Sunday Special ,D WIG HEAD TUTORIAL!Yo!
Okay. It's Sunday. But I've promised to provide you with some new tutorial today also! *grin*
SO! HOW 'BOUT A WIG HEAD TUTORIAL ;D ESPECIALLY FOR YOU MY BIG HEADED FRIENDS!
Actually... I just hate all the wig heads for sale. My head size is 62cm. So you can believe how well those 55cm wig heads fit me.
I even have some problems with all the wigs! I always have to cut off all the adjustable size wraps! ;__; And even then they are too small for me!
Well, my solution for the problem is this!
With only 10 euros! Yeah, around 15 dollars you can make your OWN wig head.
Which is exactly the same shape as your own head.
So you can actually style your wig only with this! No need to put it on and cut trough a mirror anymore! ^^
We all have a different face. Eyes, nose, lips. They are all in different places!
That's why I really recommend to make your own wig head. To get the best results in wig styling!~
Here ya go!
First! You need a packet of straws, a packet of cling film and one who
British HumourToday, I wrote out a post of about 1,000 words or so about why people get offended by British humour, but shouldn't. I then deleted it. Why?British Humour3 years ago in Personal More Like This
Because I realised that in talking about the nature of British humour, and why we're able to happily joke about things like celebrity deaths, racism, sexism, tragedies like 9/11, wars etc. ... I'd end up having people getting upset because I've offended them.
I've saved myself the hassle of this by deleting the post.
All I will say is that, if you can't handle Shock Humour, then you should always be wary of watching any form of British comedy. It's part of our comedic culture.
Otherwise, just accept that you might be offended, and when you are....stop reading, close the video, or change the channel. It's that easy.
"Being offended is part of being in the real world."
15 Writing Prompts15 Writing Prompts15 Writing Prompts6 years ago in Writing More Like This
1. The sky was darkening when two young girls started to dance. Peoples jointed then and others started to sing. He then started to sing along.
2. I couldnt believe I was finally there; that all this time spent traveling to that city had come to and end. Of course I was happy, but it was Not what I excepted. Slowly, I realized that I was disappointed.
3. Death is a weird thing, life is even weirder. They both inspire a question who is simple and complex at the same time: Why?
4. I want to save you but I dont think I can, so Ill try until the last hope has faded away.
5. Kat started to unpack her things as I was studying her. She didnt look like the girl that I remembered. In my memories, she had blond hair but hers was brown. Kat had changed, but I was happy to see her again anyway.
6. The fire alarm was screaming, men were running but the two teens couldnt stop themselves from staring at each other. The girl took a deep bre
To Be An Artist1: "Look at these paintings. They're just awful."To Be An Artist5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
2: "That's their vision as an artist. Don't hate, my friend."
1: "Oh I know about being an artist. I know how to draw."
2: "Being able to draw doesn't make you an artist."
2: "You gotta feel it.
You gotta taste it, know it, eat it, breathe it, see it, LIVE it.
You gotta shudder as the colors pour from your veins.
You gotta scrape at the canvas just to understand your vision.
You can't eat - you gotta STARVE!
You gotta lose a loaf of bread for some tubes of paint and fall asleep at your canvas still dressed in yo paint splattered apron.
You gotta get F's because you were too busy daydreaming about what your next project will be.
You gotta get writer's block.
You gotta get artist's block.
You gotta get blocks of your blocks then get blocked some more.
You gotta get drained of inspiration for years then explode with something amazing.
You gotta scramble to the nearest object just to put it down somewhere.
You gotta spray, shake,
Doctor Who: The Lost Saga Chapter 1: The Doctor & SuicideDoctor Who: The Lost Saga3 years ago in Drama More Like This
The Doctor's mind kept dwelling to the past as he walked the winding, leaf scattered road back to the TARDIS. He thought of all the companions that had left him. All his friends that he had lost. His mind wandered to Jackson, one of the few people he felt had actually started to understand him, and the confession he had made. 'Tell me one thing.' Jackson asked, 'All those facts and figures I saw of the Doctor's life, you were never alone. All those bright and shining companions. But not any more?'
'No' The Doctor had replied nervously. He was afraid of saying what was on his mind, but knew it eventually had to come out.
Jackson had continued, 'Mig