She’s mine until our contract ends. I’ll take her hard and rough, listen to all her hopes and fears, lay down my life to protect her. ⠀
This beauty will never let herself love a dangerous man like me—a man who has killed, a man who runs towards gunfire, a man who never backs down from a fight. ⠀
But without her love, I’m not a man—I’ll remain forever a beast. ⠀
Meet Grady—the wounded Marine hero in my best seller, BEAST. Now FREE for a limited time!!! Link in Bio!🥀🦁❤️💃📕
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What's the deal with hashtags in the first comment?
So, you may have seen that @latermedia recently released their new first comment feature which allows you to schedule your hashtags in the caption along with your posts.
The ideal position of hashtags has been a topic of conversation within the social media for sometime, with some people ardament that hashtags belong in the caption as opposed to the first comment and vice versa.
Here are the facts; Instagram allows you to use up to 30 hashtags but your caption has a character maximum of 2200.
Studies have also found that;
🍉 87% of brands place their hashtags in the caption
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& last but not least
🍉 you don't know until you try!
We recommend trying both and using different combinations of hashtags to find what works best for you and your brand because there is no magic answer with this one!
I often get asked the origin of my name. My father named me after the legendary Persian queen and the storyteller of One Thousand and One Nights / Arabian Nights, Scheherazade. One of her most popular tales is Aladdin.
The story of Scheherazade begins with King Shahryar and his wife. He finds her being unfaithful and has her killed. Filled with anger, he decides to marry a virgin every night, only to have her beheaded the following morning to ensure her faithfulness. Many families fled to save their daughters lives. Scheherazade, against her father’s wishes, has a plan and stays. When the king takes Scheherazade as his wife, she tells him a story on their wedding night, but she doesn’t finish it. The king postpones her execution to find out the end of the story. The next night she finishes her story but begins a new one, and he postpones her execution again. This goes on for 1,001 nights. King Shahryar grows fond of her and falls in love. Scheherazade becomes queen and ends his madness. #scheherazade#1001nights#arabiannights#aladdin#storyteller#folktale#nikolairimskykorsakov#orchestra#musical#classicalmusic#aladdin
Nikola Rimsky-Kordonowy’s Scheherazade musical analysis by Gerard Schwarz
Complete video https://youtu.be/kbQlKueFG5w
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Influencer amplification is one of the hottest topics in the influencer marketing industry in 2020, with 39% of marketers saying their biggest priority with influencer marketing is user generated content and content amplification.📱✨ There are a few phrases commonly used when discussing influencer + paid media:
Whitelisting = obtaining the appropriate permissions from influencers to run paid ads through their identity. All ads can be created in your ad accounts.
Advertising access = can be used interchangeably with “whitelisting”.
Dark posts = Facebook and Instagram ads that are unpublished posts, they do not show up on the news feed and profile of the handle running ads (in this case, your influencers). Dark posts are targeted ads which can be shown to specific audiences.
Picked up this old friend again this weekend and am so glad I did. Stephen King is a writer’s writer and such a fun, bright human being, even with all the dark and twisty bits thrown in. Featured here is one of my favorite quotes from the book: “Put your desk in the corner, and every time you sit down there to write, remind yourself why it isn’t in the middle of the room. Life isn’t a support system for art. It’s the other way around.” ❤️
As manhãs sempre foram como a primavera fosse qual fosse a estação do ano. Todos os dias o nascer do dia trazia o sinal de esperança como quem respira fundo e se aflora de motivação Nas últimas semanas a primavera não chegou pois fechara as persianas e recolheu-se como quem precisa de hibernar e nutrir as feridas que a deixava envergonhada e sem vontade de fazer história ou de ser história na vida de alguém. O telefone toca e ela balbucia um “está tudo bem” como quem brinca às escondidas da verdade, vencedora das grandes mentiras.
Aquela manhã foi igual às anteriores, sem vida, atira as pernas para o chão e repete o padrão em respirar fundo e contar até três para se levantar vezes sem conta até que cambaleia atordoada pelas palavras que lhe ecoam na mente e lhe provocam uma dormência como se estivesse dentro de um pesadelo. Na casa de banho olha para o espelho e não reconhece a imagem daquela imbecil. Sorri à procura de mas não vê verdade apenas um coração apagado como se vivesse dentro de uma efêmera canção triste feita para durar… os dias lá foram transformam-se mas dentro de ti sente-se ancorada num loop interminável de interrogações... Cuidado ------ com copy paste! Direitos de autor são para ser respeitados!
You often talked about her pure heart,
but forgot to mention your broken heart
as it bleeds open while you hold it in your
It wasn’t right the way you
dragged that woman’s heart like that.
She didn’t deserve that shit.
Is that how you go about
filling the hole in your heart?
Did it work?
Bleeding onto the next person..
Now with your own blood
on your hands,
she’s left with rage in her heart.
You’re lucky angry is all that she is.
. #HurtPeopleHurtPeople 🖤🥀
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There are so many stories I need to tell; so many creations that I have in my heart that need to come forth into the physical realm.
And I made a promise to myself that in 2020 I would open myself to asking for assistance. Opening myself to work with others is admittedly not an easy thing because I am very clear about what I see, feel and am attempting to create. I don’t need people around me who want to shape MY vision. I need people around me who know how to support and help move that vision forward. I’ve worked with people in the past who talked a great game but couldn’t deliver. I don’t blame them. Some people have amazingly pure intentions but can’t execute(for a multitude of reasons). There are those who see potential in you and have less then honorable intentions. (I’ve got a whole other way of dealing with them). But I’m putting out the call in 2020 for my tribe to gather. There is a lot of work to be done. It’s time to align and shine!
Today was disheartening. What started out as a plan to meet up with friends at the playground ended as a silent car ride full of wondering if we’d ever go back to a place like this again.
There is a local all-abilities playground that we’ve visited a few times - usually during the week when it’s quiet and we have specialist appointments in the surrounding area. It’s a treat to be there and have the whole place to ourselves, using the structures for practice. The beauty of an all-abilities playground is adaptive equipment that allows children with disabilities to play amongst their peers, and also inclusion into the community.
The idea of inclusivity is a beautiful thing - people of all types of abilities playing together, being accepting/accepted and kind. The reality, especially for a parent, is that the world is scary as hell for our kids and even a place for “all-abilities” often caters, still, to the “physically able.”
Today, at age three, Flynn encountered his first bullies, was trampled while his muscles fatigued, and was pushed out of the way for taking too much time on an obstacle. Luckily, I was by his side, but other parents were nowhere to be found. He doesn’t want to go back there and I can’t say that I blame him. I don’t really want to either.
Remind your kids to be kind. Teach them to be compassionate and gentle. Show them, by example, what these words mean. Let them know that they can be whatever they want in life, except for a bully.
Unsere Wanderung zum Dragon Crest 🐉
An unserem 2. Tag in #krabitown fuhren wir mit dem Roller ganz früh morgens zum nahe gelegenem Khao Ngon Nak. So wollten wir der #hitze und auch anderen Touristen etwas aus dem Weg gehen 🌞 Das war rückblickend eine gute Entscheidung, denn beides ging auf! Zunächst mussten wir uns vor Ort in ein Buch eintragen wann und mit wie vielen Personen wir los gegangen sind. Hintergrund? Bei dieser Wanderung sind tatsächlich schon viele Menschen verunglückt und so können die Einheimischen am Abend kontrollieren, wer nicht zurück gekommen ist um ggf nach ihnen zu suchen.
Nun ging es 2 Stunden steil nach oben den Berg hinauf und festes Schuhwerk ist hier definitiv zu empfehlen! 👟Wir genossen die unglaublichen Geräusche des Dschungels und die Abgeschiedenheit 🌴🦎
Oben angekommen waren wir einfach nur überwältigt von einem endlosen Ausblick über die Bucht von Krabi.
Das Highlight an diesem besonderen Ort war der sogenannte #dragoncrest . Ein schmaler Felsvorsprung von nur einem Meter breite ragt über den Abgrund hervor. Als Sicherung dient nur ein Seil, das an einen Baum gebunden ist und dann heißt es mutig sein und sich auf den Vorsprung wagen. Mit großer Vorsicht trauten wir uns an den Rand und machten großartige Aufnahmen📸 Dadurch das wir komplett alleine waren konnten wir uns an dieser Stelle ganz viel Zeit nehmen und diesen Augenblick genießen.
Der Rückweg fiel wesentlich leichter und wir sind immer noch verzaubert von diesem Ort. Uns kamen massenweise Touristen entgegen und wir waren froh, so früh gestartet zu sein.
Der Dragon Crest blieb uns sehr stark in Erinnerung und ist ein Ort, den wir immer wieder besuchen würden. .
Wärst du #mutig genug gewesen dich nach vorne an die Kante zu wagen oder wärst du lieber auf sicherem Boden geblieben?
Aile masal saatleri ile her hafta yeni ailelerle buluşmak çok keyifli.
Bir olmak , anlatmak ve oynamak ve bunu hem küçük hem büyük birlikte yapabilmek hayalimizdi.
Ve oldu... oluyor 💚 ama sayenizde.
İnandığımız ve içimizden gelen her şeye karşılık verdiginiz için misafirlerimize çok teşekkür ederiz💚🙂👨👩👧👦
Gr8fool at @vodafoneuk !!
One of my missions for @gr8fool is to contribute to positive growth and mindsets in the corporate environment. .
I recently gave a talk at an Insight Day (organised by DMJ Recruitment and the Governance Institute) hosted at Vodafone, London. The goal of this event is to share knowledge and inspire new students/graduates into the company secretarial profession.
I have 16 years experience in this sector. And my talk was focussed on valuing not only CoSec-specific qualities but core human factors that support a happy career journey too. I loved the Insight Day experience and the feedback was amazing. So there will be more of these!
If you think your company could benefit from Gr8fool vibes and workshops, connect and let's chat!
Verlegen blinzele ich ihm entgegen. Durch die dicken Regentropfen erkenne ich sein Gesicht nur schwer. Mit großen, aber langsamen Schritten kommt er auf mich zu. Meine Aufregung steigt in diesem Moment bis ins Unermessliche. Ich kaue auf meiner Unterlippe, das mache ich immer, wenn ich nervös bin. Hinter mir schieben sich die Menschenmassen durch die enge Straße. Was habe ich mir dabei gedacht, einen wildfremden Mann zu treffen, den ich vorher weder gehört noch gesehen habe. Mit einem etwas ungeschickten Griff, wische ich mir die Regentropfen aus dem Gesicht. Er kommt näher, noch erkenne ich ihn nicht richtig. Er wirkt so viel größer und schmächtiger, als auf dem Bild vor ein paar Tagen. In diesem Moment hätte ich mir gewünscht, den Klang seiner Stimme zu kennen. Zumindest eine Sprachnachricht von ihm gehört zu haben. „Du kannst jetzt nicht umdrehen, er hat dich schon längst gesehen“ denke ich mir. Ich tippe von einem Bein auf das andere. Halte unbewusst die Luft an. Uns trennen nur noch wenige Meter. Er steht auf der anderen Straßenseite, sein Kopf ragt aus der Menge. Liebevoll aber unsicher lächelt er mich an. Ich lächle zurück, immer noch verlegen und angstvoll zugleich. Dann, die Ampel springt auf grün. Ein Schritt folgt dem nächsten. Mit offenen Armen geht er auf mich zu, sein anfängliches breites Lächeln verzieht sich zu einem nicht deutbarem kleinen Grinsen. Er hat Grübchen, das bemerke ich sofort. Sein Mund öffnet sich und mir kommt ein „Hi“ entgegen. Ich erwidere seine Begrüßung...[wie geht die Geschichte weiter...?]
19 3339 hours ago
The people of 🇮🇳 incredible hospitality as always. .
Il segreto per poter viaggiare nel tempo?
Partecipare a un ballo ottocentesco, in una location suggestiva, indossando un abito da sogno. ✨
Sembra qualcosa di estramamente particolare, e in effetti lo è, ma non impossibile: si chiama “gioco di ruolo dal vivo”, o larp per gli intenditori (acronimo di “live action role playing”). A dirla così, suona tanto da nerd, ma vi assicuro che in realtà è una cosa accessibile a tutti, basta soltanto volersi divertire a “fare finta che”... e un avere po’ di follia, quello sì!
Quand’ero piccola non vedevo l’ora che arrivassero Carnevale e Halloween, ottime scuse per potermi travestire dai miei personaggi preferiti.
Il fatto che volessi fare l’attrice già allora era del tutto influente, com’è ovvio.
Cercavo di coinvolgere chi mi stava attorno organizzando ambiziose feste in maschera.
Non c’è da stupirsi che, poi, sia stata contagiata io stessa dal fare quella cosa nerdissima chiamata cosplay.
Poter indossare costumi diversi ogni volta che davano un nuovo evento? Mi chiedevo come mai non mi fossi lasciata contagiare prima!
Eppure, con il cosplay mancava quel “je-ne-sais-quoi” dell’interpretazione.
Certo, potevo “accontentarmi” del teatro, e dei personaggi portati sul palcoscenico.
Ma poi ho scoperto il larp, che potrebbe essere vista come una fusione delle due cose: indossare splendidi costumi, e diventare (non solo interpretare) qualcun altro.
Come dicevo, credo che il larp sia accessibile a tutti, proprio perché non ci sono battute, non c’è un copione da imparare e un pubblico da impressionare come a teatro; ma penso che in particolare ogni attore debba, almeno una volta, provarlo.
Ti permette di lasciarti andare alla recitazione molto più a fondo, scavando dentro le emozioni, i pensieri, il passato del tuo ruolo senza i vincoli di battute che qualcun altro ha già scritto.
Vivi letteralmente la sua vita, in quelle poche ore di totale immersione.
Ecco perché ho iniziato a fare larp.
Vi ho convinti a voler provare? 🙃
19 1217 hours ago
Ayer me junte a cenar con amigas, y dentro de todas las conclusiones que pusimos sobre la mesa, destacamos los vínculos sanos. Que las personas que nos rodeen eleven nuestro ser y nos hagan brillar aún más. Gracias gracias gracias.
Starring la bomboncita - hashtag ser de luz @florventuraok 💛
16 44121 February, 2020
My hair has kinda always been my thing. And I’ve always been grateful.
Even during my teenage years and into young adulthood as I took inventory on all the other things that were “wrong with me,” my hair dampened the scream of my other insecurities.
Dampened…. But never drown out.
Like when several years ago when we ran into one of Michael's friends from high school. She introduced herself, we were casually visiting and she mentioned she loved my hair.
There was something I SHOULD have said at that moment – a completely normal response from one well-adjusted human to another.
“Thank you.” And stop.
That however, was NOT the response I chose. Instead, I started talking about DJ Tanner, the eldest daughter on my favorite childhood sitcom, Full House. Long before the Fuller House revival on Netflix gave it even the remotest cultural relevance, I proceeded to tell a woman I had just met about the episode where DJ Tanner wanted to lose weight for Kimmy’s pool party.
“DJ stopped eating and went to the gym until she fell off the treadmill. Fortunately, Uncle Jesse had an intervention where he asked DJ to share all of the things she had going for her. DJ said, ‘I have great hair.’ And I totally knew how DJ felt. I mean, I may not have everything going for me (insert a list of allllll my insecurities, which yes, I blurted out, unable to stop) … But! I have great hair.”
My voice trailed off. Michael quickly changed the subject and I was left wondering, “Where in the world did THAT come from?”
While my response was extreme, all too often we do this. We accept compliments with a litany of insecurities and rebuttals. WHY?!
Why don’t we simply say “Thank you” and stop?
I vowed never to do it again.
The next day, I bought a hat. And for the rest of the weekend whenever someone commented on my fabulous hat, I simply said “Thank you.”
34 28821 February, 2020
Coltivo un gusto particolare per i piccoli piaceri... Accarezzare con la mano il dorso di cani morbidosi. Rompere le punte del croissant della domenica. E far rimbalzare i sassi sul canale Saint-Martin. ☕️
It was a foggy morning. The air was cool, the path slightly damp.
A perfect morning to be out for a walk // run // stroll and I wasn’t the only one who thought so.
The path was filled with people and pairs, coffee in hand, dog on leash enjoying the outdoors.
In front of me was a couple pushing a stroller. As I ran past them, I noticed two things.
Her big, beautiful belly carrying a baby that was almost ready. And the empty stroller he was pushing.
In a moment, they were behind me... but the image followed me.
Suddenly it seemed like just yesterday that Michael and I got our first stroller. I was SO excited to try it out I simply couldn’t wait for the baby to come. One evening, feeling slightly silly, we took the empty stroller for a test drive around the neighborhood — dreaming as we walked, about the little boy who would someday fill that seat.
It seems so long ago now. I felt a surge of gratitude for the glimpse of that couple... who gave me a moment to remember my own story.
(Note: I passed the same couple on my way back... there was clearly a toddler in the stroller. 😳 I don’t know where that kid was the first time around... but they should keep a better eye on her! 😂😉)