I was wondering what the difference between perfume, body spray, body mist, body splash, eau de toilette, eau de perfum, eau de cologne and cologne. If someone could give me the meaning for each AND the differences between them that would be great! I would also like a good, not too expensive place to shop for body spray. Thanks! also what's a fragrance mist? i mean i know what it is but i want to know the difference between fragrance mist and all the other things i mentioned above.
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I'm thinking very seriously about getting a Clarisonic facial system. I'd be getting the Mia 2 I think. I'd be getting one of their cleansers (the gentle hydro one or the refreshing gel one) and I'd probably get the deep pore brush head. I do have some questions - 1, I know this entire line, no matter what you buy, is pretty expensive, so first and foremost - is it REALLY worth what you're paying? 2. I read you need to replace the brush heads every 3 months. That's pretty fair. What about the actual device though? Do you ever need to replace them? How long does a bottle of cleanser last (providing you use it twice daily)? 3. Is the Mia 2 good enough, or should I get the Aria or PLUS? 4. Should I use it on my body too (meaning get one of the more expensive devices)... or would just using a regular body scrub like I do be good enough? 6. For the heads, should I just get one (either the normal one or the deep pore cleansing one)... or should I get a normal one for regular use, then
I mean, its not like "sniff sniff sniff sniff" its more like "sniff". The people sitting next to me don't do it, but others in the room do it. They don't look up or anything, btw. I wear deodorant every day and sometimes body mist. I shower often, too. If I ask my friends if I smell, they say no. Am I just being paranoid or do I smell? If I do smell, how can i fix this?
green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell! O'er stiller place No singing skylark ever poised himself. The hills are heathy, save that swelling slope, Which hath a gay and gorgeous covering on, All golden with the never-bloomless furze, Which now blooms most profusely: but the dell, Bathed by the mist, is fresh and delicate As vernal cornfield, or the unripe flax, When, through its half-transparent stalks, at eve, The level sunshine glimmers with green light. Oh! 'tis a quiet spirit-healing nook! Which all, methinks, would love; but chiefly he, The humble man, who, in his youthful years, Knew just so much of folly as had made His early manhood more securely wise! Here he might lie on fern or withered heath, While from the singing lark (that sings unseen The minstrelsy that solitude loves best), And from the sun, and from the breezy air, Sweet influences trembled o'er his frame; And he, with many feelings, many thoughts, Made up a meditative jo
I need help with my reflective essay. I need someone to proofread it and maybe if someone can help me make this story come to an end that would be awesome!.... the rest of what i wanna write about is how i showed tenacity in the face of adversity and found the courage to keep going on this journey... also what actually happened was after we were bushwhacking through the woods we had to cross over about a mile and a half of dead-fall and then sidestep along a sketchy rockside with the rushing Rio Grande below us!!! Any help is greatly appreciated... Thanks in advance!!!! It was another summer day in the Colorado Rockies. I woke to the smell of hash browns slow cooked over a fire. The tantalizing aroma dragged me out of bed and into the grandeur of the mountainside. I washed my face in the nearby stream and prepared myself for the day ahead of me. “You want any cocoa David?” Jeff asked. “Of course,” I replied. It was the perfect time in the morning. The sun shone through the tre
I'm a young teen amateur when it comes to writing. I don't normally write more like read. I got inspired to write this story from an Ellen Hopkins book I was reading which short of reminded me of my own life. This isn't the whole thing or anything, it's what I've gotten so far. I wrote this in the last fifteen minutes. In the beginning my main character Adalyn is sixteen-years-old, and her mother, Catherine, gets killed in a car accident. Which is what she is telling you about in the beginning, This is all I've gotten so far, and I'm just wondering if any of you think it's interesting. Please keep in mind I am an amateur and don't have an experience with writing. Thanks in Advance. Have you ever felt a jolting shock rush through your entire body? Like an adrenaline rush flooding through your veins as if being in a getaway car doing one-eighty down the highway? I have. What gave me this wonderful exhilarating feeling? The sweet taste of my own freedom. Have you ever felt alone, scared,
Someone please help me analyze the meaning of this poem? I also need to analyze why this author's depiction of the way the narrator copes with his potential future is convincing? Some called it the Summer of Love, & although the clustered, Motionless leaves that overhung the streets looked the same As ever, the same as they did every summer, in 1967, Anybody with three dollars could have a vision. And who wouldn’t want to know what it felt like to be A cedar waxwing landing with a flutter of gray wings In a spruce tree, & then disappearing into it, For only three dollars? And now I know; its flight is ecstasy. No matter how I look at it, I also now know that The short life of a cedar waxwing is more pure pleasure Than anyone alive can still be sane, & bear. And remember, a cedar waxwing doesn’t mean a thing, Qua cedar or qua waxwing, nor could it have earned That kind of pleasure by working to become a better Cedar waxwing. They’re all the same. Show me a bad cedar waxwing, for examp
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Frogs, Lice and Worse Rats were by no means the only source of infection and nuisance. Lice were a never-ending problem, breeding in the seams of filthy clothing and causing men to itch unceasingly.Even when clothing was periodically washed and deloused, lice eggs invariably remained hidden in the seams; within a few hours of the clothes being re-worn the body heat generated would cause the eggs to hatch.Lice caused Trench Fever, a particularly painful disease that began suddenly with severe pain followed by high fever. Recovery - away from the trenches - took up to twelve weeks. Lice were not actually identified as the culprit of Trench Fever until 1918.Frogs by the score were found in shell holes covered in water; they were also found in the base of trenches. Slugs and horned beetles crowded the sides of the trench.Many men chose to shave their heads entirely to avoid another prevalent scourge: nits.Trench Foot was another medical condition peculiar to trench life. It was a fungal in
I'm really looking to try out new products. My makeup is either running out, expired or I'm just plain tired of them. I want new ideas. So, please tell me what's in your makeup bag, even if it has nothing to do with makeup. Also, brush names and brush brands would be nice too. I want brand name, product name, shade name and if you could please tell me what it looks like (the color I mean), that'd be wonderful. Also, please tell me what makeup bag you use. I'll tell you what I have: Makeup Bag: A Sephora bag you get when you order free samples Nail Clippers (Comes with a file on the back and a case. Got it a 5 Below for a dollar) Makeup remover wipe Moisturizing lotion packets Johnson and Johnson Mint Waxed Dental Floss Mini Crest mouth wash Covergirl Pencil Brow and Eyeliners in Black and Brown Tweezers from Forever 21 (Has lipstick, Ooh Lala and heart-shaped sunglasses as the design) Mini Black Comb (Got it from a leave-in conditioner) Covergirl ClumpCrusher mascara in Very black (gre
I want to learn how better to control my dreams while in them. I've always had rather lucid dreams. When I was a kid, I'd dream I lived that next day of school, then wake up feeling disoriented and as if I was the cruelly played victim of deja vu. Now, being 23, this sort of dreaming still happens, perhaps every two weeks. It's weird when it's a normal dream, but even weirder when, after waking up, I find myself reflexively looking for non-existent wolf statues, having the nagging feeling that I should put the cool blue eagle in my birdwatching book, or feeling nervous about walking past a certain dark doorway. These back-of-my-mind urges to react to what I dreamt about as if they were real can unconciously last up to 3 to 4 days. I don't believe in fairies, btw, or God or ghosts, though I do enjoy reading a lot of fiction and science fiction, and have a very active imagination. Usually my dreams are pretty cool or nice-but-forgotten quickly, but maybe
it is called THE SHADOW SOCIETY: THE PROTECTOR It is about a secret society/academy training young children to become warriors that are fast and hide in the shadows (almost like ninja) this is called THE SHADOW SOCIETY. a boy called Talon Jackson has come to Russia/Siberia on a school trip with his younger brother Tyler, but then he and his brother ran away without the teachers knowing, and took a bus not knowing where they were going( talon and Tyler are the only ones left in their family and have nothing nice to get back to in England except for bullies and care workers). so they are on the bus which was driving through a surrounding forest and the bus spins out of control and crashes because something has hit it. mutant creature (which will be explained later) start banging on the window and try to get into the bus and attacks everyone inside. Talon breaks the bus window and jumps out of the bus with his brother and begins to run into the forest. Talon and his brother then spli
Lots of people call me a shit writer but I a determined to write something good. Don't be afraid to a bad review. The story I am writing is called SECT and it is about a group of killer clowns. CHAPTER ONE Last night I saw a man. At least I think he was a man. He had a pale face with red crosses on the eyes. Around his mouth was a black smile in paint. I think he had an afro, but it might have been a wig. I say this because it was pink, and I doubt such thing as pink hair. It looked like he was wearing pink spotted pajamas , but I can't be sure. I wasn't scared - Just freaked out. Freaked out not because of his unique appearance, but because he was stealing my crops. That means this thing had been in my garden, on my property every month. What was he? What did he want? I did not know. "Hey! Get away from my crops, you motherfucker!" I screamed until my throat was raw. He didn't say anything - Just stared at me with those red cross eyes. "I'll give you to the count of three, and then I