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 Malote Verniz Carol - Parfois



 Bolsa para computador - Parfois

 

Lenço - Parfois 

 

Blazer Mango Primavera 2012 

 

Camisola Mango Primavera 2012 


 

Camisola Mango Primavera 2012 

 

Cinto Mango Primavera 2012 

 

Blusa Blanco Primavera 2012 

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Principalmente porque me obrigam a ter de responder com "Pk?" e depois não respondem!
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Em modo "Repeat" até à minha exaustão.
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Contínuo com uma constipação daquelas que não nos deixa forças para nada e só penso em como estaria bem a esta hora na minha caminha....
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Na Sexta-Feira um simpático jovem de carro, parou, para moi méme atravessar a passadeira e o que vinha atrás, PAFF, bateu-lhe!

Deviam começar a respeitar as distancias de segurança... e se eu fosse a irmã gémea da Angelina Jolie, como era?

Fiquei solidária com o senhor, mas segui em frente e 2 metros depois ri-me às gargalhadas, qual tolinha do Conde Ferreira.

Era só isto.
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Anel "Borboleta" - Blanco Primavera/Verão 2012
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Eu disse que no fim-de-semana era para descansar, e foi. Houve muitas horas para soninhos prolongados, houve filmes, houve refeições completas e sossegadas, enfim, houve tudo aquilo que durante a semana não há na minha agenda.



Houve inclusive tempo para dar brilho e cor às minhas unhas com Andreia Cosmetics, desta vez o nº 113:




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A acomodação. É das coisas que menos gosto em alguém, aliás, é das coisas que me levam a eliminar pessoas da minha agenda e a nunca mais falar com elas. Normalmente são pessoas que não sabem o significado de "arriscar", nunca disseram "vou seguir em frente" e acima de tudo, normalmente, carregam consigo um negativismo medonho. Normalmente dizem não a tudo novo que lhes é proposto, trabalham na 
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Postar as ultimas novidades, ideias. Trabalhar. Sair para Almoçar. Correr até ao Porto para uma reunião. Assuntos inadiáveis. Pensar no Trabalho. Tentar fazer com que ainda vá trabalhar. Não consigo. Demasiadas burocracias. Papeladas. Já é tarde. Acidente. Trânsito. Não vale a pena voltar ao escritório. Aproveito e adianto outros assuntos. Vou até casa. 2 mini-tostas com compota e um pouco de 
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A Blanco já levantou o véu da sua colecção de Primavera/Verão para este ano. Como sabem, os tons pastel vão ser o forte dos próximos meses, como também continuaremos a ver alguns tons mais fortes como o verde, amarelo ou vermelho. Os brancos e pretos, são os básicos de sempre, que permanecerão em qualquer colecção.



Uma vista de olhos sob as sugestões que a marca fez chegar ao By Butterfly 
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Ele chegava de carro, óculos de sol, casaco de couro. Ela saía com a menina pela mão, quase nem olhava para ele, a criança gritava.

- Agora tens de ir com o pai

Ao 4º dia

O carro vem a chegar. Vêm os dois juntos, sorridentes. Ele não vem de óculos de sol. Ela ainda está reticente, mas nota-se que está contente. A menina hoje vem pela mão da avó, abraça a mãe e 
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Hoje o dia vai ser longo mas tenho de aguentar até às 23h00.
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Hoje é dia do primeiro Review com o apoio da Andreia Cosmetics, no fim-de-semana experimentei o nº114 da colecção Outono/Inverno e gostei do efeito!



Este verniz tem um brilho acetinado e o tom, muito parecido com o nude, em determinados ambientes confunde-se com cinza. É discreto e de excelente durabilidade, ainda hoje o tenho direitinho nas unhas!



 

No fim, como já aqui referi, nunca 
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Pois que eu já me esquecia. Há uma música que confirma um pouco da minha teoria:








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As manhãs são na maioria das vezes, para as pessoas, aproveitadas para momentos de reflexão. Não falo da manhã completa, falo daquele inicio de manhã em que as nossas pálpebras parecem coladas e o nosso cérebro, ainda dormente, dá ordens aos nossos pés para seguir em frente, pelo caminho do costume, até ao trabalho.

É normalmente pela manhã que as pessoas tomam decisões. Por exemplo, é ao 
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Tenho verdadeira adoração por todas as criações que estejam ligadas ao mundo feminino deste senhor, mesmo! Chego a babar em frente às montras, pedincho todos os natais, aniversários, dias de namorados... por um par de sapatinhos altos ou baixos, botas ou botins, com assinatura Luis Onofre. Não é pelo nome, até porque não sou menina de me deixar levar pelos nomes, é mesmo pela criação em si. Os 
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Há já algum tempo que queria recuperar os posts em formato áudio para o blog e desde que me afastei do mundo da rádio que queria ainda mais concretizar este desejo. Alguns sites de partilha de sons terminaram e ainda não tinha encontrado o ideal. Mas hoje encontrei o SoundCloud e agora a concretização está mais perto, pertinho, são só a uns passinhos até casa.



Em breve.... 
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Ontem o meu dia não foi nada positivo, num modo geral, sendo que o único facto positivo é estar viva, os meus dias não têm sido muito bons. A vida obrigou-me a ter de lutar por tudo, a ter de arregaçar as mangas para conseguir ter algo, a nunca poder baixar os braços, em suma, ter de lutar, lutar, lutar para ter tudo. Nunca nada me caiu nas mãos, não houve um dia em que fosse ao multibanco e 
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Os deliciosos Milka Snax que o Trnd me fez chegar em Dezembro, já acabaram! Sim já devorei tudo, tudinho. Já partilhei com amigos, família, colegas. Já distribui cupões de desconto e já devo pesar mais 1 kg só por causa disso. Retire-se o 1 Kg porque devorei com moderação e tudo que é feito moderadamente não prejudica. Além disso subo e desco aí uns 1000 degraus todos os dias e por isso as 
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Antes de começar a pensar que já é Sexta-feira, que está um sol radiante que promete prolongar-se pelo fim-de-semana, há que apontar aqui algo a que assisti há dias.



Todos nós sabemos, o tema que está na ordem de todas as horas é a crise, a crise, a crise. O retrocesso das nossas capacidades económicas é o pão de cada dia, mas acho que isto é uma boa lição para os portugueses. Somos o povo 
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Pessoas que falam alto ao telefone;
Pessoas que dizem "nós fazemos" quando na verdade é só uma pessoa que faz e não é ela;
 Pessoas que têm tiques nervosos;
Pessoas que espiam o computador das outras pessoas. Assim como quem não quer a coisa, passam junto à secretária para ver...
Pessoas que usam sapatos do século 10 e têm telemóveis topo de gama;

Por agora, é sobretudo isto. 

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Eu gosto de telenovelas, gosto. Gosto especialmente daquelas que têm um bom argumento, que nos deixam em suspense, que têm momentos que nos levam às lágrimas e quase nos fazem esquecer que o que vemos é pura ficção. São quase como as longa-metragens, sendo que a diferença é que a história não dura 90 minutos, dura pelo menos, 90 dias. Mas há telenovelas e telenovelas, e há canais de televisão e 
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Não foi um ano tão positivo como esperava, aí em meados de Março comecei a perceber que este seria um ano de estagnação, pendências, como falei há pouco tempo. Como entenderam não gosto de pendências, de assuntos que fiquem por resolver, por objectivos planeados não concretizados. É por isso um ano que não me custa nada largar, não há muito para recordar dele e por isso, espero entrar em 2012 
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Foi divertido e recheado de coisas boas, nos vários sentidos e como sempre, em família. Houve coisinhas muito doces, o tradicional bacalhau e presentinhos. Se no ano passado me encheram o guarda-roupa, este ano, foi o guarda-joias. Toda a gente se lembrou das minhas pulseirinhas Pandora e Unike e encheram-nas de pecinhas com inspiração natalícia. Fora isso, houve roupinha quentinha e até uma 
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