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Having my nails painted on has always been a way for me to express my self, but like every student out there, I don't always have the time or the money to get my nails professionally done. So over the years of ...
 
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Give yourself a polished look.
You'd be surprised what dots of blue and white nail polish can do for you, this minimalist take on nail art pairs well with any accessory and OOTD. Treat your nails as a blank canvas and mix mediums, incorporate gold wire to ...
 
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This video will make you want to paint your nails ASAP!
It's the weekend once again, Candy Girls, and that means we have more time in our hands. If you and your friends are looking for something to do this weekend, then here's a suggestion: Why don't you take out your nail polish and other ...
 
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Blooming!
Tired of your usual mani? Looking for something new to paint on your nails? How about some pretty blooms to brighten up your digits? We looked for some pretty pegs to help you out!What do you have painted on your nails right ...
 
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Ideas for the girl who's just dipping her tips and toes into the wonderful world of nail art.
We love a fresh mani and go crazy over bottles of colorful nail polish. But if you're one of those girls who sticks to one color (red? nude? pink?) but are curious to see how nail art will look on your tips, ...
 
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We've got the best tricks from an expert!
From the clothes you wear to the hair you sport, fashion has always been a great avenue for expression. Of course, your day-to-day looks wouldn’t be 100% complete without sophisticated and chic nails! There is no nail care or treatment more fun than nail ...
 
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 Holiday nails. Want your tips to be festive for Christmas? Here are 5 nail art ideas to rock this season! Our fave? The plum party—nothing like a bit of sparkle to make a beautiful color even more pretty! (via FemaleNetwork.com) Brush 101. Can't seem to ...
 
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The newest Chic Nails ambassador dishes on everything nails!
Tuesday marked the official launch of Kathryn Bernardo as the very first celebrity face and Chica of Nails by Chic Centre. With the release of her first nail polish collection called Edgy, we were able to speak with the teen queen about everything ...
 
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Express your love for music through these 15 fierce designs to help inspire your next trip to the salon or at home nail sesh. Don't forget to have your fave music play in the background!
Basic NotesPerfect for the no-fuss gal that wants to try a bit of nail art; the step-by-step tutorial shows you how to create basic musical notes that’s still pretty rad to show off in class.Pause & PlayWho says you have to stick ...
 
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And all the 7 ways you can fix them!
The world of beauty never stays the same. There are always newer products and better ways and tricks of getting amazing beauty looks. But when it comes to the very basic nail care, the rules are very simple and never truly change. ...
 
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Make the most of your summer by sporting standout nail looks just like your fave stars! Read on to find out what products and colors you'll need.
Let out one last summer hurrah by sporting the cutest nails to keep your days bright and sunny! Whether you're into painting the coolest nail art looks on your tips or you're all about bold and embellished nail polish, your favorite celebrities ...
 
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Get your gals together for a mani party with these positively cute nail art designs to brighten your day. Express yourself and strut your digits all throughout summer!
Fifi Lapin Inspired NailsWho knew cute bunnies and fashion could mix? Try this trendy It Bunny on your digits and work your inner fashionista!Good Morning Daisy!Not all grays are dreary. Add a twist to the monochromatic hue with pretty daisies using white ...
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Kathreece Quizon 21 hours ago

Today, I am sharing my mother's story. I wish my mother was a constant in my life, like an angel who guards you to sleep and comes right there when you called. But angels come back home too, in heaven where they always belonged, and my mother went back a little early. My mother died when I was 13 years old. My last memory of my mother: Letting go when you are not yet ready is a very cruel thing that one has to ever experience. It is a sudden wave of total sadness and desperation crashing into your very core.

On the 28th of July 2013, we went to a resort in Bataan for the employees’ getaway. My parents own a 7-11 franchise, and it had always been a tradition to give their store clerks a get-together every year. I remember very well the last breakfast I had with my mother. The Sunday morning sky was clear and sunny, and the sea was calm and tranquil as we ate our breakfast on a cottage under the tall palm trees. She shared with us a strange dream she had the other night. She dreamt about an unknown woman holding an ice pick chasing her down on a dimly lit street, then she woke up just before the woman could grab her arm. We never knew what that dream exactly meant and now, I wished I never knew its meaning. After breakfast, my family and our employees decided to take a swim at the beach. The day was nice. The morning air may be chilly but the sun’s kiss on our skins gave us warmth. It was perfect. Everything is fine and the tides are low which made it very enjoyable to swim. We swam a little farther from the shore and we stopped to the point where the water reached our shoulders. We were talking about the good things in life and reminiscing the good old days. Those are the things that I’ve always loved about my family because I never had a meaningless conversation with them.

A few moments later, we heard a panicking call for help from one of our store clerks. It was Rachel. She was struggling to keep her head above water. She was already drowning but the odd thing was, she was only a few feet away from us. At first, we thought she was just playing around until we felt the sand in our toes dissolving like powder. It felt like as if the seafloor submerged deeper. I remembered sighting the shore and it seemed so close yet very far away. We were all panicking at that time. No one knew how to swim except my mother so without having second thoughts she swam towards Rachel and called out to my father, “Yung mga anak mo! Dalhin mo sa pampang yung mga anak mo!” and I never thought I already heard my mother’s last words to my father. I was paddling like a dog, gasping for air, as I say a little prayer to God to take us all back to safety. I felt my father grabbing our swimsuits, trying to lift our bodies so we can breathe even though he was also struggling to keep himself alive. Once I felt my toes touch the ground, there came a veil of relief that covered my whole body. As soon as my father and my sister made it to the shore we started calling out for help. There were no lifeguards on duty at that time, no personnel, nor guards. I saw my mother already floating in her stomach. We sighted a boat sailing nearby, we waved our hands and called for their attention. They almost ignored us because they cannot comprehend what we were trying to relay but the good thing was a passenger in the boat noticed my mother and Rachel in the water.

My mother’s body was laid on the shore. She was unconscious and her whole body was pale as white. My father performed CPR but my mother couldn’t get the water come out of her mouth because the food she ate earlier got stuck in her throat and blocked the passage. A concerned tourist offered his car to deliver my mom in a nearby health center or a clinic of some sort since the hospital was miles away from the beach and she needs immediate care. My father told us to stay in the hotel room and prepare mom’s belongings so that if she wakes up she has fresh clothes to change into. My sister and I finished packing our things and waited for our father to pick us up from the hotel. I was crying and I couldn’t stop myself because I was afraid to lose my mother. I couldn’t imagine what my life would be if I lose her that day. Moments lasted until we heard a knock on the door and it was my father, crying, and apologizing to us. He hugged me and my sister tightly and saying, “Sorry, anak, sorry hindi na uuwi si mommy, sorry hindi ko nasagip si mommy”. And that was the moment I felt sinking into the ground. I never knew what to feel at first. I was numb because my worries were now actually a reality that I have to live in. I was at shock because I am now one of the kids in those cliche teleseryes who lost a mother at an early age. We went to the health center to settle everything. The clinic was very small and it sure did lack equipment. He told us to stay in the car. I wanted to see my mom, but I know he never wanted us to see her like that. I didn’t know what to feel. I was having high anxiety levels that my stomach is churning and I wanted to vomit. I got off the car and entered the health center to find the restroom. When I was finding my way around, I passed by the emergency room. I saw my mother lying in a foldable bed, lifeless, her hands dangling from the side of the bed, she has violet bruises on her skin, and her body was partially covered with a white towel.

That is when it sunk into me that she’s dead and never coming back. My father asked the others to just commute back to Manila because what we need right now is comfort from our family. The drive back home was one of the most painful memory I had as a kid. My father was in the steering wheel crying his eyes out. We drove from Bataan to Pampanga. We went home to my grandmother’s house, the nearest house that we can call “home” because how are we still going to be “home” without her?

Once we reached Pampanga, we stopped over to the gas station and my father made some calls to our loved ones to tell them that my mother passed away. He then called my aunt to help him arrange for the funeral. We got home and my grandmother hugged us and told us to get some rest. Already tired of crying, I went to sleep for a while. I woke up and for a second, I thought everything that happened the other day was all just a dream. That she was there in Manila, sitting on the couch reading some furniture magazine, waiting for us to go home. But that’s how cruel life is, right? I got up and weirdly, I felt sands in the bed. It was gray, just like the ones on the beach. I thought maybe it was just dirt but it was a fair amount to believe that maybe she visited us before she left. - ?

- The part of how I conquered the grief of her passing is shared in my personal blog. I felt the need to share my story with everyone since she's the woman I look up to. Feel free to visit my personal blog too when you have the time. I love writing my stories. Thank You! link: http://qkathreece.wixsite.com/kathreecequizon/post/breaking-waves

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