Friday, March 18, 2011
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Wheezing When I Start The Car
SOME NEW '... Country
I present some new spring / summer 2011 ... will present very early in our stores Domodossola - Via Bagnolini, 7 and Santa Maria Maggiore - Piazza Risorgimento, 3 A
you comments!
One last thing: I am organizing a small number of give away so be prepared!
you comments!
One last thing: I am organizing a small number of give away so be prepared!
's proximity to the give away .. . Best regards
Maria Sole
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Should Obese Women Get A Brazilian Wax
After a long meeting of our Board of Directors (me and my mom ...) we decided that we were cold stoves, scarves, gloves that are lost in the round, the earmuffs ...
so we did get the spring. Our last
Featured is a tribute to Mother Nature! Seeing her is like hearing the song of pattirossi and swallows.
Are you ready to Springfield you too?!
ucceliera A wonderful and great ...
covered with garlands of peach and white hydrangeas
The greenhouse to grow our seeds safe, but enjoying the time being and sunlight ...
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Marshmellow Bow Arrow
Contagion
Who is in Ciclofficina usually lends itself to a physical exchange, functional.
The bike route for efficient.
The cost savings is guaranteed.
Just a little 'recycling, a lot of good will.
But they delude themselves.
The debt incurred in that place is not cheap material.
can not be settled with a thank you, bid. Even before
is symbolic. In
Ciclofficina material is exchanged ideas, affection.
how to inject a virus latent underground.
Of those resistant to everything.
Able to work in the shade, to check out when you least expect it. Silently to undermine plans and arrangements set.
This is the trap we ignore put in place.
Everyone is affected.
Both the exterior and interior. The strip is left
Ciclofficina meekly to "compel" the other, putting him in check thanks to a symbolic difference, a difference materially insolvent, so destabilizing.
You think you have made a deal. Instead
owe a silent able to power sooner or later new relational forms, new approaches to life. Not only within the confined spaces of Ciclofficina, the former market. But even out, infecting the Metastatic social organism.
All with laughter, lightness.
through play. For many
on balance it's worth it. Often
without knowing the reasons, still come back even if the material is urgently granted. To continue to absorb the heat of that place chaotic, messy and yet able to warm you up as a home always on.
Despite the cold, frost.
Beneath the piles of rubble scattered like the ash is given to the flame already dead.
blow just enough.
The fire slowly rises with a nervous movement indefinable, continuous. Transforming those seemingly useless waste another opportunity in life unexpected, surprising and fascinating.
From that ritual sacrifice of bicycles stripped of everything. Reduced to a minimum until the bare chassis. The exception
bike.
The potential absolute unthinkable ready to explode into new opportunities.
must be blind not to perceive these dynamics. Dull
for fear of change.
Although it was designed to keep intact as much as a wax statue of the sun. 
Who is in Ciclofficina usually lends itself to a physical exchange, functional.
The bike route for efficient.
The cost savings is guaranteed.
Just a little 'recycling, a lot of good will.
But they delude themselves.
The debt incurred in that place is not cheap material.
can not be settled with a thank you, bid. Even before
is symbolic. In
Ciclofficina material is exchanged ideas, affection.
how to inject a virus latent underground.
Of those resistant to everything.
Able to work in the shade, to check out when you least expect it. Silently to undermine plans and arrangements set.
This is the trap we ignore put in place.
Everyone is affected.
Both the exterior and interior. The strip is left
Ciclofficina meekly to "compel" the other, putting him in check thanks to a symbolic difference, a difference materially insolvent, so destabilizing.
You think you have made a deal. Instead
owe a silent able to power sooner or later new relational forms, new approaches to life. Not only within the confined spaces of Ciclofficina, the former market. But even out, infecting the Metastatic social organism.
All with laughter, lightness.
through play. For many
on balance it's worth it. Often
without knowing the reasons, still come back even if the material is urgently granted. To continue to absorb the heat of that place chaotic, messy and yet able to warm you up as a home always on.
Despite the cold, frost.
Beneath the piles of rubble scattered like the ash is given to the flame already dead.
blow just enough.
The fire slowly rises with a nervous movement indefinable, continuous. Transforming those seemingly useless waste another opportunity in life unexpected, surprising and fascinating.
From that ritual sacrifice of bicycles stripped of everything. Reduced to a minimum until the bare chassis. The exception
bike.
The potential absolute unthinkable ready to explode into new opportunities.
must be blind not to perceive these dynamics. Dull
for fear of change.
Although it was designed to keep intact as much as a wax statue of the sun.
Ontario Boat Title & Registration
Being dj
Mimmo is a dj squatters.
He chose to live in a camper.
In a span from the house where he was born. Near
really bad, for their open wounds.
is not his habit to ignore.
Just the right distance.
There are the roots.
The living memory of the partisans.
Fathers do not have fathers who grew up with affection.
points of many naughty. But also
find clever to pull a living. For
not ask anybody anything.
also the limits of legality.
When you're cornered you fight with guns.
always paying the bill when you are wrong.
an unwritten rule to which there is no escape.
Then came the tribe music, techno, house ...
Since the age of thirteen.
Like a contagious virus capable of capturing the soul.
But to give you the strength to keep from going under and to overcome the darkest moments.
Disc after disc, Mimmo has made his bones.
first following the best dj. Then with the passage of time replacing them.
Now at forty-two, thirty years after the crest of the wave, has plenty of experience.
His is more of a profession.
is quite a mission, a faith towards the idea of \u200b\u200bpurity and integrity.
What would he do without music.
do not know. Certainly not the
Mimmo today.
are accepted in his trailer.
Inside is clearly illustrated his console, mixer and two speakers. For a total of about two thousand amperes. Not cheap. When they are products of choice for well-calibrated to work together to give their best.
I sit on a corner. All the time
Mimmo remains standing in front of his big dog.
begins to sound like a raging river.
To be a good DJ you must have first of all a console, which is two courses, one mixer, two monitors.
But not enough.
music you should enter into it.
Then he must turn around in my head.
Only then you can pull off.
It is not yet sufficient to achieve a pure music. Before the
you have to give everything.
You have to choose how to pick a mate.
Music does not betray you, or you will never leave alone.
Even if you're in deep shit.
is a lifestyle choice without compromise.
should not be forgotten ever. A delivery
it you totally and unreservedly.
is the first of many "needs", the family, work, children.
To never have regrets.
Only then, after years of ranks, you can understand it, know it.
Then you're ready to entertain people by telling a story.
But with the dishes and the mixer.
The gain is not a priority.
not ask for any card to enter.
You want to get as many second opportunities for all.
Doing the ridge to anyone.
To give life to a common movement.
To continue the spirit of those who came before.
Beyond all logic market, the exploitation is more important to communicate its history, the personal emotions.
Doing the best with the right tools.
order to face all while having fun together. 
Mimmo is a dj squatters.
He chose to live in a camper.
In a span from the house where he was born. Near
really bad, for their open wounds.
is not his habit to ignore.
Just the right distance.
There are the roots.
The living memory of the partisans.
Fathers do not have fathers who grew up with affection.
points of many naughty. But also
find clever to pull a living. For
not ask anybody anything.
also the limits of legality.
When you're cornered you fight with guns.
always paying the bill when you are wrong.
an unwritten rule to which there is no escape.
Then came the tribe music, techno, house ...
Since the age of thirteen.
Like a contagious virus capable of capturing the soul.
But to give you the strength to keep from going under and to overcome the darkest moments.
Disc after disc, Mimmo has made his bones.
first following the best dj. Then with the passage of time replacing them.
Now at forty-two, thirty years after the crest of the wave, has plenty of experience.
His is more of a profession.
is quite a mission, a faith towards the idea of \u200b\u200bpurity and integrity.
What would he do without music.
do not know. Certainly not the
Mimmo today.
are accepted in his trailer.
Inside is clearly illustrated his console, mixer and two speakers. For a total of about two thousand amperes. Not cheap. When they are products of choice for well-calibrated to work together to give their best.
I sit on a corner. All the time
Mimmo remains standing in front of his big dog.
begins to sound like a raging river.
To be a good DJ you must have first of all a console, which is two courses, one mixer, two monitors.
But not enough.
music you should enter into it.
Then he must turn around in my head.
Only then you can pull off.
It is not yet sufficient to achieve a pure music. Before the
you have to give everything.
You have to choose how to pick a mate.
Music does not betray you, or you will never leave alone.
Even if you're in deep shit.
is a lifestyle choice without compromise.
should not be forgotten ever. A delivery
it you totally and unreservedly.
is the first of many "needs", the family, work, children.
To never have regrets.
Only then, after years of ranks, you can understand it, know it.
Then you're ready to entertain people by telling a story.
But with the dishes and the mixer.
The gain is not a priority.
not ask for any card to enter.
You want to get as many second opportunities for all.
Doing the ridge to anyone.
To give life to a common movement.
To continue the spirit of those who came before.
Beyond all logic market, the exploitation is more important to communicate its history, the personal emotions.
Doing the best with the right tools.
order to face all while having fun together.
Can I Connect My Mybook To My Tv?
siding
They say a binary system of two values. For example
0-1, black and white, true-false.
It works well in math and in many other fields of application in everyday life. Just think of the computer, the digital world.
But if a fatal mistake for the language namesake track railway began to operate following the same rules, would be a trouble for everyone.
Yet that is what is happening for a while '.
Since a foreseeable reality has gone by replacing the chaos.
is chaos.
Although the possibilities are reduced to one in two, it means relying on the case.
As with heads and tails.
So great is the probability of incidents along the rail Adriatic. Those frequented by myself. So
to travelers is increasingly take.
Let me explain ...
This time it was usually on the track waiting for the chance.
Shortly before the train arrived, a female voice a little 'anonymous, however gentle, invites us to move on to another track.
Accustomed to such inconvenience the masses of people commuting more and more resigned to moving on the platform without blinking "right".
Outside is a freezing cold of the north.
The gray sea is not too rough. So
ships off can play chase. At the same time
some rays of sunshine peeking after passing the dark side station. Nevertheless
meat discoveries continue to be pin thin spikes.
Fortunately, the wait is only a few minutes.
Time to stretch your legs on the crowded sidewalk. Also try to avoid the shrill voice of the speaker always on. Although the volume is lower than usual.
We all have the nose in the direction of the oncoming train.
Soon we see horizon.
Have the lights on.
We are all anxious.
soon as possible to sink too tired limbs on the chairs of the coaches, we hope the warmth.
twist.
Shortly before the train platform deviates from the intended path and going as usual.
A moment of loss.
the time to look into his eyes perplexed.
Is he or is not he?
to look good is just an old car.
When we are usually housed in a train with a lot of locomotives and wagons in tow.
that the mountain has given birth to a mouse?
And then the speaker is silent ... Meanwhile
comes another train coming from the opposite direction to cover the view.
The second run ...
begin to drop the first certainty.
Another few moments and maybe one is walking ...
Regardless of all the speakers continue to spread until the reassuringly boring music.
One, two minutes ...
Then the silence is filled by cramped entry the speaker.
Treat ...
The right track was the original one.
on the ...
No sad faces ...
A little 'smile ...
Carnival is ...
Every joke is ...
More and more are being prepared slaughtered in mass exodus to the second day. In the heat
someone starts to run.
Others do the same. Although
to declare victory will not be the first but the last to arrive.
Among the slower winds in the hope of a sudden opening of the Red Sea, not to get stuck on the wrong side.
In the confusion no one knows what happened to the Chinese with their shaky Italian ...
the end will be missing ... Perhaps
drowned amid the waves of closed sea like a vice around stritolante lightning. For the rest
all safe again.
On the train started with a few minutes late to meet the Saviour on duty.
One of the many passengers on the track "just 'a bit more careful.
With eyes fixed on the monitors had witnessed the miraculous disappearance and reappearance of the target from one track to another.
A trick of high school!
is thanks to his care if the conductor rang the station.
The officer of the station has silenced the Queen.
Then, allowing his majesty, warned commuters increasingly lost and confused error.
we can do is cry! But today
is carnival, so we ride on together.
Finding the opportunity to share together the daily personal misfortunes that happened recently on the train.
For a while, 'it feels closer in solidarity ...
Ready to take care of them when needed.
Given the chronic neglect of the railways.
Ah ... Just to
not deny this situation ...
Come back of the carriage lights went crazy ...
initially went out almost all ...
So to make life difficult for ordinary readers.
then went out altogether.
When they seemed to be rekindled in the disco. Almost
the train was alive and wanted to show everyone his presence, his impish humor.
The ultimate swan song before the likely permanent. 
They say a binary system of two values. For example
0-1, black and white, true-false.
It works well in math and in many other fields of application in everyday life. Just think of the computer, the digital world.
But if a fatal mistake for the language namesake track railway began to operate following the same rules, would be a trouble for everyone.
Yet that is what is happening for a while '.
Since a foreseeable reality has gone by replacing the chaos.
is chaos.
Although the possibilities are reduced to one in two, it means relying on the case.
As with heads and tails.
So great is the probability of incidents along the rail Adriatic. Those frequented by myself. So
to travelers is increasingly take.
Let me explain ...
This time it was usually on the track waiting for the chance.
Shortly before the train arrived, a female voice a little 'anonymous, however gentle, invites us to move on to another track.
Accustomed to such inconvenience the masses of people commuting more and more resigned to moving on the platform without blinking "right".
Outside is a freezing cold of the north.
The gray sea is not too rough. So
ships off can play chase. At the same time
some rays of sunshine peeking after passing the dark side station. Nevertheless
meat discoveries continue to be pin thin spikes.
Fortunately, the wait is only a few minutes.
Time to stretch your legs on the crowded sidewalk. Also try to avoid the shrill voice of the speaker always on. Although the volume is lower than usual.
We all have the nose in the direction of the oncoming train.
Soon we see horizon.
Have the lights on.
We are all anxious.
soon as possible to sink too tired limbs on the chairs of the coaches, we hope the warmth.
twist.
Shortly before the train platform deviates from the intended path and going as usual.
A moment of loss.
the time to look into his eyes perplexed.
Is he or is not he?
to look good is just an old car.
When we are usually housed in a train with a lot of locomotives and wagons in tow.
that the mountain has given birth to a mouse?
And then the speaker is silent ... Meanwhile
comes another train coming from the opposite direction to cover the view.
The second run ...
begin to drop the first certainty.
Another few moments and maybe one is walking ...
Regardless of all the speakers continue to spread until the reassuringly boring music.
One, two minutes ...
Then the silence is filled by cramped entry the speaker.
Treat ...
The right track was the original one.
on the ...
No sad faces ...
A little 'smile ...
Carnival is ...
Every joke is ...
More and more are being prepared slaughtered in mass exodus to the second day. In the heat
someone starts to run.
Others do the same. Although
to declare victory will not be the first but the last to arrive.
Among the slower winds in the hope of a sudden opening of the Red Sea, not to get stuck on the wrong side.
In the confusion no one knows what happened to the Chinese with their shaky Italian ...
the end will be missing ... Perhaps
drowned amid the waves of closed sea like a vice around stritolante lightning. For the rest
all safe again.
On the train started with a few minutes late to meet the Saviour on duty.
One of the many passengers on the track "just 'a bit more careful.
With eyes fixed on the monitors had witnessed the miraculous disappearance and reappearance of the target from one track to another.
A trick of high school!
is thanks to his care if the conductor rang the station.
The officer of the station has silenced the Queen.
Then, allowing his majesty, warned commuters increasingly lost and confused error.
we can do is cry! But today
is carnival, so we ride on together.
Finding the opportunity to share together the daily personal misfortunes that happened recently on the train.
For a while, 'it feels closer in solidarity ...
Ready to take care of them when needed.
Given the chronic neglect of the railways.
Ah ... Just to
not deny this situation ...
Come back of the carriage lights went crazy ...
initially went out almost all ...
So to make life difficult for ordinary readers.
then went out altogether.
When they seemed to be rekindled in the disco. Almost
the train was alive and wanted to show everyone his presence, his impish humor.
The ultimate swan song before the likely permanent.
Cubefield Digital Bug
March 8 International Women's Day
Best wishes to all women in the world, it's a day full of happiness and joy in all the languages \u200b\u200bof the world .... Edatullah
Best wishes to all women in the world, it's a day full of happiness and joy in all the languages \u200b\u200bof the world .... Edatullah
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Plastic Sleds Manufactured In 1970
SPRING MOUNTAIN
really delicious, very good Kate! 
Yesterday came into the store a wonderful hen that welcomes all visitors to the shop and who knows who will be / the lucky / a that can hang on your door?!
E 'was made by hand as usual from our talented decorator Kate and I renew the invitation to visit his blog.
E 'was made by hand as usual from our talented decorator Kate and I renew the invitation to visit his blog.
But here's our hero ...
really delicious, very good Kate!
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Bleading In Verginity
painting by Kate ... to ski and do not! My Sweet Valentine
A beautiful apartment in the mountains around 1800mt light and with a view to scream.
You just want to put on skis and have fun ...
You just want to put on skis and have fun ...
All textile additions have been made by us.
The magnificent view that can be enjoyed from the windows, this is still early in the morning and the sun is about to emerge from the mountains in front of ...
The additional beds are Bossi, both for the twin bed for the master bedroom.
Sheets Bossi are top class and will last a lifetime even if abused.
Maybe cost a little more, but my grandmother always said "the more you spend, spend less" ...
... and he was right
The cushions of the chairs are coordinated around the bench, curtains and sofa cushions, because we do not leave anything to chance and try to harmonize the most the room with fabrics chosen by the customer.
belief enhanced by these beautiful curtains, double-sided and scalloped shelves.
The fabric is cute hearts on the front is a simple red gingham with green hearts, but on the back becomes solid green with red gingham hearts. A real treat!
The set of table and chairs. The tablecloth is WAXED but with this tissue typical mountain.
It 's a product COMPTOIR DE FAMILLE.
And here we are with the couch cushions and curtains in linen decorated with embroidery and shaped Pinetti mantovanine in red gingham.
My beloved pillow. I've already confessed my love for the sofas and beds full of pillows?!
And here is the living, you can see the floor in the shade with the same sofas (a real delicacy).
If you like, this beautiful apartment is rented for the winter holidays (or summer). The owners have asked me to submit every possible question.
So if you want to spend a winter holiday of your dreams, in a village very typical (trust is really a little jewel of a mountain), or pamper yourself in the sun on the terrace, please contact me at mail
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