#summer pedicure ideas

[femmevibe365]

36 Summer Pedicure Ideas for Bright and Beautiful Toes: Embrace Seasonal Style

[petitpiedgalbe]

Spring and summer nail trends!

I thought that having this bright pearl color of pedicure and manicure would be a good opportunity to increase my stock photo portfolio. But what is more important and what makes me really happy today is that today is... friday! So finally I will have some time to work on my new project with Albert and Wood Guys! Wish You all a great weekend, take a rest and have some fun!

[via-l0ve]

Via i humbly request the supernatural boys with a girly reader. Like doodles hearts on their hands and loves pink and stuff<3

His Girly-Girl (SPN Pref!)🩷

a/n: hi Darling!! i love this idea!! hope you like it too darling

warnings: nothing!

Dean:

dean buys his girl a pink gun and helps her draw on it

pays for your manicures/pedicures

he buys you jewlery every time you guys go out and he will sometimes match with you!

at first he hated having to listen to taylor swift on car rides, but now he just smiles and listens to you sing

“babe do we have to go? i curled my hair and it’s raining :(“

“i’ll give you my coat to cover up with.”

black cat x orange cat duo

he buys you hello kitty things

PASSENGER PRINCESS™️

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Sam:

sam adores you

he loves watching you try on your pretty dresses with the little bows and cute straps

he LOVES watching you do your makeup and asks what everything is all the time even if he asked a million times before

he takes you to all of your hair appointments

AND HE PAYS FOR YOUR NAILS.

if you get your lashes done you best believe he’s paying for those too

sometimes he will buy you a cute summer dress

or some cute high heels and watch you strut around in them like his little princess

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Castiel:

He asks a lot of questions about your makeup

he also loves watching you get all dolled up and even prettier than usual because you’re feeling yourself

he LOVES the dainty little jewlery you wear

he buys you new ones all the time

he will blip you to any store you want

he will pick you fresh flowers every week and keep one so he knows when to get you new ones

[e-dubbc11]

Scars

Photos are not mine. They are courtesy of Pinterest/Google.

Pairing: Billy Russo x F! Reader

Warnings: Mentions of childhood trauma, attempted kidnapping, fluff, smooches

Word Count: 1.8K-ish

Summary: Billy comes home while you’re taking a nap, he notices a scar on your ankle and wants to know the story of where it came from

A/N: I found this idea online somewhere. I needed a little help with new ideas and this caught my eye. I hope you like it!

As always, thank you for reading!  I appreciate it so much and comments, reblogs are welcome and encouraged. Don’t be shy to tell me your favorite part. 💕💕 💕

The weather outside your window changed quickly from the early afternoon sun immersing the surrounding buildings in its warm light to it disappearing behind the fast moving gray clouds that swallowed up the bright blue sky.

“Where did the sunshine go?” You said out loud to yourself from your penthouse perch, gazing down at the busy city below.

This time of year could be quite unpredictable as far as the weather goes. Late summer was still very hot, sometimes less humid, and could get a little cool at night into the early morning. But also the sun could be blazing in the sky one minute and the next time you looked outside, your once blue sky was now fully covered in dull gray clouds, ready to rain down on top of you.

And then you heard it, the sound of light rain tapping against the window as you gathered everything you needed to give yourself a relaxing home pedicure. You had the bubbling and warming foot spa, the lavender bath salts, moisturizing lotion, and all of the tools you needed.

Soaking your feet after a long day at work felt wonderful. The hot water bubbled under the balls of your feet, massaging away the stress of your day. As you inhaled sharply and let out a forceful exhale, your shoulders relaxed and your eyes closed, tuning everything out except the rhythmic sound of your own heartbeat in your ears.

Hopefully, you will be finished before Billy comes home.

**********

Faintly, you could hear the rain drumming against the roof. Earlier, that sound had lulled you to sleep and it was also the first thing you heard as you were starting to stir. After painting your nails, you told yourself you were just going to close your eyes for a minute while they were drying.

An hour later, you didn’t even hear Billy come home.

The strong scent of nail polish hung in the air as he walked through the door. Billy called out to you but you didn’t hear him.

“Baby?” He said softly.

No answer.

Meticulously, Billy put his things away…his keys, jacket, gun. He loosened his tie and unbuttoned his dress shirt sleeves so he could roll them up to his elbows. He followed the scent of nail polish to your shared bedroom and paused in the doorway to briefly watch you while you slept.

Outside, the sky was gloomy and overcast but inside you were his bright spot. You were the warm afternoon sun that danced across his face and made him smile after his dismal ride home.

Billy carefully walked over to the bed, looked at your newly painted toes and smiled because you had painted them black, his favorite. They shined like patent leather even in the dimly lit room. Your hands were resting on your stomach and he watched as your chest rose and fell gently with every breath you took.

He committed to memory the way you looked at that moment, the soft comfortable shorts you were wearing, his hoodie that you constantly stole from him to keep your arms warm, and he loved the peaceful look you had on your face while you slept.

When he looked closely at your ankle, he spotted a triangle shaped scar that he had never noticed before. Billy thought he had memorized every inch of your body but he didn’t remember if you had ever mentioned how you got that one.

Reaching for you with his agile fingers, he lightly and slowly traced the outline of your scar, while desperately trying not to wake you. Billy had a very light touch but between the rain and the slight tickle you felt on your ankle, your eyes gradually fluttered open.

A sly smile stretched across your lips as you looked down and saw him tracing the scar on your ankle.

“Whatcha doin’, handsome?” You asked.

Before turning his head to look at you, Billy smiled and replied, “I was admiring your fresh pedicure when I noticed this scar and I don’t know what it’s from, I thought I knew every mark on your body. Why don’t I know about this one?”

Billy’s tone was somber and his lips pulled back over his teeth like he was upset that he didn’t know all about your scar.

“It’s just an old bicycle injury, Billy. It’s not a big deal.” You replied and shrugged at the same time as you tried to conceal how nervous you were.

Billy brought his gaze up to yours, his endless brown eyes looked like two black ink wells and the muscles in his jaw tensed when he asked about the scar.

“Tell me, my love.” He said with an uncomfortable smile, almost like he knew it wasn’t JUST an old bicycle injury.

“Billy, I don’t know—“ You had started to say before he interrupted you.

“Just tell me what happened, sweet girl.” He said calmly. “It’s ok.”

Trying to smile, you sat upright in bed with your back resting on the headboard. It had been a long time since you had thought about that day.

It was around this time of year, late summer, the sun was high in the sky so it had to have been around lunchtime or a little after when you were outside playing with your brother and your cousin. You were probably around 11 and the three of you were getting ready to ride your bikes back home from the park where you were playing.

You were the oldest, it was your job to watch out for the younger ones, so you let them ride up ahead of you. Once they had turned onto your street, you felt immense relief that you were almost home and that’s when you sensed a car slowly pull up behind you.

And then you heard that voice.

“Hey sweetheart, you lost? Anyone ever tell you how pretty you are?” He had said with an evil smile.

“Pretty…” Billy hated that word. As you looked over at him, he had clenched his fist, his face was flushed with rage, while he gripped the blanket on the bed so tight that you thought he may rip it.

You couldn’t recall what the man looked like when he called out to you but you do remember his voice. It sounded like he did nothing but smoke cigarettes all day, it was deep, scratchy and made your skin crawl, like fingernails on a chalkboard.

Nervously shaking your head, you said, “No, I’m fine.”

Your heart was leaping out of your chest and you felt the sweat on your brow about to trickle down your forehead when you decided to make a run for it. When you forcefully pushed down on the bike pedal, your foot slipped and you ended up slicing your ankle on the jagged teeth of the pedal which is when another man jumped from the car and tried to grab you.

But you managed to pedal as fast as you could to catch up to your brother and your cousin who were waiting for you around the corner from where the man tried to grab you.

They didn’t follow you and you never saw them again but the memory always came back when the scent of clove cigarettes was in the air, or heard a deep raspy male voice, or felt someone walking behind you.

It was something from your childhood that you never spoke of again until now, not even to your brother or your cousin who were with you that day. And you’ve been looking over your shoulder ever since.

Knowing what Billy had been through as a young child, your entire body tensed watching him seethe with anger. His cheeks were flushed and you could hear him grinding his teeth while still tightly gripping the blanket in between his fingers.

“Billy? Say something, please.” You said, breaking the silence.

He gently kissed the scar on your ankle and crawled from the foot of the bed up to you, pulled you into his chest and kissed the top of your head. His heartbeat pounded against your ear as you melted into his arms and closed your eyes.

“You don’t look over your shoulder when you’re with me, baby.” He said in a slightly confused tone.

You pulled away to snake your arms around his neck and look into his eyes.

With a warm smile, you replied, “Being with you is the ONLY time I don’t look over my shoulder, Billy. Because I know they’d have to get through you to get to me.”

Billy gently pressed his lips to yours which tasted like peppermint. His shoulders relaxed a little as he smiled back and said, “I’ll never let anything happen to you, sweet girl. You’re everything I’ve ever wanted.”

After finally telling someone your secret, the weight of that secret had finally been removed from your chest and you could breathe a little easier now. Your terrifying childhood experience that had been kept inside all of these years was finally out in the open but you were ok with it.

“I love you.” You said in barely more than a whisper as your eyes welled up with tears. “So much, Billy.”

Billy just smiled, lightly brushed his knuckles against your cheek, and kissed you again before saying, “I love you too, sweet girl. And I’ll pay to have that scar removed, just say the word and it will be gone.”

In that moment, you felt so loved, so seen, and understood. All he wanted to do was make sure you were happy, that you were ok, and he would do anything for you to make that happen, even going as far as paying to have your scar removed.

“Oh Billy…that’s so sweet. But my bike probably saved my life, and yes, looking at that scar reminds me of that day but I’m very thankful for that bicycle and the mark it left on me…literally.” You said, trying to smile. “Thank you, my love.”

Although your experience wasn’t the same as Billy’s, he knew it could have been so much worse for you than it was but that didn’t make him any less angry about it. Your only wish was that he had been able to escape his worst nightmare also.

He knew what kind of real life monsters existed in this world and that he may never have had the chance to meet you if they had taken you. You were the person that understood him the most and loved him for exactly who he was. He didn’t even want to think about what his life would be like without you…but he’d never have to.

“Well, if you ever change your mind…” Said Billy, pulling you tight to his chest again.

You would always be there for each other, for love, comfort, or just to listen.

Relaxing into his embrace, you kissed him on the neck, and said with a smile, “I know, baby…I know.”

It felt good to finally let go.

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[futurememor1es]

summer bucket list ideas

some of these are not on my list, but these are just ideas you can add to yours. i'll post mine in the end of summer.

🔲 re-do your bedroom

🔲 create a summer playlist

🔲 read a book

🔲 learn a new skill

🔲 watch sunset

🔲 watch sunrise

🔲 go to the movies

🔲 have a no electronics day

🔲 make popsicles

🔲 diy manicure or pedicure

🔲 have a spa day

🔲 dance in the rain

🔲 go thrifting

🔲 customize an old shirt

🔲 explore a new town

🔲 explore a new part of your town

🔲 finish a netflix series

🔲 stay up all night

🔲 try a new form of exercise

🔲 have a fun photoshoot

🔲 stargaze

🔲 chill in the hammock

🔲 spend a day at the beach

🔲 play a board game

🔲 go night swimming

🔲 chalk the driveway

🔲 try a new ice cream flavor

🔲 sleep on a trampoline

🔲 wake up early to go on a run

🔲 water gun fight

🔲 make a smoothie

🔲 create a scrap book (or a digital one)

🔲 catch a frog (and name him ^⁠‿⁠^⁠)

🔲 annotate a book

🔲 go on a bike ride

🔲 get a sun tattoo

🔲 go on a picnic

🔲 try yoga

🔲 write a letter to your future self

🔲 make every day count !!

[ghoulfuckersincorporated]

Never thought id be here today, waiting for more Coopee Howars foot fetish content.

Tbh its not even that I want someone sucking my toes, i just love how into it he gets.

As always I speak for the however many of us when I say I love your stuff I cant wait to be fed again<3

Oh, this one's going up on the shelf. Y'all are really turning me into wretched little goblin who enjoys corrupting people, even moreso than I already was! And yes, I feel like not enough people consider the "receiving" side of foot fetishism. Having someone you really like and trust be into your feet (which aren't usually in anyone's favorite physical features on themselves or anything) is so fun and strangely ego-feeding. Go on and get someone hot to rub your feet or pay for a pedicure or something, friends. It could change your life!

"You really don't have to do this, you know." you muse at your narrowly-focused boyfriend as he cracks his neck for the fourth time in the last hour.

Initially, he had offered to rub your feet. After a long day of walking and standing, your ankles are often tight and your feet ache, and he's sweet enough to help you out when you're spending the night together. You'd been very eager to accept; you remember it well. It was only a while ago. How it had turned into all of this was still somewhat of a mystery to you.

You'd offhandedly mentioned, right on the verge of falling asleep in sheer relaxation at his massaging of your lower body, that you'd been intending to take some time to paint your toes for a few days, but you'd been too busy and tired to get around to it. Before you knew what was really going on, he was asking where you kept your polish but insisting you didn't get up, leaving you directing him through your bathroom, under the sink to find what he wanted. When he sunk back onto his end of the couch, the small wire basket, the one that contained all your nail polishes, clippers, emery boards and such, fills his hands. You try your hardest to not squirm at the idea of him digging around in your meager little bathroom.

It's almost surreal to see him dressed so "working class", reclining on your couch in a pair of blue jeans, a braided brown belt, and a white tee shirt. He had been wearing a fairly nice short sleeve button-up when he'd first come over, but the late summer heat inspired him to remove it. Your air conditioning works, but it doesn't work that well, unfortunately, leaving the place just a hair below "muggy". He's polite enough to not complain.

He's always a very gracious guest in your apartment, but you still find that you always feel a little embarrassed at your accommodations. You don't live in a hovel or anything, and you keep your place clean and work hard to make it homey, but knowing how much higher a standard of living he's used to never fails to fill you with mild shame. He wasn't born wealthy, though, and even now his split with Barb has left him somewhat hamstrung financially, so you know that he at least respects how hard you work to have the few nice things you have. It's a level of down-to-earth that you hadn't been expecting when the literal celebrity had initially begun to woo you, and it made you fall for him all the quicker.

The two of you choose the color together from the options, settling on a nice, bright white. He says it compliments the tone of your skin beautifully. Your place is filled with companionable silence as he sets to work, the only real sound the buzz of the multiple fans you have running in each room.

You're rather surprised at how well he seems to paint the nails, at least at first. For one, he has incredibly steady, nimble hands, working the tiny brush with practiced ease, so the little dots and streaks you usually leave along the cuticle and nail bed are nowhere to be seen. You suspect that he may have done this for Barb a time or two, but if he has, he doesn't volunteer it, noticeably quieter than he's been all night. You don't press, often afraid to breach the subject of his ex for fear of ruining the vibe.

Secretly, you also worry, deep inside, that he might think about going back to her sometimes. While he seems relieved by the finalization of the divorce most of the time, there are moments, vulnerable moments, where he openly misses his family. You want to be fair to him, to give him the space to express and process his feelings that he needs, but he and Barb had only been separated about a year when the two of you had begun to date. Head over heels in love with the sweet, sexy, thoughtful older man at this point, you fear ending up a rebound, your dreams sometimes plagued with visions of him leaving you to reconcile with her, or simply deciding that he no longer wants to date anyone, period.

You keep these annoying little dreams to yourself, by and large.

"Alright, they seem dry enough." he says finally, poking at one nail gingerly and distracting you from your rather grim thoughts. You watch him inspecting his work, and it makes you beam, a reaction that only intensifies when you notice his erection. Its presence doesn't necessarily surprise you.

Several times now, he's sort of goaded you into letting him suck your toes when he has you in certain positions, usually when he's got you folded in half like a lawn chair on your back and you basically can't stop him (or properly kick at him, accidentally or otherwise). It's not something you'd seen coming from him, but the way it makes you feel leads to you letting him do so whenever he wants, rather happily. He's very adventurous sexually, and the two of you enjoy trying new things together, so initially you'd taken the experimentation as just that; messing around, testing, teasing. But he seems to really enjoy both the act itself and your reaction to it, slowly adding it to his regular repertoire.

Two can play at that game, though, and you've begun to use his own moves against him.

You let the soft arch of your foot play over the now-straining bulge in his pants, a smile playing coyly at the corners of your mouth as he barely withholds a groan at the feeling. For a few silent moments, you toy with him, examining the white polish that perfectly coats each of your nails, nudging and petting at him as you do.

"Quite a bold little tease." he chuckles, the sound low and licentious. His left hand still dances around your feet as they rest in his lap, but the other dances down and quickly works the mahogany colored belt open, the hiss of his fly coming undone making you shiver.

Wordlessly, he tugs his cock free, staring you down all the while.

"Mmm, I think your initial foot rub offer may have been just a tad self-serving, Mister Howard." you muse, your voice low and rich in your attempt to be seductive, your eyes glued to the hand that's slowly, teasingly stroking himself at you. The head is already flushed a deep red and leaking generously, and you feel drawn to it, pulling yourself up into a sitting position to get a closer look, but you're quickly rebuffed.

"Not done yet." he responds, his hand leaving his erection, which springs up to lay flat against his stomach as he playfully pushes you back into your spot, his palm warm against your exposed skin for a brief moment. Giggling, you humor him despite the heat you feel rapidly consuming you, gnawing away at your lower lip as you watch him closely.

Reaching down into the little metal basket on the floor once more, he produces a bottle of lotion that you often use to finish off your at-home pedicures. His demeanor is all business as he sets to applying the thick cream to your skin, starting at the ankles and working his way down, gently massaging his way as he goes. It feels wonderful, just as his massaging earlier did, but at this point, you're beyond distracted by the very minor view of his cock you have at this angle, pressing your thighs together as best as you can to try and relieve the ache building in your clit.

"Mmm, needs just a little more lotion, don't you think?" he asks, thumb pressing right into the center of your heel and drawing a sigh from you, the sound of the cap popping open snapping through the air. He watches you closely as his grip eases, both hands moving up to warm the glob of the stuff he lets fall into his palm. Watching raptly, you finally slide your own hand into your sleep shorts, grunting quietly at the sparks that shoot through you as you begin to slowly rub at your puffy slit. His eyes are following you, and his already throbbing erection jerks visibly at the sight.

Both of you let out a low groan when one of his well-lotioned hands wraps around his cock, stroking it lightly a handful of times before quickly grabbing your feet once more, applying the extra product mostly to your toes and inner soles, which you watch with a delicious combination of lust and squirming bashfulness.

"God, you have such sexy feet." he murmurs, entirely to himself.

The two of you are often surprisingly in-sync for a couple with a not-insignificant age gap, and sometimes you feel like you can see his thought processes perfectly.

This is one of those times.

You've never given a proper foot job before, but the whole thing isn't really as complicated as it seemed in your mind once you pull yourself close, your lover's eyes glinting with want as you experiment with your body's position, the angle of your legs and ankles, trying to find what's most comfortable for you both. Eventually, you settle for sitting up and facing him, balancing on your hands and ass on the worn cushion as your legs extend forward, resting lightly along his own, spread open along the couch frame.

"You'll tell me if I do something wrong, right?" you ask, and he laughs at first, but when his eyes meet yours again he must see the sincerity there, because his tone is earnest when he responds.

"Of course, sweetheart."

Trying his best to help you, he cups your heels and supports your lower legs as you gently begin to rub against him, starting with your inner arch. He hisses at the contact, watching you very closely as you pet along his shaft with your lubricated toes, tracing the head with care. You can feel his precum cooling on your skin as you tease him more and more, building him up into a groaning, lowing mess, begging you for something he doesn't have words for.

His moans only increase in volume as you press both arches around him, squeezing his shaft as best as you can, raising and lowering yourself intentionally, trying your best to stroke him with your lower appendages alone. Your lover is frozen as he takes in your efforts, quickly becoming more and more coordinated, your skin becoming slicker and slicker as he leaks continuously. As soon as he regains any composure, his only move is to grab onto your ankles and hold on tight.

Spurred on by the wild look in his eyes, you press your feet together as tightly as you can, still balancing on one hand and your rear as your lover slickly fucks the gap between them. It doesn't feel like much to you, save for the slight tickle of the friction of his skin on yours, but watching him writhe with pleasure, his chest heaving hard as he breathes fast and shallow, groaning and bucking as you both glisten with sweat…the sight of it pushes you rapidly towards the edge.

"Fuck, baby, I love you." he growls almost absentmindedly, feverish with lust as his hips snap against them faster and faster, your hand between your legs racing to catch up as you both speed towards your finish. The confession makes you flush and clench hard, and a split second later, you're cumming harder than you have at any time in recent memory, finally losing your balance and spilling backwards, flat and staring up at the ceiling as your body twitches and jerks out of your control. Cooper continues to use your appendages to please himself, and you can hear him muttering incoherent obscenities under his breath as his whole body tenses, tight like a cobra ready to strike.

"Lemme see it, Coop." you breathe.

Still riding your incredibly tense high, you fight to keep your eyes open as you watch him toss his head back, his squared jaw falling slack as a low, deep, guttural bellow spills forth from him, filling the room with sound as the first shot of him hits your skin. Jet after jet of hot, sticky cum paints the tops of your feet, your toes, your inner soles, dripping hotly down onto his covered stomach as the head of his cock rubs against you a final few times.

As you both work to recompose yourselves, he pulls his soiled shirt over his head and uses it to crudely clean up the mess, enough that you won't be dragging it everywhere, at least. It's your turn to admire him, then, drawn in as always by his enticing physique. He has a very nice body, painstakingly crafted and meticulously maintained with hard work, and you know he's very proud of it, so you let your eyes linger rather obviously. It earns a wry smirk from him as he leans back a bit. You want to kiss him breathless.

"Well." you say after a few more silent seconds, a sly remark loaded that dies on your tongue as he pulls himself to his feet rather suddenly.

"Yeah, don't 'well' me, kid." he retorts, tucking his visibly still-hard cock back into his pants, his clothing disheveled, open belt buckle clanking back and forth as he leans down to take your hand, quickly yanking you up onto your own.

"Cooper!" you cackle as he holds you steady, eyes running hungrily up and down your body. His voice is deadly when he responds, his free hand coming down to slap your ass hard as he jerks his head towards the back of the apartment:

"You'd better get your ass in that bedroom, girl."

[chiaraswritings]

The Pink Pool

Disclaimer: I do not own DC or their characters, or their settings. This is certainly not canon. Also, putting dye and bubble bath in a pool sounds like a bad idea in real life and you probably should not do it. Indulge in this fictional work instead.

Warnings & Topics: Suggestive themes. 18+.

Word Count: 812 words.

Summary: A short Bruce Wayne x gender neutral!reader fluff, a birthday present to remember, and a pink pool with bubbles. 

Author’s Note: It is not my birthday yet, nor would I like a vacation home for a present in real life, but I thoroughly enjoyed writing this piece. I’m going to try to publish many more summer stories in the near future. I hope you enjoy. 

It was honestly a ridiculous idea. Childish. Unrealistic. But I’d been dreaming of this opportunity my entire life.

The boxes were all unpacked, and we had finished constructing the new bed frame. New white sheets were fitted over the new mattress, new plates had been placed carefully in the new cabinets, the new house was completely ready for new adventures and new love. 

He had bought this new vacation home for my birthday and taken the next two weeks off work, just to spend it with me in the new villa. If I recall his exact words, he had given me the green light to “do whatever you want with the place, it’s yours now,” as he had carried me across the threshold. It really was an incredible home, a luxurious four bedrooms and three bathrooms, rose vines wrapping around the arches, white flowers decorating the shrubbery. Though it was nothing compared to Wayne Manor, I had been just a tad bit hesitant to accept the overwhelming birthday present, considering we had only been together for a few months. And yet…well, even if we didn’t last, at least I had gotten the glorious opportunity to live in such a fairytale house for a little while.

As I made my way to the French doors that opened to the spacious backyard, I smiled at the recent memory of him revealing my birthday surprise and the shock I had felt.

“You want to spend how many weeks here?”

“Just two. You don’t want to?”

“I do, but… come on, Bruce, work will never let me have the days off. Not so soon.”

“Quit your job.”

“Now you’re just being ridiculous.”

I will never forget the smile he gave me with his reply. 

“Maybe I am being ridiculous, but it feels too good to stop.” 

I had not resigned after all, but he had called my workplace, much to my embarrassment. Either way, I was on an unexpected vacation for my birthday, and life couldn’t be better. Bruce had to go back to the office for a few hours to wrap up some unfinished work, but then he would be back, ready to kick off the next two weeks of paradise he had promised me. I was anxiously looking forward to tonight, to spending our first night here together in that lavish bed. But first, I had something else on my mind.

Stepping out into the fading light of dusk, I drummed my fingers against the bottle I was holding. My boyfriend’s go-ahead to do whatever I wanted with the place was fulfilling a dream I had been entertaining since I was thirteen years old. Of course, that was years and years ago, but the thought had always stayed in the back of my mind every time I went swimming in a pool. I just had never had the chance to do it.

My freshly pedicured feet strode towards the rectangular pool, the shimmering blue water accentuated by underwater lights. I picked up the bucket that lay beside the edge of the pool, dipping it into the water to collect the amount I needed, my mind calculating the best way to carry out my plan. Pouring some of the bottle’s product into the bucket, I began to mix the liquid with the pool water. Once combined, I stood, my eyes searching for the location of the jets inside the pool. Locating one, I picked up the bucket and dumped the contents into the pool over the jet. 

… 

An hour had passed since sunset. I had heard the car door slam shut, as well as his dress shoes making their way to where I was relaxing in the pool. My freshly dyed pink pool with bubbly foam floating on portions of the surface. 

I couldn’t help but laugh at the surprise on his face. Raising myself out of the pool, brushing the bubbles off of my swimwear, I wrapped my foamy arms around his neck, pressing myself against him, completely soaking the front of his suit. “Hey, missed you.” 

He was chuckling and shaking his head at me. “I missed you too… and I also missed the memo about a pink bubble bath in our pool. I didn’t really wear the right outfit to this party.” 

I laughed, kissing him before pulling away. “Then go change, I’ll be here.” 

“I know you will,” he winked, before disappearing into the house again. I stepped back into the foamy water, relaxing in the water that lapped against my shoulders and splashed gently on my neck. 

When he returned, appropriately dressed in his own swimming attire, I nearly pulled him headfirst into the pool in my excitement. Finally with my lover, in the pool of my teenage dreams, I was happier than I had been in a long time. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. The kiss we then shared was incredibly blissful, just like I knew this night would be.

[brightlight-dazzlingeyes]

ibiza night fever | chapter 03

pablo gavi x original female character [+18]

synopsis: to celebrate her recent freedom, sofie’s best friends invited her to spend the summer in ibiza. after four years, a tattoo and countless fights – sofie was single. she was dumped on her 22nd birthday; now all she asks for is a calm and relaxing vacation with her girlfriends – no boys allowed. warnings: age gap, alcohol consumption, smut, angst; minors dni.

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Chapter 03 | I’m a ruin 

“I know I'm playing with your heart

And I could treat you better

But I'm not that smart”

The wondrous vacation continued the next day. The girls decided it would be a Spa Day. Even though they were all in their early 20’s, the chaotic alcohol driven last couple of days started to creep up on them. They needed fresh energy for more chaotic alcohol driven days. At the spa, they were welcomed at the reception with views over the sparkling bay of Cala Xarraca. They were greeted with soothing music and the scent of lavender. They changed into white robes and slippers and headed to a relaxation room. Sofie laid on a massage table, waiting for her Lomi-Lomi Hawawiian massage. Her mind immediately wandered to thoughts of her ex-boyfriend. She couldn't help but wonder what he was doing at that very moment. Was he thinking of her? Or had he slept with someone else too? They had matching tattoos. Got them a couple years ago. Not a lot of people know about it, as it’s quite hidden. Pablo probably saw it, if he paid attention. As the masseuse worked her magic on Sofie's tense muscles, she felt a sense of longing for Thomas. She missed the way he used to make her laugh and the way he would hold her close at night. But their relationship was over for a reason. He left her.

“So you changed your mind?” Chiara asked her as they were getting pedicures.

“About what?”

“Not having sex while in Ibiza. Which, let me just say, was an insane idea to begin with.”

“Oh, you know what? Yes, I did. I came here to feel good, so, fuck it. Feeling desired is part of the healing process, maybe? I don't know.” Sofie was confused, even in the peaceful environment she still couldn't think straight.

“So… I can set you up with other guys?”

“No way! I mean, maybe? Coming here and not sleeping with anyone was like a spiritual journey, but sleeping with just one guy feels embarrassing. Especially a random 18 years old who probably doesn’t even remember my name anymore.”

“Sofie, baby, I’m looking at you and I know for sure he remembers your name.”

The girls enjoyed massages, facials, and a dip in the hot tub. They chatted and laughed, catching up on each other's lives. During lunch, at the spa’s luxurious restaurant, Sofie felt the need to let go of the past and focus on the present. 

Pedri texted her in the afternoon with a nightclub address and a questionable Garfield sticker. It was an illustration of the orange cat doing a peace sign. Sofie chuckled and nonchalantly suggested the same nightclub as the girls next destination.

**

"The Electric Octopus" was known for its wild parties and eclectic music. The club was packed with people from all over the world, with neon lights flashing and the bass thumping so loud Sofie could feel it in her bones. As the crowd pulsed around her, Sofie lost herself in the music, moving her body to the beat. Still paying attention to her friends, she noticed Rebecca looking anxious, scanning the crowd as if looking for a familiar face. There was no way she knew Pedri was here, or that he specifically organized for her to come. But it was like she could feel something in the air, his presence. Call it chemistry, if you will. Suddenly, Rebecca felt a tap on her shoulder and turned around to see Pedri, dressed beautifully in black with a mischievous grin on his face. The two friends hugged, with the man discreetly winking at Sofie, thanking her.

“Come on, we got a private booth.” Pedri guided the girls to the secluded area. The booth had a sophisticated vibe – it’s own private dance floor – plush seating, dim lighting, and a table for drinks and snacks. The place was big enough to fit more than a dozen people, and there were already a few hanging out when the girls arrived. Other young athletic men whom Sofie could only hope weren’t footballers as well, and a couple of gorgeous girls. Pablo was there too, playfully chatting with one of the girls. He didn’t look surprised to see her, but Sofie couldn’t hide her anxiety.

They all got introduced, but even as the time passed by and Sofie got more comfortable around the strangers, she couldn’t shake off the nausea of meeting Pablo under these conditions. He was clearly slightly drunk and overly straightforward with his flirting. Sofie felt small and unimportant. At some point, when Sofie got distracted with the music and their friends, Pablo sat down next to her.

“Hey.” He whispers in her ear. “You don’t get to be jealous.”

“I know, I’m not!” Sofie was blushing and Pablo was adoring it.

“You look jealous.” 

They were looking into each other's eyes, way too close. Closer than Pablo was to the other girl.

“Im not.”

“You’re acting jealous.” He’s teasing her, whispering in her ear.

“I’m really not.”

“You look beautiful.” Pablo smiles, admiring her. She really does look beautiful. “Give me your phone number.”

“No.”

“You gave Pedri your phone number, Sofie. This is ridiculous.”

“Yes, well, I like talking to Pedri. He has really nice stickers.”

“I can show you something a lot nicer than Pedri stickers.”

Sofie laughs at that and the boy can’t help but laugh with her. She shakes her head and takes her drink to the dance floor. She tries to put some distance between them. Sofie feels hot. Looking back at the seating area, the girl – Ana – is already back at Pablo’s side. Good. Good.

The room around her only makes her feel worse. Becca is fully making out with Pedri in one corner and her other friends are one drink away from doing the same with the boys they bonded. The booth feels too crowded. Sofie took the french exit and left without saying a word. Outside of the club, feeling the ocean breeze and the island’s cold 2AM weather, Sofie calmed down immediately. The noise and chaos of the club had been overwhelming, and she was glad to be out in the fresh air. On one hand, she was very attracted to Pablo and enjoyed spending time with him. On the other hand, she didn't want to get hurt again. She needed time to think and reflect, to figure out what she wanted and what was best for her. Suddenly she heard someone calling her name. It was Daniel, the yacht owner.

“Sofie, is that you?” Daniel said, grinning. “Wow, you look amazing! What are you doing here by yourself?”

Sofie smiled back, politely.

“I’m just taking a break from the club. It was getting a bit overwhelming there.”

Daniel nodded in agreement. “Yeah, I hear you. It’s crazy here tonight.”

That’s when Pablo walked out of the club. He scanned the area and spotted Sofie talking to someone. Daniel, he recognized him. They were mutual friends. Small world, apparently.

“Hey, guys. What's going on?” He approached them trying to appear casual.

“Oh hey, man!” Daniel turned to him, surprised. The three of them exchanged pleasantries, but Pablo felt insecure around Daniel, who seemed to have a natural ease with Sofie that he couldn't match. After a few minutes of awkward small talk, Sofie asks:

“So, we should get going, right?” Sofie raised an eyebrow, praying Daniel would get her cue. Luckily for her, he did.

"Right. Yes. We should get going. Sorry. mate, see you later?” He taps Gavi on the shoulder and waves goodbye.

They walked along the beach and Sofie tried to start small talk, but Daniel wasn’t having it.

“What was that about? Gavi did something to you?”

“Oh no. It 's not like that. I think I did something to him. Listen, I don’t wanna talk about it. Let me just text my friends, I kind of just dipped on them.”

Daniel nodded and waited for her. “Do you wanna go back to my place? I have some friends over, but it won’t be as noisy as the club.”

“Okay. I guess.”

“I’m not helping you for free, though. I want you to answer a question.”

“A question? Okay. I thought you were about to ask for a blowjob!”

“Girl, I don’t need to ask for blowjobs.”

“Alright…”

“I want to know about Rebecca. And Pedri. Are they together? What 's the deal?”

Sofie stops walking, biting her lips.

“Honestly? I don’t know. But I know she’s not into you. Sorry.”

"That 's okay. I’ll just settle for second place.” Daniel tries to put his arm around Sofie’s shoulder and she pushes him off.

“Hey, fuck off!”

They laugh and he looks at her as if he’s wounded.

“Please don’t tell me you’re into Gavi.”

“I won’t tell you, then.”

In the morning, when she wakes up on Daniel’s couch still wearing yesterday's clothes, Sofie gets a text. 'Pool party today! Bitch, don’t forget! - Luisa.' Sofie groans. They organized a pool party in their villa and Sofie regrets ever feeling excited about anything. There was another text, from Pedri. It was a Garfield sticker. The orange cat was wearing sunglasses and holding a floater. Great, just great.

[youngasura]

Foot Care and Patterns in Summer Sandals

Each summer carries with it a great many sandals. This year stages appear to have rethought themselves once more. They are adaptable, viable, agreeable and rich. We are spoilt for decision, as a ton of fashioners have gone for this look.

This summer style sandals come in two fundamental choices:

1. Exemplary Roman sandals with soles and some with high heels

2. Stage sandals with thick, high heels.

At the point when we are discussing sandals we should not forget that in the sandal, our foot is uncovered in its full brilliance. You can't conceal hard skin or calloused feet in sandals, so maybe you would do well to make a start on foot care today.

Initial a couple of facts

1. 3 out of 4 Americans experience serious foot problems sooner or later in their lives.

2. Women have roughly 4 fold the number of foot problems as men. High heels are supposed to be mostly to fault for this yet in addition an absence of legitimate care, including sick fitting shoes can welcome on problems. Assuming shoes are tight or rub the feet, don't buy them.

3. Walking is the best exercise for your feet. Additionally it improves circulation and advances all over health. Gentle foot exercises consistently are great as well. Squirming the toes and twisting, holding for a couple of moments and afterward uncurling the feet.

4. Foot odor is a common problem while wearing sandals; it is brought about by microscopic organisms that attack the shoes and the bottoms of the feet in warm, moist circumstances.

Here are a few tips and ideas to help your feet stay looking and smelling pleasant.

1. Clean your feet well; cleanser and water consistently, or attempt an at-home pedicure, which will be unwinding and help you to get your feet prepared for a sandal summer.

2. Why not attempt a foot shower? Fill a compartment with warm water and a drop or two of your number one rejuvenating balm, then soak your feet for no less than 10 minutes, whenever the situation allows.

3. Sooth aching feet with a basic hot-and-cold foot shower. Utilizing two bowls, put boiling water in one then add 20ml of mustard oil. Fill the other bowl with cold water. Soak your feet in the hot water for up to 3-4 minutes and afterward put them in the virus water bowl. Rehash this 5 or multiple times and afterward dry the feet carefully. Shed and saturate after washing the feet, as it mellow the skin, permitting dead skin to easily be taken out more.

4. Attempt to constantly pick sandals made of cotton or calfskin and picked open-toed sandals, which permit outside air circulation between the foot and the shoe. This helps to forestall microbes and scents shaping.

[ledenews]

Advice Columnist Stacey Creely Offers Men Insights from a 40-Something

She offers beauty, diet and nutrition, and parenting tips on her new website, “Find Yourself After 40,” and Stacey Creely now will offer a few answers to some tricky question pertaining to relationships, social interaction, and the balance between being a parent and a professional. Creely and her husband Dennis live in the Wheeling area, and they are raising a daughter who’s now a high school senior. Of course, the idea for her new blog struck her soon after her 40th birthday, and she developed her website over the summer and launched it about a month ago. So far, Creely has offered insight on meal prepping, selecting free-time reading material, and beauty essentials on a budget, but she’ll be offering her answers to our humorous-yet-touchy topics each week, as well. If you have any questions you would like Creely to address, please email the inquiries to info@ledenews.com. Style is one thing, and in some situations, it's everything. What is the best way to tell your significant other they do not look good in what they are wearing? This is a tricky question because I typically don’t have to say anything at all! My husband will vouch for the fact that I can speak with my eyes! He usually knows pretty quickly from the look on my face whether or not I am pleased with his outfit choice. That being said, I think there is a distinct difference between telling your partner they don’t “look good” versus they don’t look “appropriate” for the occasion. I always think my hubby looks great no matter what he is wearing, but like most women, I'm guilty of making a snarky comment or two. He does a pretty good job of cleaning up, though, so I can’t complain. I also think if you balance complimenting your partner when they do look really nice with offering “suggestions” when you want them to wear something different, it goes a long way. The same holds true for ladies - we like to get compliments when we dress up, so guys, take notice! Some couples approach their debates as a sport but still try to keep it fun at the same time. Has a man ever won an argument with a woman? If yes, please include the date and topic in your answer. If not, please advise how male readers can do better in the debates. Yes AND No! If the question is, “Has a man ever been ‘right’ in an argument?”, the answer is most definitely, at times, yes. Oddly, my husband and I have a lifelong argument over socks. He accuses me of stealing his socks to wear to the gym. Is he right? Absolutely. But does he ever win? Not really, because I still do it anyway, haha!  But shhh…don’t tell him I admitted to that! In all seriousness, I think if we focus on who is right and who wins in an argument, we are ultimately missing an opportunity to strengthen our relationships. Even though it is human nature to focus on winning the argument – and I'm certainly guilty of this, as well – we really need to focus on finding ways to meet in the middle. I believe that's one of the keys to a successful and healthy relationship. Some may believe pedicures and men do not mix, but many males still order them at the nail shop. Is it a good idea for men to have pedicures? Why or why not?  UGH! I have mixed feelings about this! Ultimately, I think this is definitely a personal preference. On one hand, a man with ugly, dirty, nasty feet wearing a pair of sandals is a total turn off (sorry guys). So, if a man wants to get a pedicure, I have no problem with that. But on the other hand, personally, would I want my man sitting next to me in a pedicure chair? Probably not.  I would rather be getting the pedicure while my husband is cutting the grass or working on my Jeep! Read the full article

[petitpiedgalbe]

Mint mint mint!

And here are a few classic shots of this wonderful manicure and pedicure. I haven't changed this color yet, and I already miss it. I can't wait to return to it. This mint color probably has really... become my favorite :)

[salonsoftwarebenny]

From Flip-Flops to Fabulous: How to Attract Clients During Sandal Season

1. Spotlight on Pedicures: The Essential Summer Service

When it comes to sandal season, pedicures are a must-have service for many clients. As soon as the weather warms up, people start paying more attention to their feet, making pedicures one of the most sought-after services during the summer. To maximize your salon's potential, create a menu of summer-themed pedicures that cater to the needs of your clientele.

Consider offering packages like the "Beach-Ready Pedi" that includes exfoliation, moisturizing masks, and a choice of vibrant summer nail colors. Another option could be the "Luxury Spa Pedicure" with added extras like hot stone massage and paraffin treatments. These value-added services not only enhance the client experience but also allow you to charge a premium price.

With the best salon software, you can easily create, promote, and manage these packages, ensuring that your clients know about the special summer offerings. The best salon and spa software allows you to track popular services, helping you to adjust your offerings based on demand, while the best spa software can automate reminders and promotions to keep your clients coming back.

2. Foot Treatments: Go Beyond the Basic Pedi

Pedicures are just the beginning. To truly stand out during sandal season, consider offering specialized foot treatments that address common summer concerns. Cracked heels, dry skin, and sunburned feet are all issues that clients may face as they transition to open-toe shoes.

Create a menu of targeted foot treatments, such as a "Cracked Heel Repair" service featuring intensive moisturizers and soothing foot masks. Or offer a "Summer Skin Rescue" treatment that includes a cooling aloe vera mask and a hydrating foot massage. These treatments not only provide relief but also position your salon as the go-to place for comprehensive foot care.

Using the best salon software, you can easily schedule these treatments and integrate them into your existing service menu. The best salon and spa software enables you to bundle these treatments with other services, creating attractive packages that boost your salon's revenue. Additionally, the best spa software allows you to monitor client preferences and tailor your marketing efforts to promote these specialized services effectively.

3. Nail Art: Let Clients Express Their Summer Style

Summer is the perfect time for clients to get creative with their nail art. With more people wearing sandals, their toes are on display, making it an ideal opportunity to offer unique and eye-catching nail designs.

Consider launching a "Summer Nail Art" promotion that highlights the latest trends in nail design, such as tropical motifs, bright colors, and glitter accents. You could even offer a "Nail Art Add-On" service where clients can customize their pedicure with intricate designs or embellishments. This not only adds a personal touch to their service but also encourages them to share their stylish nails on social media, providing free promotion for your salon.

The best salon software can help you manage these nail art services by allowing you to book appointments efficiently and track client preferences. The best salon and spa software also lets you showcase your nail art portfolio online, making it easier for clients to choose their designs before they even step into the salon. Moreover, the best spa software can automate follow-up messages, reminding clients to book their next nail art session.

4. Create Summer-Exclusive Packages

To attract even more clients during sandal season, consider creating exclusive summer packages that bundle popular services together at a discounted rate. For example, you could offer a "Summer Glow" package that includes a pedicure, foot treatment, and a mini facial, all designed to help clients look and feel their best during the hot months.

Another idea is to create a "Sun-Kissed Beauty" package that combines a pedicure with a spray tan or skin-brightening facial. These packages not only provide value to clients but also encourage them to try services they might not have considered otherwise.

The best salon software allows you to create and manage these packages with ease, ensuring that your staff is aware of the promotions and that clients can book them seamlessly. The best salon and spa software can also help you track the success of these packages, providing insights into which services are most popular and how you can improve future offerings. Additionally, the best spa software can assist in cross-promoting these packages through email campaigns and social media posts, driving even more traffic to your salon.

5. Market Your Summer Services Effectively

No matter how great your summer offerings are, they won't bring in clients unless you market them effectively. Start by updating your salon’s website and social media pages with information about your summer services and packages. Use eye-catching images and engaging content to showcase the benefits of your pedicures, foot treatments, and nail art services.

Consider running a social media contest where clients can share pictures of their summer-ready feet after a visit to your salon. Offer a prize, such as a free service or discount, to encourage participation and increase visibility for your salon. You can also use the best salon software to send targeted email campaigns, reminding clients about the importance of foot care during the summer and highlighting your special offers.

The best salon and spa software allows you to segment your client list, ensuring that your marketing messages reach the right audience. You can also use the best spa software to track the effectiveness of your campaigns, allowing you to adjust your strategy as needed to maximize client engagement.

6. Enhance Client Experience with the Best Salon Software

Ultimately, the key to attracting clients during sandal season is providing an exceptional experience that keeps them coming back. By using the best salon software, you can streamline your operations, manage appointments more efficiently, and ensure that your clients receive top-notch service every time they visit.

The best salon and spa software enables you to personalize each client’s experience, from remembering their preferred services to sending them personalized offers based on their booking history. The best spa software can also help you manage client feedback, allowing you to continuously improve your offerings and maintain a high level of client satisfaction.

By leveraging these tools and strategies, your salon can turn sandal season into one of the busiest and most profitable times of the year. With the right marketing, services, and software, you'll be well on your way to attracting more clients and keeping your business booming all summer long.

[trendynestcreations]

Get ready for summer with these must-try nail and feet styles! From vibrant colors and playful patterns to elegant designs and trendy shapes, these ideas are perfect for showing off your summer spirit. Discover the hottest trends and find inspiration for your next manicure and pedicure. 🌟💖 #SummerNails #FeetStyles #NailInspiration #SummerTrends #BeautyTips

[1d1195]

Finals went well! I think for once in my life they weren’t too horrible?! And I was above average for all of my exams?! Expect math but we already know about my relationship with math lol

You have no idea how much I missed you! I swear I would have popped in earlier but I was so busy on Friday/weekend😭 I had my final early in the morning and I went to my friend’s graduation ceremony.

I’ve always wanted to dye my hair a silver color yet I’ve never caved in,plus my parents were never really for it when I was younger lol they were more worried about my hair being damaged than I was when I was younger lol and I’ve NEVER had the desire to be blonde which is why every time I catch a glimpse of myself rn I get freaked out😭 I’m excited when the dye will arrive lol and yes I will update you on that lol

I’m pretty much the same too when it comes to my hair growth! I chopped it off in January (up towards my chin) and now it’s by my hips lol and honestly if your hair grows fast, I say you should go for it if you want darker hair!

Omg you already saw him?? Im so glad you had a great time! And Niall has a violinist on tour with him?! Oh that is such a win! I love when artists highlight musicians like that! Love that their chemistry was so good and I too don’t know how she managed to do that! And omg that shoutout to Boston must have been so sweet😭

I totally get about the picking aspect! I use to be like that too! So I know how hard it is to not pick. Doing my own nails really helped with that honestly, like I don’t do gel anymore so I just use regular polish with simple designs/stickers I can do. I think that since I put in “work” I tend to not pick at them or just maybe think twice about it more! Plus I use a “peel off base” sometimes so if I do pick it won’t damage my nails as much because of the base. I say get that pedicure, like if you can, you deserve it!

You couldn’t even tell that you didn’t know where to take their story while reading it! And at least for me I could tell that there was lot of emotion into it. Especially that part with her and the child. I think it was heartbreakingly beautiful to read due to the parallels of her own story. And I’m glad that she was able to cry and just feel all of her emotions! It was so lovely to read Sam!

It’s probably going take time to relax or slow down a bit because it can be a bit abrupt to suddenly be “stress free”. And yeah I remember! I totally get it though but you’re trying at least! Self care or being “healthy” doesn’t look the same for everyone and we all have different needs. It can start out really small and you can build on that. But I’m still hoping for you to have an amazing summer! Plus you still have so much time!

No plans yet for the summer tbh! I don’t have anything set yet but maybe I’ll go to a few concerts and see my friends who came back for the summerlol I do though want to start a new book series the Interview with the Vampire one! I’m watching the show rn so I kinda want to make that commitment this summer but who knows lol also what are your thoughts on audio books?

It’s so nice to finally talk to you!!! More than a week is far too long! I was itching to be back! Missed you so much bestie!!! I always love hearing from you❤️-💜

OF COURSE YOU WERE ABOVE AVERAGE! You're incredible!!! 💕

Don't worry about being busy. I just missed you!!! 😭

Omg please ignore what I said about my hair. It doesn't grow nearly as fast as yours I'm FLOORED. Naturally my hair looked good today (getting it cut tomorrow). The hair stuff I was using reformulated and it's devastating. Changing the length will also make things complicated. Didn't know about the peel off base...that's intriguing. I should give that a try.

The shout out to Boston will probs be on repeat in my head for the rest of my life. Not sure if he says it to every crowd (he probs does) but I felt so special in my back row seats. It was so nice 😭 I told my sister I wish I played the violin and she said "I don't think you needed another thing to be neurotic about" and tbh she's more than likely correct; probs for the best I stuck with singing in choir 😂☠

I'm not against audio books but they're not for me. I like to listen to music while I read and I like to hold my books. I think I MIGHT consider getting a kindle/e-reader this year. A lot of my friends and coworkers have recommended audio books "You can read two books at once" but I don't enjoy that all that much. I get pretty confused as is while reading one book I don't need to read/listen to a second and mess with my story lines. I know next to nothing about Interview with a Vampire so please tell me about it! Why do you like it and what's it about? Have you heard how the book and show compare? Do you tend to prefer book > movie or the other way? I'm a book over movie kind of person and I typically read before I watch but someone I know who kinda struggles with reading mentioned it works for her to watch first because then she kinda knows what's being described when she reads. I never thought of it like that and I appreciate that POV way more now. (Also praying this will work when I get around to watching Catch 22 because right now it's the only book I've ever given up on and also considered doing as an audio book) I swear I need comprehension questions like I did back when I was in school. I'm absolutely STUPID when it comes to reading anything that was written prior to 2000. I love The Great Gatsby, Of Mice and Men, and To Kill a Mockingbird, but I swear I'm dumb af and didn't read anything underlying in them. Meanwhile my english major sister is like "you didn't know the rabid dog meant racism?" Like know, I thought it was a dog. I took note that Jem was color blind you're lucky I noticed that.

ANYWAY sorry for the rant about books and shows and whatnot. I hope I answered your question; what do you think of audiobooks?

So glad you're getting a chill summer bestie! You deserve it and all the fun things you're going to do!

xoxo

[saltyenthusiastpizza]

Things Ought To Know Acquiring Hair Dressing Supplies Online

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Communication may be vital from a salon. You will be able speak with your stylist in which he should to be able to what you have to say first before offering their professional ideas and opinions. The stylists should be that may communicate well with the clientele.

One with the main reasons to visit the Hair Salon end up being to get your hair cut and styled. Buying your tresses cut by a skilled is almost a criteria. Very few people can master doing this for themselves and can be a even fewer friends who'll offer to try to do this task. It has been said that those between wrong haircut and too a good the actual first is two weeks, but the truth is how the bad one can possibly really continue for much beyond.

Giving her summer accessories are great as successfully. Why not buy her favorite sunglass and in case you will add up some touch to personalize your gift. Buy Swarovski's and request someone to keep that ultimately sunglass handle to ad sophistication and type. Why not buy her a summer themed earrings and bangles so she'll wear that anywhere. A new summer themed bag Ladies Salon can be a hit, she's going to definitely love it.

Pedicure and manicure furniture will see a lot of use, when you offer nail treatments, and make sure that you are clients' toes and feet look excellent. You'll want to sure that both your clients and nail technicians are comfy during the procedure.

Remember to choose your beauty and hair salon and stylist carefully, be specific, and don't do anything too dramatic right away, and you get a haircut or colour that a person may be proud from.