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Bienvenidos a ManicuraMundo!
En este rincón virtual, estamos encantados de sumergirnos en el fascinante mundo de la manicura creativa. Desde las clásicas y atemporales hasta las más audaces y vanguardistas, aquí encontrarás todo lo que necesitas para embellecer tus uñas y expresar tu estilo único.
En ManicuraMundo, creemos que las uñas son mucho más que una simple parte del cuerpo: son lienzos en blanco esperando ser transformados en obras.
Quieres tornarte una profesional de las uñas haz clic aquí
Como mantener las uñas sanas y fuertes?
Mantener las uñas sanas y fuertes es importante para lucir unas manos bonitas y cuidadas. Aquí tienes algunos consejos para lograrlo:
1- Alimentación equilibrada: Una dieta rica en vitaminas y minerales es fundamental para la salud de las uñas. Asegúrate de incluir alimentos como frutas, verduras, proteínas magras y grasas saludables.
2- Hidratación: Mantén tus uñas y cutículas hidratadas aplicando regularmente aceite de cutícula o crema hidratante para manos y uñas. Esto ayudará a prevenir la sequía y la descamación.
3- Uso de guantes: Protege tus manos y uñas del agua y los productos químicos utilizando guantes al lavar los platos, limpiar la casa o realizar otras tareas que puedan dañarlas.
4- Limado adecuado: Limar las uñas en una sola dirección y evitar hacerlo de forma brusca o excesiva para evitar que se rompan o se astillen.
5- Corte cuidadoso: Si decide cortar sus uñas en lugar de limarlas, asegúrese de hacerlo con un cortaúñas limpio y afilado. Corta las uñas en línea recta o ligeramente redondeadas en las esquinas para evitar que se encarnen.
6- Evitar morderse las uñas: La costumbre de morderse las uñas puede debilitarlas y causar daño en la cutícula. Intenta mantener las manos ocupadas con una pelota antiestrés u otros objetos para evitar morderlas.
7- Higiene adecuada: Lávate las manos regularmente para mantenerlas limpias y prevenir infecciones. Sécalas bien después de lavarlas, especialmente debajo de las uñas, para evitar la acumulación de humedad.
8- Descanso entre manicuras: Dale a tus uñas un descanso entre las manicuras para permitir que se recuperen y respiren. Evite el uso excesivo de esmalte de uñas y removedor de esmalte, ya que pueden debilitarlas con el tiempo.
Siguiendo estos consejos y manteniendo una buena rutina de cuidado de las uñas, podrás mantenerlas sanas, fuertes y hermosas. Quieres convertirte en una profesional de las uñas HAZ CLIC AQUÍ
Cuáles son las tendencias en manicura:
💖Manicuras minimalistas: Las manicuras minimalistas están en tendencia, con diseños simples pero elegantes que utilizan colores neutros, líneas limpias y detalles sutiles💖Diseños de uñas negativas. Las uñas negativas son una técnica donde se deja una parte de la uña sin pintar para crear un diseño interesante y único. 💖Manicura metálica: Los esmaltes metálicos en tonos como el oro, plata y bronce están de moda, añadiendo un brillo lujoso y un toque de glamour a cualquier. 💖Uñas encapsuladas: Esta técnica consiste en encapsular elementos decorativos como flores secas, purpurina o cuentas dentro de las uñas acrílicas o de gel, creando un efecto tridimensional y único. 💖Manicura francesa reinventada: La clásica manicura francesa ha sido reinventada con líneas más delgadas, colores alternativos y diseños creativos en la punta de las uñas, como lunares, rayas o degradados. 💖Uñas degradadas: Las uñas degradadas o "ombre nails" son una tendencia que sigue siendo popular, donde se mezclan dos o más colores en degradados para un efecto suave y de transición. 💖Estampados de animales: Los estampados de animales, como el leopardo, la cebra o la serpiente, están en alza, añadiendo un toque salvaje y audaz a las manicuras. 💖Uñas efecto cristal: Inspiradas en la apariencia de las piedras preciosas y los cristales, estas uñas presentan colores translúcidos, efectos holográficos y diseños que imitan la refracción de la luz.
Quieres ser una profesional en manicura HAZ CLIC AQUÍ
Estilos de manicura
Manicura Francesa: Este estilo clásico implica pintar la punta de la uña de blanco y el resto de la uña con un color natural o rosado. Es elegante y atemporal, perfecto para ocasiones formales o para un look más pulido en el día a día.
Manicura Americana: Similar a la francesa, pero en lugar de una punta blanca, se utiliza una punta de color rojo. Es una alternativa más audaz y moderna a la manicura francesa clásica.
Manicura de Media Luna: También conocida como "lunares", esta manicura implica pintar la base de la uña con un color y dejar una media luna sin pintar en la base de la uña. Es un estilo elegante y versátil que puede adaptarse a diferentes ocasiones.
Manicura Ombre: Esta técnica implica la aplicación de esmalte en degradado, creando un efecto de transición suave entre dos o más colores. Es una manicura moderna y llamativa que permite una amplia variedad de combinaciones de colores.
Manicura de Gel: Utiliza esmaltes de gel que se secan con luz ultravioleta para una mayor durabilidad y brillo. Es ideal para aquellas personas que buscan una manicura de larga duración que no se astilla fácilmente.
Manicura de Acrílico: Se aplican uñas artificiales de acrílico sobre las uñas naturales y se esculpen según la forma deseada. Es una opción popular para quienes desean uñas largas y duraderas.
Manicura con Efectos Especiales: Incluye diferentes efectos como purpurina, pedrería, tachuelas, estampados de animales, diseños en 3D, entre otros. Es una manera de añadir un toque de glamour y creatividad a la manicura.
Manicura Natural: Se enfoca en el cuidado y embellecimiento de las uñas naturales, utilizando técnicas como limado, pulido, hidratación y aplicación de esmaltes transparentes o tonos nude para un look sutil y limpio.
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“I didn’t know Maleficent had a daughter…I mean technically Regina created me, but I don’t consider her. In general, much less as a mother figure.” For a moment Evie pursed her lips, “Wait – does that mean you came from an egg?”
@tornarts | comfort character starter
#tornarts#I BROKE YOUR HEART? I MADE YOU HURT? | genevieve grimhilde#I’M HEADING STRAIGHT FOR THE CASTLE | genevieve grimhilde ( interactions )#MONSTER IN THE MIRROR | genevieve grimhilde ( storybrooke verse )#U GET AN ANNOYING NEVERLAND WITCH EVIE#MWAH
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@tornarts sent in: Bo and Tamsin for the five times touched oh and when you get a chance eivor and Kass
i. This woman was beyond INFURIATING. Who does she think she is? Bo Dennis has never played by anyone’s rules, but her own. She chose humans over Light and Dark. Over her own kind. But that does not mean Bo would commit murder purely out of a twisted pleasure. Kill out of self-defense? Yes. But if it’s not self-defense... then it’s most likely because her hunger spiraled beyond her control and knowledge. Then on top of that, Bo was still NEW to the Fae world... there was so little she knew about the power her blood possessed. Speaking of-- brown irises fluctuated, letting an otherworldly glow of blue bleed through. Her jaw clenches as a growl reverberated. With a burst of unnatural strength, the unaligned succubus BROKE FREE from the grip the valkyrie had on her wrist and turned the tables so fast she made Tamsin stagger for a moment. Now, she was in complete control again. Her hand was wrapped tightly around Tamsin’s wrist as she snarled, her voice sounding completely demonic: “Do that again, I dare you.” Bo certainly did NOT like being dominated. At least not outside of the bedroom, but not every person she fucks gets to dominate her. Only those she trusts. The rest are just for feeding and healing purposes.
ii. Tired, MUST KEEP GOING. Must... find her. Hel knows there would be no mercy from Bo if anything were to happen to the missing human daughter of a Fae client. A brow twitched in irritation when she hears her ‘company’ give an annoyed huff. Shut up, Tamsin-- before her snippy response to that could even roll off her tongue, the Valkyrie proceeds to floor her with a question. Something Bo could’ve sworn that Tamsin was not capable of... “When was the last time you fed?” Dare she question that somewhere in her wretched body, there’s a caring bone? Perhaps Bo has underestimated her. Ought to work on that some more. “I don’t know. What does it matter to you?” Or maybe she didn’t underestimate her, proven by the answer: because I’m not going to carry you. Bo just rolls her eyes. Welcome back, asshole-- had her worried for a second there. Oh, it doesn’t end there. The valkyrie, yet again, manages to floor her with the offer of feeding off of her. But not without the threat of killing her if she told anyone about this, which restores that stolen comfort. Fuck it, might as well. Tamsin was right, in her own mean way-- she’s going to need the energy to find the daughter. So with a glower at Tamsin once the valkyrie lowered herself to her eye level, Bo reached out to grab a fistful of the blonde hair, dragging her in. The hard kiss was sort of accidental, before she begun to inhale a steady stream of Tamsin’s chi. Jesus, she forgot how incredibly unique Tamsin’s chi tasted. Just like Dyson’s... feels like fireworks going off, but this was far more intense.
iii. ‘You idiot.’ She doesn’t say it out loud, because the unconscious valkyrie won’t hear her. Worry was heavy in tired brown eyes as they watched over Tamsin on the bed in Lauren’s clinic. Her arms were folded across her chest, tightly in an almost defensive stance, as if she was trying to shield her heart from getting hurt. It’s too late-- it already ached so bad from a combination of different things. Heavy emotions. The shock when Tamsin was struck after carelessly throwing herself in front of her, followed closely by the fear that Tamsin might have not survived the hit and lastly... an emotion that Bo Dennis was very well known for. Love. She was a creature of love and passion. Yet, it still shocks her beyond words-- the fact she was... falling for this stubborn asshole. She loves Lauren, and now she also loves Tamsin. She cannot bear the thought of losing them both. Her attention shifts to the blonde doctor who had finished checking Tamsin’s vitals, before Lauren fixed her with this soft, reassuring stare and walked around the bed. Bo cannot recall a time when Lauren’s hand was cold... it just never was, as it laid on Bo’s forearm with a squeeze. “She’ll live, Bo. Even if she had died... she would’ve been reborn and came back to us. She IS a valkyrie after all.” Bo slowly exhaled and closed her eyes momentarily, nodding with a small smile. She was right-- but that doesn’t lessen the fact it tears at her heart to see Tamsin getting nearly killed. Unfolding an arm from the defensive stance, which had been eased by Lauren’s warm touch, Bo reached her hand down-- slipping it into Tamsin’s with a squeeze. Eyes opened and flicked down at Tamsin as she whispered: “You better come back to us. Or I’ll hunt you down and kick your ass, old woman.”
iv. ABSOLUTELY BREATHLESS, Tamsin never fails to stun her. This time was just whole another level. The valkyrie had died weeks ago and was reborn, that day nearly destroyed Bo’s sanity, but here she was. Looking exactly the same she did before she died. However, this was the FIRST TIME she saw Tamsin’s wings-- spread out all in their glory. For the first time in a while, the powerful succubus felt... intimidated. Just a little. “You’re beautiful.” Bo suddenly blurts out, while slowly and cautiously drawing closer to the valkyrie. “I used to hate you when we first met... I thought you were infuriating. But now I think you’re... absolutely beautiful, and I wish I had met you sooner. I didn’t know what I was going to do when I lost you... I wanted to tear Valhalla apart just to find you.” Closer, and closer-- till she’s finally standing directly in front of Tamsin and a warm, genuine smile spread across Bo’s face. The urge to touch the wings was overwhelming, but she knew that’d be overstepping the line at the moment-- so she refrains from doing so. Instead, she carefully closes off the gap in between their bodies and wrapped her arms around Tamsin. As soon she felt the valkyrie relax in the embrace, telling Bo it was welcome-- she tightened her hold and buried her face in Tamsin’s neck. Inhaling her scent. She nearly cries, because it just feels like a WHOLE weight had been lifted off her chest. She had Tamsin back, that was the only thing in the whole entire world that mattered right then.
v. Pure bliss is absolutely an understatement here. HADES, her father, was sent back to the depths of Hel where he belonged. The world didn’t end. Kenzi was alive and well, living her own life like she deserved. Even though her grandfather, Trick-- is gone... she knows he’s watching over them anyway. Along with her mother. They were at peace, that’s all that mattered to Bo. For the first time in MONTHS, Bo was slipping out of a deep and peaceful slumber... untouched by nightmares. Only to be greeted by the breathtaking sight of Tamsin looking down at her with this ridiculously happy smile. It just makes her heart skip a few beats. “Mmm... having fun watching me sleep? That’s adorable.” Bo murmured, voice still a little scratchy from sleep. God, even Tamsin’s genuine laugh hits her so hard in such a divine way. The valkyrie’s bright blue eyes glinted as Tamsin’s lips quirked in amusement. Bo couldn’t help but... just stare. The morning light spilling through the window of their honeymoon suite, just above the king-sized bed-- painted quite the stunning picture behind Tamsin’s head. Made her look like an angel for a moment there, despite the devilish smirk on her wife’s face. “No, I’m just happy that I don’t have to listen to you snore anymore.” Bo laughed and rolled her eyes, before reaching her hand up-- the one with the wedding band on it, and grabbed the back of Tamsin’s neck... pulling her down for a deep kiss, mumbling in between: “Shut up and give me a proper good morning, why don’t you?”
#DRABBLES » memoirs of a torn survivor#BO REL » monsters don’t live happily ever after ( bo x tamsin )#tornarts#BO REL » always room for two in my heart ( bo x lauren x tamsin )
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[ STAY ] sender is carrying receiver to bed because they fell asleep somewhere else but when they start to walk away, receiver grabs their hand so sender joins them in bed. (Alexi for Emily)
staying the night prompts / accepting .
Emily has been working harder lately ( some parts of the tower still needed construction. There’s a literal hole somewhere near the top. ) and that’s because she feels guilty. So, it’s at her desk that Emily ended up falling asleep again. She was just going to rest her head down for a second. A second turned into like ... 20 minutes. Although, when the lock of the door cracked open, Emily did peer upwards. She’s always on alert, even exhausted. She just closed her eyes again when it’s one of the two other people that have keys.
Brown eyes open again when she’s on the bed. Emily definitely knows what’s coming next. Her fingers slide down Alexi’s wrist, lacing with Alexi’s fingers. She has such a thing about hands too. But, she doesn’t mind Alexi touching her hands. Never did. It was never the faux ‘asking your hand in marriage’ and a bunch of creepy older men... and one woman kissing her knuckles or palm in an ugly show. She always absolutely hated it. So many things have changed. Alexi’s near death. Dunwall decimated then rebuilt. Alexi’s connection to the void. Emily’s connection to the void.
“ Just sleep with me. I think we can be normal for once. ”
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“Hello there, Lovely Ones, such a pleasure to meet you all~ ♥” Happily joins for cuddles & clones cover all with the blankies ♥
*Grabs Lux, Lys and Nina, and asks Chiasa to come because she's too big to drag*
"Five person cuddle piiiiile" she says cuddling with all of them.
@tornarts @ncumenia @cleric-lys @asunnydog
#She loves all of those lovely beans; because all love her Precious Caitlyn UwU ♥#piltover sharpshooter#tornarts#ncumenia#cleric lys#asunnydog
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Mats van Snippenberg at LCM F/W 2015 by Michaela Tornaritis
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Mi afán es entregarme a ti en la noche plateada,
aguardar por el beso que ciegue al reloj,
que no encuentre el camino para seguir avanzando, que ensordezca el espacio y se duerma en tus manos.
Mi afán es entregarte mi boca y alcanzar el cielo de la tuya,
escuchar tu amor en la manía presurosa de tu excitación,
tornarte sismo entre mis piernas,
lava que gotee en mi sustancia,
sollozo cautivo en la parsimonia de mi piel.
Mi afán es sorberte despacito
como se degusta un buen vino
y entregarme al vértigo de tu abrazo
conjugado con la desnudez de tu vientre contraído.
Mi afán es recitarle caricias a tu ser entero,
ir dejando surcos en tus recovecos,
soplarle mi nombre a todos tus desvelos,
hacerte sólo mío
y provocarle amnesia a tu ayer.
Mi afán es ser tu presente
y que tú seas mi mañana.
Mi afán es ser tuya
en cuerpo y en alma.
Paloma Zerimar.
#un escritor dice#escritores en tumblr#cosas que escribo#amor#citas para dedicar#cosas que siento#writers on tumblr#poetas en tumblr#un poeta dice#frases cortas
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El poema está en tus ojos, y la poesía en tu boca.
Déjame tornarte en versos y hacer de tus besos una rima asonante.
Permítame ser yo quien escriba en su cuerpo las insignias de este amor que crece en prosa dentro de mi alma.
Shattered
#boulevard-literario#boulevard literario#letras#escritos#pensamientos#notas#frases#citas#sentimientos#realidad#pub14#shattered#17/09/2021
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@tornarts liked for a starter!
Chloe half-jogged, half-speed walked up to Rachel in an attempt to actually catch up to her while appearing aloof. Whether it worked was wholly up for debate. Rachel had been in one of her moods, which seemed more and more frequent as of late, but Chloe hoped lulling her into a casual conversation might ease the tension.
“Hey, stranger.” Chloe curved her lips in what she hoped was an aloof, relaxed grin, but even she could feel the tightness of the force in her expression. “Thought you took off for good this time. Can I at least get a play-by-play of your latest adventure?”
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Un beso con sabor a tristeza
Tus ojos reflejaban la tormenta que se aproximaba, tus labios estaban fruncidos con anhelo de algo de amor, tu rostro estaba cabizbajo y la lejanía de nuestros cuerpos pronto se hizo pesada. Las lágrimas llegaron y tú rostro se torno de repente melancólico, mis labios tocaron los tuyos con la intención de penetrar esa aura llena de tristeza y atenuar un poco el dolor, de repente me encontré acariciando tus rostro y tratando de hacerte volver, volver a mí, a nosotros, a lo nuestro, mis labios tocaban los tuyos anhelando volver a traerte paz, hasta que por fin tus ojos se toparon con los míos y sentiste ese amor tan nuestro y tan único, y volviste saliste de esa bruma espesa y que parecía no tener final para tornarte de un tono gris luego de ser un negro, pero yo seguí amándote y entregandote amor hasta el final, porque nada valgo y nada soy si tú no estás para darte todo lo que represento, soy tuya, siempre tuya
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Espera, detente, eres sólo un ser humano aprendiendo. Nadie nos enseñó a amar como es correcto. Imagínate, el amor —externo— se viene transmitiendo a través de cada uno de nuestros ancestros, personas como tú y como yo, que llevan heridas, llanto, desdicha, anhelos... el amor viene sangrando, viene con la tristeza ardiendo. Así que, tranquilo, equivocarte no es malo. No digas que no eres bueno en el amor, guarda silencio... calla ese pensamiento, lo eres, pero no has aprendido aún a curarle las heridas a ese niño hambriento... a mirar en él la verdadera versión... conviértete en su adepto. No has aprendido aún a escucharle para tornarte en un maestro de su género. El amor es un tutor sutil, lleno de encanto, carisma y magia, pero exigente al mismo tiempo... él no quiere ser ‘buscado’, él sólo espera ser —en la inocencia que habita en ti— descubierto. El amor no es una enseñanza que pueda transmitirte otro ser humano, es cierto. El amor es un código que ya viene grabado en los átomos de tu yo profundo... a veces incierto. Pero lleva su tiempo descubrir que su estudio yace escrito es un cuaderno en ti, muy dentro. El amor eres tú mismo... pero al no comprenderlo, varias veces tendrás que tropezar... y heridas surgirán, entre cada tropiezo. Y es gracias a esas heridas que algún día —el día que te lo propongas— sabrás, que sólo bastaba con cerrar los ojos y escuchar. Escucharte a ti mismo decir: aquí estabas, amor... tan frágil pero inmenso.
Arcángel Chamuel
—Leukiel.
#un escritor dice#escritores en tumblr#poetas en tumblr#poetas en español#diario de un ángel#un chico escribiendo#mis escritos#cosas que escribo#un poeta dice#un poeta
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La alarma del celular no sonó pero si sonaron tus gritos irremediables que retumbaron hasta al vecino. Te vi transformada en un gigante lleno de ira que rebalsaba por tu garganta. Esos típicos gritos de cuando algo no te sale bien. Siempre fue más fácil echarme a mi la culpa de todo. No pusiste la alarma a las seis me dijiste, culpandome de tu olvido. Quisiste desvalijar mis sentimientos y echarme de nuestro lugar, nuestra relación no era la de antes. Empezaste a tornarte irreconocible y sólo vos eras la responsable de tus actos. El amor y todos los recuerdos hermosos estaban a punto de irse por esa ventana que no cerraba bien. Estuviste a punto de olvidarnos, estuve a punto de hacerte caso. Y así volviste a mí, haciéndome confundir una vez más, generando esperanzas inconclusas. Volvimos a la misma rueda, al mismo rollo de siempre, como una calesita veloz que no para de girar, que tarde o temprano herirá el mecanismo de tanto soportar vueltas infinitas. Se desencajará de sí, haciendo volar cada resto.
Decidir: dejamos todo o nos animamos a las transformaciones necesarias para que esto funcione de una buena vez, como en otros tiempos, cuando recorríamos los bosques patagónicos.
Vasalisaria-
#textos en español#texto#escritura independiente#artista#arte#lesbian love#decisiones#literatura#escritora#lgbtq#gaypride
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( @tornarts ~~ ⚘⚘ SEND THIS TO TEN BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE AMAZING. SPREAD THE LOVE. ( ノ ꒪▿꒪)ノ )
thank you so much! i don’t really send these out, BUT! i am virtually sending you this back, and this to everyone on the dash as well as well as this hug.
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I want to reconcile the violence in your heart I want to recognize your beauty is not just a mask I want to exorcise the demons from your past I want to satisfy the undisclosed desires in your heart
You trick your lovers That you're wicked and divine You may be a sinner But your innocence is mine
#NICOLE REL » i’ll throw away my faith to keep you safe ( nicole x kristen )#torntruth#BO REL » monsters don’t live happily ever after ( bo x tamsin )#tornarts#NADIA REL » partners in crime ( nadia x isabella )#tornsavior#SYLVANAS REL » darkness can show you the light ( sylvanas x jaina )#tornvoid
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Send me 💋 and I'll you the flavor of lip gloss my muse would use when kissing yours.
Inspired by @tornarts
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@tornarts Cont. from x
Amara had always thought Fergus was the biggest baby in the world when it came to getting injuries taken care of. Alistair was quickly proving that theory wrong, however. She sighed as he finally stopped squirming, finishing cleaning the wound with the alcohol.
“I’m sorry, Alistair, I’m not trying to hurt you. Alright, that should keep it clean. Hold on, Morrigan gave me a salve I can use on it to help heal it, and then I’ll bandage you up.”
She finally let go of his arm and rummaged in her bag for the needed materials. It probably wasn’t necessary for her to fuss over Alistair’s wound so much. But she liked Alistair, and he was the closest thing she had to family now. The idea of having to face the blight as the sole warden also terrified her, so she was determined to make sure he was okay.
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