios, dip them in chocolate or just eat them plain. They are rich, decadent and absolutely irresistible! Perfect as fuss-free dessert when entertaining or for gifting.

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Lavender Chocolate Truffles

Just 3 ingredients & a little bit of your time... that's all you need to make the most exquisite vegan Lavender Chocolate Truffles! All your chocolate cravings end here, I promise!

Servings: 20 Truffles

Author: Natasha Minocha

Ingredients

· 200 gms Coconut Cream You can use regular cream too.

· 2 tbsp Dried Lavender

· 400 gms Dairy free chocolate or Dark chocolate (70%) chips room temperature

· 100 gms Dairy free chocolate or Dark chocolate (70%) chips melted, for coating

Instructions

1. Combine the cream and dried lavender in a small saucepan. On low heat, bring to a gentle simmer. Take off the heat immediately and let the mixture cool for 10-15 minutes. This helps the lavender get infused in the cream.

2. Strain the lavender cream mixture. Make sure you get the last bit of cream out of the lavender. That's the good bit!

3. Add the warm cream to 400gms of chocolate chips in a medium-size bowl. Gently stir till all chocolate is melted and is smooth and shiny.

4. Transfer to a shallow bowl and refrigerate for 30-40 minutes. Using a small cookie scoop or a tablespoon, scoop out small balls.

5. I like to refrigerate these for 10-15 minutes. Roll into smooth balls and refrigerate again for a few minutes.

6. Dip into melted chocolate and refrigerate for a couple hours till completely set.

7. Store in refrigerator. Enjoy!!

Lavender Chocolate Truffles

Just 3 ingredients & a little bit of your time… that’s all you need to make the most exquisite vegan Lavender Chocolate Truffles! All your chocolate cravings end here, I promise!

Course: Dessert

Keyword: chocolate, dairyfree, glutenfree, lavender, truffles, vegan

Servings: 20 Truffles

Author: Natasha Minocha

Ingredients

· 200 gms Coconut Cream You can use regular cream too.

· 2 tbsp Dried Lavender

· 400 gms Dark chocolate chips – dairyfree or 70% room temperature

· 100 gms Dark chocolate chips – dairyfree or 70% melted

Instructions

1. Combine the cream and dried lavender in a small saucepan. On low heat, bring to a gentle simmer. Take off the heat immediately and let the mixture cool for 10 -15 minutes. This process helps the lavender get infused in the cream.

2. Strain the cream lavender mixture. Make sure you get the last bit of cream out of the lavender. That’s the good bit.

3. Add the warm cream to the chocolate chips in a medium-size bowl. Gently stir till the chocolate is all melted and smooth.

4. Pour the ganache into a shallow pan and refrigerate for 30-40 minutes. Use a small cookie scoop or a tablespoon to make balls.

5. I like to refrigerate the ganache balls for 10-15 minutes again. Roll into smooth balls. Refrigerate again for a few minutes. Dip in melted chocolate and refrigerate for a couple hours till completely set.

6. Store in the refrigerator. Enjoy! For more information of Lavender Chocolate Truffles visit here : https://www.tashasartisanfoods.com/blog/lavender-chocolate-truffles/

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suncakemom · 4 years ago

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Pizza Monkey Bread Recipe

Monkey bread, tear and share bread or pull apart bread? Make this tasty pizza sauce filled beauty that will prove name doesn’t matter!

As I recently have a little time, I was looking on the internet the other day. Trying to find fresh, interesting ideas, inspiring dishes that I’ve never tried before, to impress my family with. Looking for a long time yet could not find any interesting stuff. Right before I wanted to give up on it, I came upon this fabulous and easy treat simply by chance. The dessert seemed so scrumptious on its snapshot, it required immediate actions.

It absolutely was not so difficult to imagine just how it is made, its taste and how much my hubby will want it. Actually, it is very easy to delight the guy in terms of cakes. Anyhow, I got into the webpage: Suncakemom and used the simple instuctions that had been coupled with impressive shots of the operation. It really makes life rather easy. I could suppose it’s a bit of a effort to take snap shots in the midst of cooking in the kitchen as you usually have gross hands therefore i seriously appreciate the time and energy she placed in to build this post .

With that said I’m inspired to present my very own formulas in a similar way. Many thanks for the idea.

I had been fine tuning the initial recipe to make it for the taste of my loved ones. I must mention it was a great success. They prized the flavour, the overall look and loved getting a sweet such as this during a stressful week. They basically wanted even more, more and more. So the next occasion I am not going to commit the same mistake. I’m likely to double the quantity .

This Pizza Monkey Bread Recipe is from SunCakeMom.

Bread

In a kneading bowl measure flour, sliced room temperature butter, egg, milk, water and crumbled fresh yeast.

Knead the mixture well until it’s even and there’s no flour left on the edge of the bowl.

Cover the bowl and leave it in a 68°F – 81°F /20°C – 27°C place to rise for about 45 – 90 minutes depending on temperature. (We can put it in the briefly heated 100°F / 40°C oven. Be careful not to turn the heat higher than that as it would kill the yeast so the dough didn’t rise.)

Filling

In the meantime, prepare the filling. Chop tomatoes or simply use pureed tomato, basil, oregano, salt and olive oil in a blender.

Pour it into a saucepan, bring it to boil and simmer it in low-medium heat for about 20 minutes while stirring occasionally. Take it off heat and set it aside. Pouring hot sauce on the dough would make it gooey and so hard to handle that it would ruin our day.

Assembly

After an hour waiting take dough out of the bowl onto a well-floured work surface. Roll it into a square. Flouring underneath the dough is important as this coating will prevent it to stick down.

Cut the rolled out dough into 4×4 equal squares.

Spoon the preferably room temperature tomato sauce into each small squares.

Quickly make little dough balls out of them by grabbing the opposite corners and pressing them lightly together.

When making the balls, use a plastic scraper to help getting the dough off the worktop if it’s necessary. The dough is quite soft so try not to pull it more than necessary.

Place the dough balls into a pizza tray loose otherwise they could stick together.

Brush the leftover tomato sauce on top.

Finish it with putting grated cheese on top then set the dough aside in a warm place to rest/raise for another 20 minutes.

Put the monkey bread into the 350°F / 180°C preheated oven for about 30 minutes or until cheese gets golden brown.

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passionate-baker · 7 years ago

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Cider Caramel Apple Pie

I know what you’re thinking: more pie? Can’t she even go four posts before blogging about pie again? Well, it would seem that I can’t. Having said that, this isn’t just any pie - this is a cider caramel apple pie from Erin’s fabulous book ‘The Fearless Baker’. Aside from a small amount of brown sugar, the whole pie is sweetened entirely by apples. Isn’t that just mind-boggling? The concept of boiling the cider down until it was at caramel consistency was excuse enough for me to get my pie dish out again. As if I needed an excuse.

Can we just talk about ‘The Fearless Baker’ for a quick second? I practically begged Boyfriend to get it for me as a Christmas present last year, & almost squealed with delight as I ripped off the wrapping paper. Since that wonderful day, I’ve studied the pages of the book several times over. More than just a collection of recipes, this is a book that explains the how & the why behind baking. Honestly, I’ve learned so much from reading Erin’s words of wisdom that The Fearless Baker has become one of the most invaluable books I own.

Fan-girl moment over, let’s talk pie.

The cider is boiled down for around an hour until it becomes a little thicker & caramel-ey. That’s when you add a few drops of vanilla extract & some butter and holy moly - the smell was so divine that I almost sacrificed the whole pie just to eat that by itself. Against your instincts, you leave the caramel to cool slightly while you distract yourself by preparing the apple filling. The apple, a little spice, & the cooled caramel get mixed together & you start to realise that this is the very best pie you’ve made in a while. The mixture gets piled high in the pie base & you cover the whole thing with the top crust. You can leave it whole & cut a few air slots in the top, but I decided to try my hand at a diagonal lattice, which was easier than I thought it would be.

Intensely apple flavoured, this is definitely a pie for special occasions. It’s buttery & salty, not too sweet but not too tart either, all topped off by a flaky crust with a crunchy top. Erin, thank you.

Print this recipe!

Makes one 9-inch pie | Recipe from ‘The Fearless Baker’

Ingredients

340g plain flour

1 teaspoon salt

255g unsalted butter, very cold & cut into small cubes

4-6 tablespoons of ice water (I normally use around 4)

2 litres apple cider

57g salted butter

1 teaspoon vanilla extract

8 large apples, peeled & thinly sliced

212g light brown sugar

40g plain flour

1 teaspoon ground cinnamon

1 egg, beaten; for egg-wash

demerara sugar, for sprinkling

lightly whipped cream, for serving

Recipe

First, make the pie dough. Whisk together the flour & salt in a large bowl. Working quickly, add the butter to the flour & toss it around. Use your fingers to press each cube of butter into a flat sheet. Keep tossing the butter to make sure each piece is covered in flour. If at any time the butter seems warm, refrigerate the bowl briefly. Sprinkle about 4 tablespoons of ice water into the bowl & use a gentle hand to stir together until just combined. You’ve added enough water to the mixture if you can pick up a handful of the dough & easily squeeze it together without it falling apart, but without it being all sticky. Split the dough into two disks, each wrapped in cling film & leave to rest in the fridge for at least 2 hours before using. (Remember, we need to keep the dough extra chilled if we want it to be extra flaky.)

Once the dough has chilled, remove one of the disks from the fridge & on a lightly floured surface, roll it out into a roughly 12-inch circle that is about ¼-inch thick. Carefully press the dough into your pie dish, leaving any excess dough hanging over the sides; store in the fridge. Remove the second disk from the fridge & roll it out into a rectangle roughly 12-inches in size. Place on a sheet pan & leave to chill in the fridge while you prepare the filling. (Think of the flakes.)

Next, we make the filling. Pour the cider into a large pot & boil - without stirring - over a medium heat for about 60 minutes, or until it reduces down to a sauce with the consistency of a thin caramel. Be sure to check it every 15 minutes or so. When you’ve reached the desired consistency, stir the butter & vanilla extract into the mixture. Pour the caramel into a heatproof bowl & leave to cool slightly.

In a small bowl, combine the flour, sugar & cinnamon. Place the prepared apples into a large bowl & sprinkle over the spice mixture. Gently toss the apples in the mixture, being careful not to break up the apples but ensuring that they all get evenly coated. Pour the cooled caramel over the apples & toss well to combine.

Remove the chilled pie base from the fridge & carefully arrange the apples in the base as flatly as possible - being careful to avoid leaving gaps between the slices. Pour any remaining caramel dregs lingering in the bowl over the top of the apples.

Remove the chilled rectangle from the fridge & place on a lightly floured work surface. To make a diagonal lattice, use a ruler to cut 10 even strips of dough. Place the first 5 strips diagonally across the top of the filling. Rotate the pie 90 degrees & lay the remaining strips on the diagonal also. Proceed to weave the strips together as you would with a traditional lattice, leaving any spare dough hanging over the edge.

To crimp the edge, trim any leftover pastry to leave a 1-inch boarder the whole way around. Gently fold the edges over itself, in toward the centre of the pie. Go around the whole pie, gently folding inwards & pressing the dough together. I made what Erin calls a “basic finger crimp” around the edges of my pie, which is done by pressing in with your left thumb from the outside of the pie while at the same time pressing out with your right thumb & forefinger in a V-shape from the inside. (I swear, it’s less complicated than it sounds).

Pop the whole pie into the freezer for 15-20 minutes & preheat the oven to 220C. When ready, remove the pie from the freezer & quickly brush the whole pie with egg-wash & sprinkle generously with demerara sugar. Bake for 40 to 50 minutes, or until the crust is golden brown & the filling is bubbling.

Leave to cool for at least 30 minutes & serve with a big dollop of lightly whipped cream.

Notes

I didn’t boil my cider down for long enough, so my caramel was thinner than it was meant to be. Be sure to boil the cider down until significantly thicker.

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15 Weird Hobbies That'll Make You Better at Blackwear

Oh! The factors I have heard for wearing or not wearing black. We females seem to have a love-hate relationship with the colour. Some of us wear just black and some prevent it at all expenses and some would use it more if only they knew how to make it intriguing.

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Being a non-colour, black is a ideal background for including coats or devices in any colour. The very best colours to wear with it are those that offer a light contrast to the dark black. Jackets and devices in a matt surface can look a little dull. Go rather for a coat or accessory with some shine or shine. Light contrasts that look magnificent with black are pale pink, light turquoise, soft red or silver. You can go subtle in a locket or earrings with a mixture of black, white and a soft or medium shade of any colour.

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Non-Aging Black

Black can be very aging and uncomplimentary to some skin tones. As you age, black looks finest when your neckline is midway between the top of your bust and your collarbone. Go as low and as large as you feel comfortable. If you are wearing clothing with a greater neckline, include a headscarf or necklace that has beige, apricot or pink colours. These mimic a healthy skin colour and include lightness to your face.

If your hair is blond, light red, grey or white , wear patterns on the leading half of your body that have more white than black in them. The opposite works for darker hair ie more black than white in the pattern. Black is a wonderful background for patterns, especially when the pattern includes colours that produce the light and dark contrast mentioned above.

Wear makeup, especially lipstick, when wearing all-black clothing. Your lipstick does not have to be a red colour. Any of the softer, glossy neutral colours work well.

Last Words

Black is a colour frequently minimized or ignored. Treat it with regard and it will reward you with increased confidence, beautiful memories and unexpected compliments .

Black is a colour that fills the closet of plus-size females due to the Have a peek here fact that it is exceptionally difficult for them to discover fascinating and lovely clothes in other colours.

When women believe about wearing black with another colour, they normally think of combining black with white. For introverts who want to dip into black and white , try subtle patterned black and white shoes or belt or an sophisticated pearl device with an all-black outfit.

The finest colours to wear with it are those that supply a light contrast to the dark black. You can go subtle in a locket or earrings with a mixture of black, white and a soft or medium shade of any colour.

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Information about Edinburgh Tattoo 2020 Tickets, seating plans, packages and transports

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The more you pay, get the seat better. A rough guide to the prices is sections 1/16 & 17 (dark blue and green) are the cheap Edinburgh Tattoo tickets found nearest the castle and sections 8 and 9 (pink & purple) are the most expensive.

The only downside to the cheapest seats is that you may have slightly more awkward visibility to the fireworks display.

The other seats for The Royal Edinburgh Military Tattoo, (metal and quite steep) much prefer sitting in the middle sections 3/4 or 13/14/15 lower down.

The Light blue section offers excellent views and is reflected in slightly higher Edinburgh Tattoo Tickets prices in these sections. Blue Sections 2-5 and 12-15.

Tickets for the Edinburgh Tattoo are priced dynamically, therefore, these seat prices may change subject to demand and availability. Order as early as possible before demand increases so much that the price does too!

The seats for the tattoo start at rows A/b/c and then after the alphabet, they begin in double letters. CC/DD, these seats will be higher up. At ground level the front two rows, A and B are reserved for wheelchair users.

Brown section: Sections 6/7, 10/11 brown colors are regarded as having good views and as such the price rises Fridays and Saturdays. There are no Tattoo performances on a Sunday.

Cheap Edinburgh Tattoo Tickets:

If you apply for the preview 2020 Tattoo tickets before the official opening ceremony these are cheaper.

17-21 August 2020:

These are the expected evenings the program is being recorded by the BBC for worldwide transmission at a later date. August 12, 19, 26 August at 9.00 pm are off-peak evening shows and should be cheaper.

The Best view of the Edinburgh Military Tattoo?

Everyone gets a really good view. People think that they have to sit high up to see but this is simply not the case. The Royal Edinburgh Military Tattoo is arranged and planned to enable everyone to see. The Regiments may enter from Edinburgh Castle but often other performers will enter from the center of the arena.

As the show starts, all artistes came the Royal Boxes initially (purple/pink sections 8/9) but then will move around the large esplanade.

Join Friends of the Edinburgh Tattoo:

If you are worried about getting the Edinburgh Tattoo Tickets you want, then this may be a good option. The benefits are

· The opportunity to purchase Tickets to Edinburgh Tattoo during a priority booking period.

· The opportunity to purchase Tattoo Edinburgh Tickets to attend exclusive Friends’ Backstage Tours (subject to availability).

· 10% discount on Tattoo merchandise.

· A copy of Salute Magazine of Tattoo, the magazine exclusively for Friends of the Tattoo sent to you twice a year.

· A Single membership can be purchased at a cost of £25.00 per year, or a joint membership (two people at the same address) can be purchased at a cost of £45.00 per year.

Edinburgh Tattoo 2020 Packages:

There are many packages, some include a 4-course meal, champagne, or toast to the haggis. Some packages require dress code and some offer seats outdoors and others let you choose your seat. Be sure to check what you are buying.

Something to remember:

Restricted Access:

If you have booked disabled/wheelchair seating – you may be able to request a vehicle pass that will allow access to the Esplanade by car, taxi or ambulance. They are subject to availability and are not available for the preview evening or for any Saturday.

If you have a vehicle pass then you will go on convoy onto Edinburgh Castle Esplanade. Be aware if you are in a taxi you may be waiting for some period of time, pre-agree a set fare, many taxi or private chauffeur will help with this.

Wheelchair Seating:

Large coaches are not allowed to join the convoy. In The Royal Edinburgh Military Tattoo, wheelchair seating is along the front rows of sections 1-5 and 12-17 at ground level and Section 10 facing Edinburgh Castle.

These spaces allow for an attendant’s seat. There are medical services on the esplanade if required and help can be given to push wheelchairs up the cobbled street.

Also, remember that the convoy arrives before everyone is seated which means a longer evening. If it is cool be prepared and bring a blanket, there are people to help and medics on-site if required. Hot drinks are also available to buy on the esplanade and seat cushions and ponchos.

Note:

No umbrellas, no flash photography, no alcohol, and no glass bottles are permitted. Only small bags or rucksacks under 25 liters are permitted. All bags are searched. No vaping or smoking allowed in the tattoo arena. You will also need your ID with official Edinburgh Tattoo Tickets for entry as security is very tight.

What to wear in Edinburgh Tattoo 2020?

It may be warm, it may be cold. This is Scotland after all. Always wear layers and buy the £1 padded seat cushion at the event.

Take a warm jumper over a top. Warm coat with hood, remember, no umbrellas if it rains, comfortable shoes for walking up the cobbled Royal Mile and gloves in my pocket as a backup. The temp changes dramatically around 9.30/10 pm and the later Saturday night 10.30 show will be significantly colder.

The queue to enter the Edinburgh Military Tattoo?

Everyone has allocated seating. It is a very long queue down Johnson Terrace and it’s uphill all the way back to the Castle.

There are no pre-show acts. The commentator is the only warm-up before the Tattoo starts. You may wish to be seated and enjoy the atmosphere. The entrance to the castle is narrow and cobbled and does a bottleneck. If you don’t like crowds wait till nearer showtime.

Edinburgh Restaurants:

There are plenty of restaurants around the Royal Mile and the Grassmarket offering something for everyone's purse.

Book your Edinburgh Tattoo Ticket when you Book your restaurants. Some of the popular nearby restaurants include, Devil’s Advocate, Witchery – can’t get much closer to the Tattoo – The Tower restaurant, 5 min walk, Castle Terrace Restaurant, Amber Restaurant at the Scotch Whisky experience- beside Tattoo, Vittorio on the bridge and the lovely Divino Enoteca Italian restaurant.

Transport for Edinburgh Tattoo 2020:

Edinburgh Transport:

Trains can also be an issue if you are staying for the 10.30 late Saturday night performance which finishes at midnight. The last Scotrail train to Glasgow is usually 11.45 and you would not catch this train after the late show.

City link buses run through the night from Edinburgh to Glasgow. The bus station is beside St Andrews Square.

During the Edinburgh Fringe Festival and the Edinburgh Military Tattoo, there are extended train services for Perth, Dundee, Fife, and North Berwick. The Edinburgh Military Tattoo show lasts one hour and 40 mints.

Edinburgh Buses and Trams:

There are buses and trams around the city to the airport. This may be a good option if you are worried about parking. Consider leaving your car at the ‘Park and Ride’ near Edinburgh airport and take the tram in and out.

Edinburgh Trams have in the past operated an overnight service through the night to 5.30 am during the festival and tattoo making it easier to move around the city and return to your accommodation.

The nearest tram stop from the Edinburgh Military Tattoo is on Princes Street and this will take a brisk 10 min walk to reach but realistically with the crowds more like 20 mints. Walk down the Royal mile then turn right down the Mound to connect with the tram.

Lothian buses have an excellent website and run a night bus till 4.30 am. For details and to plan your route home check out Lothianbuses.com. They have an excellent app and remember an all-day bus pass costs £4.

The Royal Edinburgh Military Tattoo Charity:

The Edinburgh Military Tattoo is a none for profit organization, to help support the many Royal military charities and veterans.

The Royal Edinburgh Military Tattoo has its own fireworks at the end of the weekend performances but the locals of Edinburgh know that the best show is always at the end of the Festivals.

Glasgow Annual World Pipe Band Competition:

If you love the pipes and drums don’t miss Glasgow's annual World pipe band competition again held on August 14/15th 2020. It is an amazing day out and of course, Glasgow is a fabulous city famous for Rennie Mackintosh, stunning architecture and a stone's throw from Loch Lomond.

Where Can buy Edinburgh Tattoo Tickets?

Tattoo fans can get Last MinuteTattoo Tickets through our steadfast online ticketing market place. www.edinburghtattotickets.com is the most unfaltering source of Tattoo Ticket Edinburgh.

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kentonramsey · 5 years ago

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Get Saucy: Our Winter Wardrobe Is Inspired By Ketchup, Mustard & Mayo

When perusing the catwalks of AW19 and subsequently considering our cold-weather wardrobe, one thing became apparent. Each colour we were drawn to was reminiscent of a store cupboard classic: the humble condiment.

Sure, every autumn and winter ushers in warm shades of brown, red and yellow, reflecting the fallen leaves we trample over on our Sunday walk to the pub. Yet something about 2019’s offering felt particularly zingy.

From ketchup red spotted at A.W.A.K.E Mode, Altuzarra and Dries Van Noten to Maille-style mustard check seen at Batsheva and Charlotte Knowles, this season we’re drawn to the saucy accompaniments that make every meal that much better.

HP Sauce

The big daddy of condiments, this iconic sauce (its bottle even features the London skyline!) is a stalwart of British culture. Bacon butty? Get the HP Sauce out. Hangover fry-up? You guessed it. We’re moving the silky brown shade away from our plates and into our wardrobes this season, as from Hermès’ leather tailoring to Rejina Pyo’s patent trench coats, delicious slick browns were seen across the board throughout AW19’s fashion month.

ASOS Dress, £48, available at ASOS; Topshop Boots, £79, available at Topshop.

Mayonnaise

Mayonnaise divides people – is it fabulously comforting, or weird when you think too hard about what it’s made of? Should it be reserved for club sandwiches or applied liberally to everything from chips to pasta (you heard us)? Either way, the creamy hue has made its way into our wardrobes this season. Best worn through sumptuously autumnal textures (think corduroy and wool), your only concern should be spilling mulled wine all over it.

Isabel Marant Sweater, £510, available at Matches Fashion; Topshop Trousers, £36, and Boots, £79, both available at Topshop.

Ketchup

Ketchup, catsup, red sauce, tomato sauce…how we love thee! Late night visits to kebab shops and Saturday morning breakfasts would not be the same without you. Designers across the four fashion cities paid homage to the juicy shade this season, with red colour blocking spotted at Balenciaga, Christopher Kane and Elie Saab. Wear it head to toe, and head to your local chippy.

J.Crew Jumper, £100, available at Matches Fashion; No.21 Skirt, £400, available at Matches Fashion; Topshop Boots, £79, available at Topshop.

Wholegrain Mustard

A more serious and sophisticated condiment, wholegrain mustard is the yin to our Sunday roast’s yang. Look to French brand Maille for the ideal colour palette: deep browns and golden yellows combined, realised perfectly on the AW19 catwalks in heritage check. You’ll find inspiration galore at Burberry, Coach and Gucci, who presented the most divine workwear-appropriate suiting.

ASOS Blazer, £58, Trousers, and Heels, £40, all available at ASOS; H&M Top, £12.99, available at H&M.

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mintyvan · 7 years ago

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roadtrip - new york

PART 6 of 7!

A huge thanks to everyone who’s stuck with this one for so long. If you haven’t read the other parts: [ 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 ]

note: a lot of sad because I’m sick and bedridden. Yay. Our story is wrapping up, though! I promise.

___________________

The sun is rising over the vast city slowly, slithering between the buildings, turning their icy surfaces into burnished gold and pale blue. A cold ocean wind blows through the open windows of the empty loft.

She had been crying, sobbing, hysteric.

"Mum, something terrible happened, you have to help me, you have to tell me what to do!"

"Baby, mummy's here. Please tell me what happened, please stop scaring me…. Don't worry, I love you, just tell me." Her mother’s voice broke.

The girl rises slowly to her feet, straightening up, breathing deep. Her cheeks are glazed with tears, her mouth dry and pale, her eyes rimmed with shadows.

As the rays grow, creeping down below to the twisted, shadowed streets, creeping into the trembling leaves of Central Park, sliding down sidewalks in streaks and slashes of luminescent yellow. One breaks on her face as she stands by the open window, the wind blowing her hair back, arms trembling at her sides.

Her face slowly takes on another semblance. Something is withering and falling away like a translucent skin, a shadow that is suddenly gone. There is a new hardness, a resolution in her eyes that has replaced the dazed, pained confusion.

"University." Her lips form around the words and let them escape gently. "Mum, I made a mistake. Yale is gone….."

"Darling, Yale isn't gone. It's right there I promise. Are you okay for tonight? Are you safe? Did Van do something?"

"No, mom, no, no, Van didn't. It was me. And it was them."

Nothing else matters really. It doesn't matter what is sacrificed along the way. She has dreamed, waited, prayed, begged, crawled on her knees, alienated people, sacrificed relationships and dances and parties, studied till she cried from exhaustion.

That it should be taken away from her now, when she is so close, is unfathomable. Her resolutions, her morals, her old views of life have crumbled around her just like her childish fantasies and her innocence.

Instead, there's something left there strangely akin to the hardness in her mother's eyes when she parks in front of the splendid grandparents’ house. She had never understood, she had been too young, too naïve. Her mother had downplayed it, made their stoutness humorous, but only now she understands the painful rift that will never be healed.

Yale. University.

"Baby, it's fine. Go to sleep. I'll be there tomorrow morning and you can tell me everything. Sleep a little, okay? Honey? Oh dear."

They'd both been so scared, so shellshocked. Her mother's voice had been so calm, so soothing. After all, there was still a week till registration. Her mother had probably thought in that gap, anything could be fixed.

But this, she knew, was different. Because their usual rescuers were now the enemy.

Did anything else in her life ever matter? She can't remember anything coming even close. A laugh trembles on her lips. She would sacrifice Van in a heartbeat, sacrifice her grandparents, and sacrifice even her mother. But she cannot sacrifice herself, sell herself into this luxurious slavery awaiting her.

University.

Nothing matters now but that. This is real life, someone whispers to her. Life without the cushions and safety nets. Life without the mum. Without the money.

University.

She laughs out loud, then catches herself, frightened.

Her smile fades into the same thin-lipped resolution she has seen on her mother's face so many times. Hard, but smart. The softness has not disappeared from her face, but it's backed by pure steel now.

She closes the window resolutely, shutting out the cold wind, standing in a warm beam of sunlight.

Today is the first day.

Resolutely, she washes her face with slow even strokes. She brushes her hair in the same way, carefully steps into the brown skirt and pale blue sweater and pushes her hair behind her ears repeatedly. With a slow hand, she lipsticks her mouth in one long stroke.

She has no purse with her, so she takes the 50 dollars Van has given her and tucks them into her bra.

She is ready.

They meet in the Campbell Apartment in the Grand Central Terminal. She is there first. She checks her coat and secures a seat before she realizes what she had presumed to be a bar lounge is actually an exclusive landmark. She gazes covertly at the 1930's style opulent design, the muted atmosphere, the leather chairs, the prices of the drinks, trying to appear less amazed. She feels slightly uncomfortable. A clock behind her rings twelve; a lady in a Chanel suit glides by, all perfume and pearls, accompanied by two men in dark suits and New England accents. Her fingers slowly trace the edge of Van’s buttery, dark leather coat.

She orders two drinks, a Long Island Iced Tea for her mother, and a virgin Shirley Temple for herself, the old usual. Her fingers tremble and twist and knot a cocktail napkin. The server is cool and polite, and for a moment she agonizes that she has done something wrong. She quickly remembers to put this small town mentality behind her.

Her mother blows in immediately like the north wind, instantly filling the room, making the bartender smile, making the server smile, and instantly appearing beside her. There is the gleam of tears in her eyes. She says nothing but holds her daughter long and hard, rocking her back and forth, and they laugh and sob and she cries and her mother's lips draw thinner and thinner.

When she is done explaining the story of the roadtrip, minus the incriminating details regarding Van's current occupation, her mother looks at her solemnly. With shaking hands, she pours half of her drink into her daughter’s empty glass and motions her towards it. With a quick, careful look around, she downs it, and smiles shakily at her mother. Her hands gradually unclench.

"I don't know what to do," she says.

Neither of them is sure. They both try hard to push out of the haze of pain and confusion that surrounds them, to find a resolution, to lay down clear answers.

Her mother pulls out a cocktail napkin and a pen and she remembers something suddenly. A quick, darkly lit memory swirls around her, watching her mother so many times when younger doing this at the kitchen table – sitting there with pen and paper, biting her lip and making lists of options, weighing them.

At the end of the meeting, they have found no better alternative than Van offered. She is unwilling to come back home. Her mother is unwilling to leave her completely alone, so they compromise for the first time.

"We'll meet here every Sunday," her mother writes down. "I'll bring you an account of the money I'm saving for you. You'll give me the money Van is making for you to put in it. Since you've already deferred university, I'm pretty sure you can't enlist anywhere else so you'd better work this year for the money because you will need it. You have to promise to come home one day a week."

She nods obediently, tired, glad her mother can give her the details.

The clock ticks one, the gilt-rimmed hands landing luxuriously and squarely on the number.

They stand, and embrace, and she watches her mother as she floats out through the revolving door, the afternoon sunshine blinding, her dark hair swirling in the wind. Time slows down, and there seems to be a pause as her mother so slowly turns her head and her lips form words that she knows by heart.

I love you, she had said.

Then everything speeds up again, and her mother is gone, a girl is checking out her coat for her and taking the tab, and she dashes for the door, knocking her glass over. It comes to a dead stop on the carpet, spilling red and brown liquid on the thick carpet.

She is back at the loft now. It's cold, no heat. She puts on Van’s coat, locks the door and presses in the code, and heads into the city. The wind makes her eyes sting, and the tall buildings seem to close in on her. She hurries down the cracked sidewalks, weaving between people with a certain ease. A taxi carries her down to the center of commerce where she finds the job listings. Her feet hurt by now. She holds back tears of frustration, plopping down on a bench and gathering her coat around her. Her head aches and her nose feels like it might start to run.

She scans the papers, circling things, flipping pages, crumpling up some. She's ready to close it when one last small advertisement catches her eye.

"Private nanny needed. 212-345-3226. Excellent credentials needed."

Intrigued by the anonymity and brevity of the advertisement, she quickly jots down the number and inserts a quarter in the phone.

The cool voice instructs her to come for an interview in one hour at 40 Park Avenue. For a moment she is stunned at the address, at her luck, and reminds herself she hasn't got it yet.

But at four on the dot she is admitted into the luxurious lobby of the discreet but opulent building inhabited by some of the world's richest people. The elevator man takes her up to the floor requested after making a private call, and leaves her in a muted but fabulous salon. She smoothes down her hair, nervously fiddles with her pearls earrings, sits up straight and grasps the hasty resume she has typed at an internet café and stuffed into a hard brown folder she bought at a paper shop.

The woman that comes in is just what she was expecting.

She is about 30, with a perfectly coiffed blond bubble hairdo. A sleek tailored DKNY suit fits her toned frame, and she strides in on high stiletto heels. Her professional makeup and luminescent skin seems natural, as though she were born with it. In a clipped Atlantic accent, she bids that the younger girl sit and takes the folder from her.

She looks up and raises one eyebrow, amused.

"Darling, what on earth are you doing here? Accepted at Yale?"

She blushes slightly, and tells her first lie.

"I've decided to defer for a year because it's a family tradition that each of us should work a year in a regular job, in order to learn how to treat help and learn the worth of the dollar. I'm taking my year now due to sheer exhaustion. My school in England was very demanding, and I decided I needed a rest."

The woman doesn't blink an eyelid, seeming to think this perfectly acceptable, as she knew she would. The rich could always afford eccentricities. The woman looks over the phone numbers typed carefully in, and excuses herself for a second. She can hear her speaking on the phone with someone. There is a pause, then a short reply.

The woman comes back in, and offers the girl her hand.

Stunned and wide eyed, she takes it.

"Welcome. My name is Grey McMahon, but you can call me Mrs. McMahon. This isn't standard procedure, but the nannies I've interviewed so far have been so sub-par that I've had to actually place an advertisement. You've been the first thing along that I've liked, not to mention your family name. My husband knows your grandfather."

She presses her lips together, suppressing a bitter smile.

Of course.

"I've gone ahead and just taken you, because we really are in a desperate position. David and Margot need someone to take them to school and activities tomorrow and I simply can't do it. I'll just need you to fill out these papers, take this training booklet I used on the last nanny and read it, and report to me at 6 in the morning tomorrow. Your hours will be from 6 to 8 in the morning, getting the children ready and to school, and then from 4 to 8 in the evening. Possible, yes?"

"Of course," replies the somewhat dazed girl.

"Go on and rest up then, you'll need it."

"I have only one request," she requires quickly, and the woman raises that eyebrow again. "Please don't mention my working here to anyone. My grandparents don't approve of my father's methods of training his children."

"No problem. I hear your father is running a successful business in London."

"Yes…"

"Well then, tomorrow."

On the sidewalk outside, she lets out a deep breath. She feels like crying again. What if her deception is discovered? What if her grandparents find out? What if?

But there's no going back now. She goes directly to the address Grey has given her, and places the order for four McMahon 3-b uniforms, whatever those are. With a pang, she thinks of her grandmother's maids. Swallowing her pride, she wanders around, a little dizzy, until she finds a hot-dog stand and has her first real meal of the day. She picks up the uniforms two hours later and is surprised – They consist of black woolen skirts that are cut stylishly and swirl a little down to her knees, and a thin black sweater with a rounded neckline and three quarter sleeves. They are to be worn with black dress shoes with low heels, she reads, and a black scarf and black or tan coat.

She sighs, and watches the wet, drizzling lights blur by from her dark taxi window. Golds and reds and greens all swim by, lost behind the raindrops and fog, and darkness closes in around her silently.

She makes her way up the empty stairs to the loft, and lays down on the mattress. There is no one else there. She leaves the lights off, tears streaming down her cheeks in the cool room, fingers knotted in the sheets. She buries her face in his pillow, missing him, trying to find his scent. Her knees slowly curl up to her chest.

Outside it is raining.

She is crying for everything she has lost. Her freedom. Her safety. Her heart.

After sobbing quietly for a bit, she dries her eyes and lays there, silently forcing herself to stop crying.

I'm going to be strong, she remembers. She whispers the words in the darkness over and over. I'm going to be tough like Van, and I'm going to make it. I'm going to be ok. Next fall I will be at Yale and all this will be a bad dream that's passed.

She hears the door open, and sees the yellow patch of light that opens and closes on the floor. He's coming towards her, putting something down on the floor. She hears him take his jacket off.

He lays down beside her, kissing her tear-stained cheeks, saying nothing in the cold room. In silence, he undresses her. She feels something land on her bare skin with the lightness of a feather. His eyes gleam dark and wet in the shadows, but his face is still and pensive.

She touches it. It is money.

He lays them over her bare skin, covering her with bills. He lets them float down in a pile on her stomach, over her legs, between her breasts, on her bare neck. There are more and more floating, and there are tears falling out of her eyes and she is smiling, laughing almost, a choky, sobbing laughter.

She pulls him down on her and kisses him long and slow and sad in the darkness of the cool room, and the money falls unnoticed between and around them as he makes love to her and gives her the only thing he has to offer.

They stood in the middle of the empty floor, looking a little awkwardly around them.

"Not a bad location, considering. Upper Lower Eastside. Close to the rich people, but still absolutely trashy."

"Hey, this isn't Friends. Loft apartments decorated by Pottery Barn don't come cheap at anytime you need them."

"Good point." She fingers the ratted curtains. "Well, these are the first things going down. Matter of fact, everything's going down. Start ripping."

"Whoa, whoa. Hold fast, love," Van replies quickly, grabbing her wrist. "It might take some time before we can afford new stuff." She shrugs.

"My mom's renting a truck and bringing some junk over -- some of my old furniture, a few pieces she found at a rummage sale, an extra refrigerator the farmer next door donated....."

He raises one eyebrow, and shakes his head.

"Besides," she continues, "I found this great little retail store that sells the cast-offs of the high and mighty. There was some pretty Ralph Lauren print material for curtains. They have a coffee stain on the bottom, not very noticeable."

He shrugs, a little bored. "Whatever. It's ours, do as you like."

She cocks her head, staring around speculatively. "Fine. You can wander around making a mental list of all the good places to have sex."

His mouth hangs open for a second. "Don't say that."

She smiles. "Why not?"

"Because it's dirty."

"So what, I'm an innocent little princess now? If you recall correctly, Mr. McCann, you had a rather considerable part in my semi-transformation." He sighs, defeated.

"If I had known moving to New York would have made you go all Gertrude Stein on me..."

"Empty threats," she grins, batting her eyelashes.

"Let's christen our new apartment. Consecrate it," he says playfully, but his eyes beckon, inviting, hopeful, playful, distrusting, dark.

"Dirty."

"Yes, I know," he whispers, slinking over to her, coming close, but holding her at bay, ducking her lips, wiggling out of her grasp.

"Evil."

"Come here and I'll show you evil," he laughs, lifting her up, sitting her down on the kitchen counter, opening her legs the slightest fraction of an inch. Her face is quite serious now.

"You would like to kiss me, wouldn't you."

She nods a little shyly.

"All talk and no action," he teases. He loves the way she can bullshit with the best of them, but everytime he comes close like that, she hangs her head a little, and smiles that little contrite, shy smile, that little paradox of a smile that begs but defends. She closes her eyes demurely. He always gets this feeling of something illicit. It does something to him.

"Hey," he whispers roughly. She pushes back against him, opening her legs a little wider, letting him stand between them. His hands are on her thighs.

"Yes." She replies. He licks his slightly dry lips.

"Okay."

Sometimes, things like that happen. Other times he is tired when he comes home, so tired. She hates the business part of him. It's cold, austere, rational. He counts bills and stacks them with a practiced ease that makes her uncertain. On those days, he does not touch her much, only absently. It's almost as though he doesn't see her. Some days he's particularly moody and can only write in his journal or play his guitar he had shipped over. She sits beside him on the worn couch, snuggled up on his chest, but he stares at the wall and forgets to stroke her hair.

"Tell me the problem." Her question is forward, blunt. She knows there are questions she should not ask when he’s in this mood. How are you feeling? What's wrong? Can I help? Can you talk to me? Can we discuss this? Did I do something wrong? These are all questions she has stored away in her mental file of Do Not Utter.

He considers her words for a second, and something about their business sounding tone and their driving, rational point makes them less intrusive.

"Here's our problem. I'm selling small time shit that makes us small time money. I spend so much time peddling this shit...I mean, it's not shit you can really get off the internet, for the most part. The horse tranquilizers, pain medication and contraband highs. I even do a little weed, which brings in more. I fucking hate doing this for days on end when I'm watching guys selling a couple of ounces of coke and making ten times what I make in a day. If I just sold something pricey for just a little while, you wouldn't have to do this, you could go to uni next semester."

She sits up, straight as a rod, deathly pale.

"You must be joking."

His face hardens. He has anticipated this response. He reminds himself this is why he never told her anything before.

"With two shipments I could have one year paid off."

"No!"

"Why not?!"

She shudders, on the verge of tears. "Because if anything happens to you I'll die! You will have killed me! I won't let you take the chance. I'll find out what you're doing, I will, I'll talk to Larry!"

"Calm down," he hisses.

"Damn straight I will. And then I'll leave. I won't take a goddamn single dollar. I'd rather turn tricks at a truck stop than let you do this."

He blanches. "You won't," he says feverishly, grabbing her by the arms. "You won’t do anything like that. You have to promise you'll never try to help, just do your job and stay here with me. Promise!"

She sobs.

"So you're allowed to jeopardize everything for me and I'm not? Van, you didn't do this! You are not at fault for what happened. It was my choice, and I made it, and you can't fix it! All you can do is let me stay here with you!"

He lets her go, and stands up, stumbling around blindly. He groans. "Oh God. What have I done?"

"Van! Stop!" she cries, grabbing her hair, biting her lips. Sobbing, she stands up. Silently, he grabs her arms, holding her steady. Leading her back to the couch, he lays her down and lays down next to her. He buries his face in her chest like a small child.

"Don't cry babe," he begs. "Don't cry. Please?" After a while she nods, sniffling a little.

They lay there, letting the anger and sadness evaporate.

Outside the streetlights click on, bathing the small, dark room in orange shadows.

"We have to draw a line," she says in a hoarse whisper. "I'll find out and I'll leave. Do you understand? And I won't go home either." He nods, giving in. He's too tired.

The small stacks keep piling up.

She counts them sometimes when he's not home. A thousand today. Five hundred tomorrow. Two hundred the day after. Five hundred again. One hundred. It's unsteady at best. He only does it four days a week, that's all Larry’s friend has for him. He knows anything outside those boundaries is unsafe.

He thinks of her, how she puts her black shoes and black skirt on every morning over her slip, bringing home the three hundred dollars a week that they use to pay the monthly rent. She takes her showers at the Park Avenue apartment to save water, since the apartment is mostly empty during the daytime. She also pilfers stuff to eat, or just eats there during the day, period. They turn the light on only when necessary, rarely cook, and live on weird combinations of white rice and whatever.

Sometimes he wonders, with a pang, if this is what she really wanted, really expected. She's always been so pampered compared to him.

Sometimes she wonders if he resents her for making him do this.

She goes into Bendel's in the afternoon sometimes, looking at all the pretty, sparkling things. She tries on makeup and takes home samples. Often, the rich daughter she nannies, Margaret Anne, who throws things away as soon as she wears them, gives her a little something. But there is something about it.

She can feel it in the morning when she wakes up next to him. She can feel it when they make love. She can feel it when she walks down Park Avenue, feeling the wind whipping between the buildings, taking a spare moment to look at the furs in the window, sipping a good cup of coffee or taking half an hour to browse in a bookstore while she waits for Margaret Anne to get out of school.

It's a feeling she can't identify, really. Something like freedom, although she isn't sure what that feels like. She feels it when they count the money at night. She feels it when she picks up the ringing phone and hears a silence on the other end, a silence she knows is her grandmother Edith.

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