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tem sido muito usado em casamentos. A imagem abaixo pede aos convidados que incluam a hashtag criada pelos noivos para que todos possam ter acesso as fotos do evento no dia seguinte.pinterestEsta imagem pede aos convidados que nao escolham um lado da cerimonia para se sentar, e sim que se misturem a familia do noivo e a da noiva. Gentil, nao?(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({});pinterestCOMO FAZER UM CHALKBOARD?No geral e bem simples, mas requer alguma habilidade com caligrafia. Voce precisara apenas de uma lousa com ou sem moldura, tanto faz, e giz branco. Sim, sempre branco.Antes de escolher o texto, treine um pouco em um papel os detalhes que farao toda a diferenca. Eu listei alguns simples e faceis.Escolha uma moldura:Salve esta imagem no seu tablet e coloque uma folha de sulfite, do tamanho do quadro-negro que deseja, em cima da imagem. Aproveite a sombra do desenho e passe o lapis por cima. Pronto, voce tera o primeiro esboco.pinterestEscolha a fonte do texto:Apos pensar no texto, escolha a fonte. Detalhe: para o chalkboard ficar bonito voce precisa misturar varias fontes, ou entao apenas letra de forma e letra cursiva. Faca o mesmo esquema: coloque uma outra folha para treinar a letra, em seguida coloque a folha ja com a moldura desejada para que o texto fique centralizado e no local desejado.Note que o modelo abaixo e bem simples de fazer:pinterest(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({});Escolha a arte ou detalhes finais:Caso sobre espaco ou necessite de um conectivo como & ou E, deixe por ultimo como um acabamento final. Nao exagere muito nas setinhas ou coracoes para nao pesar, pois o destaque do quadro-negro sao as fontes!pinterestPronto, apos terminar o esboco na folha de sulfite, comece a passar para a lousa. Cuidado, se a lousa for negra, quando apagar, pode ficar borrado. Mas se a lousa for verde, o borrado e mais simples de resolver, no entanto nao fica tao bacana com cara de vintage quanto a negra, ok?Espero muito que tenham gostado do Passo-a-passo e das dicas, fiquem sempre ligadas aqui no Blog, pois tudo que for tendencia em festas e casamentos, estara aqui!beijosNathi
Boa segunda!!!Hoje o post e sobre uma das tendencias mais lindas e baratas que ja ouvi falar neste ramo: Cortinas de Pisca-pisca !!!obrigadosantoantonio.com.brQuando bem posicionadas e levando em consideracao o horario do evento, essas luzes podem dar um efeito magico num parede branca e sem graca. O pisca-pisca e super em conta e podem ser comprados nas epocas de natal e serem guardados ate o evento, sem problemas. Em media, cada caixa custa entre 5 e 8 reais, logo o custo-beneficio e super bom!!! Ou voce pode comprar a cortina pronta por em media de 300 reais no mercado livre!pegueiobouquet.com.brAtencao as dicas: o efeito mais bonito e chic e dado pelo PISCA e nao pelo Pisca-pisca, ou seja, o ideal e que as luzes nao acendam e apaguem e sim que fiquem acesas continuamente.pinterestNotem que se a mesa do bolo nao ficar na frente de uma parede, nao ha impedimento algum para nao usar o pisca. Pelo contrario, o proprio pisca faz a vez da parede, delimitando o espaco e dando um efeito decorativo a mesa.pinterestOutra tendencia tambem e usar a cortina de pisca em fotos tipo e-session. Casamento mais iluminado nao ha! Espero que tenham gostado dessa dica super baratinha e linda para deixar o dia ainda mais inesquecivel e claro com uma decoracao atemporal e linda!!!constancezahn.comMuito obrigada,Nathi Boa noite,O post de hoje te ajudara a organizar o Roteiro de um Casamento com Churrasco e Piscina aberta sem perder a elegancia de um Casamento e, ao mesmo tempo, poder curtir uma piscina com os familiares e amigos, afinal Casamento precisa ser comemorado!!!colincowieweddings.comO terror de toda noiva que optou por fazer um Casamento barato ou um Casamento em um sitio em que ha piscina, e como organizar o roteiro para que tudo ocorra em seu devido tempo e organizadamente. Eu recebo varios comentarios e emails a respeito de Casamento ou Noivado com Churrasco, aqui no Blog tem alguns posts sobre isso, vale a pena conferir. Se voce e novo por aqui, talvez nao saiba que eu me casei em um sitio que havia piscina, mas por contrato, nenhum convidado estava autorizado a fazer uso dela, era apenas decoracao. rs Mas sabemos que muitas familias brasileiras curtem a famosa reuniao de Churrasco com Piscina, e as noivas piram em pensar nos convidados andando com sunga molhada pela festa, criancas correndo e pulando na piscina molhando toda a decoracao, nao e mesmo? A solucao e fazer um roteiro e comunicar os convidados com certa antecedencia, de preferencia no convite ou no site do casal, que apos a cerimonia todos estao convidados a se refrescarem na piscina juntamente com os noivos. Com esse recado, tenha certeza de que todos ja saberao da existencia da piscina e do teor da festa.Roteiro: Antes do CasamentoVerifique se no contrato de locacao do espaco o uso da piscina e permitido.Se for, procure saber sobre a profundidade da mesma e se ha placa informando o usuario nitida e visivel. Se os noivos decidirem que permitirao o banho de piscina, solicitar a limpeza da mesma.Se na lista houver muitas criancas, e
interessante contratar um salva-vidas, para evitar acidentes.Disponibilizar um banheiro para a troca de trajes, e se possivel, um armario para que os convidados possam guardar os pertences.Informar no convite ou no site do casal que havera Banho de Piscina.Os noivos, gentilmente, podem disponibilizar Kit-Toillet personalizados para o banho de piscina. Nesses kits podem conter sabonete, xampu e condicionador, chinelos e TOALHAS, item imprescindivel. pinterestROTEIRO: DIA DO CASAMENTOCERIMONIAO ideal e que ocorra no periodo da manha, por volta das 10h ou 11h, sem atraso. Organize e decore o espaco da Cerimonia normalmente, pode optar pelo estilo mais Campo. Ate que a Cerimonia termine, nada de piscina e vestiario. Um passo por vez.Por mais feliz que voce esteja, JAMAIS pule na piscina para comemorar o casamento no termino da cerimonia, jamais. littlevegasweddingAPOS A CERIMONIAOs noivos se encaminharao para tirar as fotos dos noivos e dos padrinhos. O restante dos convidados, aguardarao a chegada dos noivos no salao para iniciar o almoco. Essa e a etiqueta.Aproveite para tirar fotos com as pessoas mais importante antes da abertura da piscina, pois garante uma recordacao com o traje social.Apos as fotos oficiais, os noivos tiram as fotos na mesa do bolo e, em seguida dao inicio ao servico de almoco. O ideal e que este almoco inicie proximo das 12h ou 13h.INICIO DO ALMOCO (CHURRASCO)Durante o almoco, uma madrinha podera entregar o vale KIT-PISCINA, ou a chave do armario do vestiario, ou vale Boia para as criancas, enfim algo que represente que a piscina estara aberta em instantes.O Churrasco sera servido, provavelmente havera a famosa fila do almoco, pois os convidados estado famintos a essa altura da festa. Aproveite esse momento para passar o video da retrospectiva.Outro ponto importante, so libere bebida alcoolica apos a cerimonia!!!Dicas sobre o cardapio do churrasco e como servir, clique aqui.APOS O ALMOCO DOS NOIVOSNesse momento, o DJ podera anunciar a abertura da piscina ou por uma musica, ou os padrinhos poderao fazer uma surpresa com o NOIVO, jogando-o na piscina, sei la... Concomitantemente com o churrasco, havera a festa na piscina, e claro a sesta de muitos convidados. PISTA DE DANCA / PISCINA A noiva pode optar por entrar na piscina ou nao. No casamento que fui convidada, a noiva nao entrou na piscina, ja que os noivos ficam tao ocupados durante a festa que nem tem tempo de se divertir.Sabemos que alem da piscina, havera a pista de danca, que na minha opiniao devera ficar proxima da piscina para que a festa nao fique dividida e todos possam interagir.ENCERRAMENTO DO CHURRASCOPensando no horario de 15h, mais ou menos, os noivos podem encerrar o churrasco ou ate antes, depende da demanda, e iniciar o corte do bolo.CORTE DO BOLO / JOGAR O BUQUEApos o corte do bolo, a noiva pode jogar o buque. A essa altura, a festa ja esta dando por encerrada e entao, apos se despedir dos convidados menos chegados, os noivos podem entrar na piscina para relaxar com os familiares, ja que se encerraram todas as formalidades de um casamento.CUMPRIMENTOS E DESPEDIDAS / FIM DA FESTA / DESCANSO
Because that will always be one of the main reasons why I am still here. And since the point of this blog is to trace a parallel between Brazil and the U.S, I state that we will always be behind if we do not start being polite, and that goes from using the simple 'magic' words, as kids here are taught, to having culture and education as priorities.Kindness. If you were not born with it or taught by your folks, learn from whoever does it to you. Even if it means to get out of your little world and do something significative to other people. And the reward should be your own good feeling after. Luckily, you will deal with polite people who will be kind in return. And kindness is not charity, which we brazilians can do. It is to do things with love, for whatever reasons.And last but not least, be grateful. It is a great way to make life more meaningful. It will pay off to show politeness by being grateful with whoever is kind to you. I assume Brazilians win on this point. So when you get here, teach them. Hopefully they will learn. Um pouco mais sobre mim, pelas perguntas da Karol Nascimento.Quem ja viveu a experiencia, recomenda. Fazer um intercambio e uma otima oportunidade pra quem quer aprender um idioma; viajar; conhecer outras culturas. E esse sera um assunto constante aqui no blog. Hoje, o Live from USA conta a historia da jornalista cearense Rebecca Maia que comecou como au pair e hoje e estudante de negocios internacionais nos Estados Unidos.Para ler a entrevista completa e so clicar no titulo do post! :D Today I cleaned my college books, my papers, my drawers. I dusted off my books and separated the ones I'll read. All that while I laughed with Rach on skype. It felt wonderful. And that's not to say I'm still going for ice cream later, and coffee. Since I started talking about my days like a 15 year-old girl would do on a very boring diary I must say I slept from 10am to 1pm on Monday. I woke up, looked around, and slept a little more just to prove a point to my body that I can sleep more if I want to. Yesterday I spoiled my brain with very cold passion fruit, for my nerves, and a silly romantic book.Thinking I should freaking glue a sticker on the back of my car saying life is good? oh yeah.The past three weeks were hard, demanding, pushy and scary, but I succeeded. The anxiety of before has vanished and given place to this complete feeling of mission accomplished. And now everything is well, most of things anyway.Sometimes I wonder why can't we learn from happiness? or happy days like the ones on that butter commercial? maybe because it is rare to realize when we're happy and calm, only because when we actually do it, we already lost it. Then we just miss it. Well, this time I refuse. Here comes the sun, the
summer sun along with the flowers, and I say it's alright to celebrate and enjoy and do nothing, at least for a while. Dolce far niente makes perfect sense and I have not become an American to not realize how great it is to not have anything to do and not feel guilty about it.
" It's funny how little you were when you came! You were so little!"I heard this sentence a few days ago from someone I've known since I first came, 4 years ago. I didn't quite get what she meant but I've been thinking about it. I decided to look at some old pictures from 2007, 2008 and it's amazing how I look younger, but mostly, how I look naive and fragile. Because I was.I feel such a big difference from the beginning of my 20's to the end of them. And I know how much I've become more mature due to, unfortunately, a lot of bad things. Moving out of Brazil made me who I am today. Everything that happened in Jersey was written with black ink over the previous maturity point, so much and some so boldly and strong that today I'm able to see a thick line that parts me and that I intend to never cross back.It's noticeable from daily routines to deep feelings, the growth. Before Jersey (BJ), I never thought I would miss, let's see, the beach. I thought of it as too much sun, too much sand and unbearable heat. I hated it, thought it was boring and pointless since I didn't want to be tanned. After Jersey (AJ), my first winter in Jersey, and specially after the last, I absolutely miss not having a determined time of the year (at least not determined by me) to drive one hour to go to the beach. I miss the smell of the ocean and falling asleep on the sand. Before Jersey, I thought absolutely everything that came out through a child's whole, any whole, was completely disgusting. I didn't want anything to do with it: not to be close, not to smell it, not to touch it (touching it was my worse fear, Oh Gosh, make it a hundred yards far from me). AJ, yeah, I've had everything near, next, and ON me. You name it, I've had it. Why? my sense of responsibility has triplicated, to the point where I would do anything to take proper care of them, including dealing with number one, two, three...or four.BJ, I never went to bed before 1 am, at least when I only had school. I stayed up late, watched everything on tv, wrote, listened to music. I was pretty much like a freaking vampire, except I didn't look like a cover of seventeen magazine at 8am the next day. I was a night person. I could be a night person. I was the 'I'll sleep when I'm dead" sort of teenager/young adult. I had body strength and energy enough to not need caffeine to even think of what I had to do, let alone do it. AJ, I'm in bed by 11. Yes, sound asleep, and God forbid I have less than 7 hours of sleep. I get dizzy, cranky (ier, okay!), I don't feel like I can do anything and the world is the worse place ever. to be continued, by her. But I'm preparing more, from
Sometimes I just cant help but whine. I guess it is human, right? I should be graduated by now. Things didnt happen as I expected though. It ruined my plans. I was always upset about that, so I used to curse the damn British professor who was so unfair, not only with me, because of that.So here I am, taking Introduction to Poetry again. I guess Ive been learning much more than I expected to. One of these days I bumped into a poem that really caught me. Its entitled Chosen Places by Philip Casey, an Irish writer. In fact, I bumped not only into the poem but into the poet as well, who was brought to Brazil by the Chair of Irish Studies at USP to lecture. I know it seems as sort of cliche, chosen places or meant to be, is there such a thing? Am I meant to be here, not there? Do we really get to choose our choices or perhaps is it just much more comfortable to think that we do so? Should we trust that we are exactly where we should be? I often question myself.I said that I bumped into the poem and so into the author because I knew about the lecture but I really didnt feel like attending it. It was a rainy day, it was also my car-restriction day, so I couldnt drive to Sao Paulo and it was going to cause me so much trouble trying to get there. Even so I did. Not particularly because I was interested in the lecture, I have to confess, it turned out that it did make my day.Today was another day just like that. I was just so tired, it was so hot, the students are starting up another strike in my university; weve had so many that Im done supporting or participating at all. I took this course in poetry once before, I took some other subjects in poetry is it really necessary to go today? Are we even going to have classes with all that mess going on there?So I decided on going, (not particularly interested in the class I have to confess again but because I had to), the professor had previously notified that she was going to be delayed, almost everyone thought she wouldnt come because of the strike, there were like five people in class. She actually did and brought along an Indian poet. We started analyzing one of his poems (not knowing that he was the author yet). The poem, Rain, seemed to be a paradox, showing images of drought and flood, sun and rain. Its very well written. It felt so negative at first describing all the destruction a flood causes. Unlike what Ive always thought, the poet said in India, nature is neither idolatrized nor glamorized, it is indeed amazing and gracious, yet it brings destruction. But even in terrifying tsunamis such as the ones weve recently seen or flood, there should be hope. The anthology is entitled Confluence and the anthology is based on this
idea, the confluence between rain and rivers, it all mingles in one thing, the ocean, as a cycle.Ive got to thing about this cycle, the more I try to change, the more it seems that I am in the exact same place, in the same situations I should know better by now, stuck in reverse. And then the author started talking about Indian culture, about the third eye, which was one of the images in the poem. The third eye worn by the Indians is the one that sees on the inside. The two eyes weve got can only capture sight, what is in front of us, so we should be able to see through that sight and look for what's inside, so we could realize that many times we spend time and effort where we should not. And then again I started to think about how unfair life sometimes could be, and again I was reminded that at the same time when some people are really mean to us, for no reason, and we wonder how could these people be so reckless with the feelings of others, at the same time there are people who sometimes come out of nowhere to help us out, we wonder, where did that come from? Why is this person being so nice? Its just the cycle. Things just balance out in the end.I guess we should ask ourselves from time to time if we are growing and evolving, as it is the only thing really meant to be.That was my wake-up call of the day, rain is so effortless, so should life be at times.
This weekend the world saw the biggest full moon in decades, which has sealed the change of seasons. Ones man happiness is another mans sadness, our summer is officially over and a new season has begun in the north hemisphere as well, there comes the spring. Spring has always been my favorite season. I was born on the first day of spring and ever since my mother used to tell me that I was a flower, so I have always made this connection between my birthdays and the flowers season which used to make my birthdays and the seasons even more exciting. Well, I can just say that birthdays are not that exciting any longer. Spring is always going to be very welcome in my life but the getting older part, some will say wiser, well it still does not attract me much. Talking about attractiveness, if we were to think of the words itself, spring and fall in English, the idea of spring is much more attractive in so many ways. You dont even have to check an etymological dictionary to agree with it, fall gives the idea of coming down, from a higher to a lower position while spring immediately brings the opposite idea, to move upward or forward. I couldnt help but wonder, what can be so bad about fall after all? If things can fall into place, if we start associating fall with something that doesnt involve a dramatic falling down episode, perhaps we can get a whole new meaning to the word, to the season, to life and actually fall in love with the season and whatever it is that it will bring. So lets welcome fall with a spring attitude, as if it were spring, as if it were summer, so here comes the fall, and I say... Its alright. Portanto, e uma fonte de grande virtude para oespirito experiente aprender, pouco a pouco, primeiro a mudar nas coisas visiveise transitorias, para que depois possa deixa-las para tras. Quem acha doce aterra natal ainda e um tenro principiante; aquele para quem toda terra e natalja e forte; mas e perfeito aquele para quem o mundo inteiro e um lugarestrangeiro. A alma tenra fixou seu amor num unico ponto do mundo; a pessoaforte estendeu seu amor a todos os lugares; o homem perfeito extinguiu o seu.Hugo de Saint Victor, monge do seculo XII Someone once told me that the longer you stay i the US, the harder it is to leave. That's very likely to be true. But almost 2 and a half years ago, when I left Jersey and decided to go back 'home', I knew I wasn't ready. I knew my time here wasn't over. Something inside of me was screaming STAY, but my sense of responsibility and my lack of confidence on my plans were definitely louder than whatever that so called inner voice was saying it. I left, spent 10 months in Brazil trying to adapt, to realized I had already adapted somewhere else. I can't even count how many professional reasons I
had to return, how scared I was to take the risk. I can't explain how much I love the children and missed them desperately. This is some connection you have to feel, it's meant to be, might even be spiritual. There's always someone to say you're too old to be doing this, you're far from the job market in Brazil, you abandoned your family. I hear that everyday, and it is much worse when I hear from my own mind. That's why I say I can't explain. And because I do not need to justify my choices and my decisions. All I can do is hope and take a step forward everyday.But I also came back for things I don't have anymore. And that is and will always be the biggest pain I feel in the US. The worse of all evils, that lays inside of me. Loneliness.Part of why I wanted to stay is no longer with me in cold grayish Jersey. But I must pay my tribute to it, to honor them and to inspire the new au pairs coming. This country gave me a few of my best friends. My 'meninas from Sao Paulo' changed much more than my accent. They changed my life. I am still in touch with pretty much all of them, and they have absolutely no idea of how much I miss them all. They own my best memories in Jersey and surrounding areas. We bonded, we built up our friendship weekend after weekend. I also had here my worse heartbreak. I came very close to leaving. Not worth to mention a word besides that. But I'm no quitter. I never gave up making new friends. Never. But I'm afraid that it might happen soon. Many of you might actually think this is funny ( and it is all part of how needy I am, I'm aware and have been told) but real truth is: The longer you stay in the US, the less friends I have. Or it could be 'the older you get, the less friends you have', or maybe it's just me not being interesting or fun anymore. I think I lost it. Maybe because the more I want, the less I get. Perhaps I lost the spark au pairs have, that light that makes you recognize another au pair by far. I blend. I'm old and I don't go partying. Or maybe the longer I'm here, the more intimidating it seems. Or being a student excludes me from having a social life?huh. I feel like I still have tons to learn.They come, they go. They meet me, they don't call anymore. And I'm left with questions and doubts and lonely Saturdays.Maybe I am a quitter.Or maybe you just get lucky once in a lifetime, not twice. Lightning do not strike twice, right?!So enjoy your first April shower, dear au pairs. It brought me my flowers.