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They marched around the square, faces resolute. She watched closely, fiddling with the ribbon on her dress. It fell, limp and creased, from her shaking hands as the horns blared with indignation. Across the street, Mrs Larsby’s oversized peacock feathers quivered beside vibrant silk as she attempted to contain herself.Posted By 5arahZ0ey On 11.23.2012 @ 11:45 am
Magazines, make-up and mirrors cover the floor. She peers into yet another bag full of foundation, hoping to find that something extra she thinks her skin needs. When she finally finds another one she applies a large dollop, seeking to cover yet more invisible blemishes. Fake eyelashes, eye-liner, eye shadow, blusher and lipstick later she feels prepared. Ready to face the harsh judgement of strangers. They all wear war-paint nowadays.Posted By 5arahZ0ey On 09.03.2012 @ 10:14 am
I sit upright; stiff. My eyes are fixed on the space behind your head. I try not to snigger at the crooked poster. Your voice grates on. Stifling a sigh, I blink hard. That was close. My eyelids were drooping again. Not that you noticed. You punctuate your sentence with yet another excited squeal. Please, please shut up. For your own good. If I have to hear how amazing it’s going to be one more time…Posted By 5arahZ0ey On 08.19.2012 @ 3:26 pm
The Darkroom versus Adobe Lightroom: Ultimate Contest
Adobe Lightroom: I am wonderful. I make photos into perfection in minutes. Digital cameras love me.
Darkroom: It’s photographs not photos. Anyway, traditional methods with proper camera are ultimately far more satisfying and worthwhile anyway. I make results that may not be perfection but are natural reality. Plus, I’m cheaper.
Adobe Lightroom has no reply and makes a dramatic exit vowing to return.Posted By 5arahZ0ey On 08.03.2012 @ 10:32 am