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Chad Baybayan steers Hokule'a
Chad is an experienced navigator, a college professor, and a charismatic person. Here he explains the vision of recapturing his past through voyaging... Chad Baybayan stands about five feet eight inches. He has a swimmer's body, suggesting a capability of delivering powerful strokes and a strong finishing kick. He is dark both by genetic makeup (he is part Hawaiian, part Filipino) and because he spends a lot of time in the sun attending to his duties as one of Hokule'a's navigators. Chad will readily tell you that voyaging aboard the canoe has been the seminal experience of his life - accounting for the fact that he is about to receive a master's degree in education, for his happy marriage and fatherhood, for his inner sense of confidence. "When I first saw Hokule'a in 1975, it just grabbed my heart. I knew that if there was anything in my life that I wanted to do it was sail on her." For a time, it appeared that Chad's wish might not happen. Chad was too young for the 1976 voyage to Tahiti. In 1978, when the canoe swamped on a second journey, it looked like voyaging might end. But shortly thereafter, new management took over the Polynesian Voyaging Society and Baybayan spent countless hours working with sandpaper and paintbrush, helping to overhaul the canoe for another voyage. In 1980 he made his first ocean passage to Tahiti as the "youngest member of the crew" and began to study navigation by "asking Nainoa Thompson (the canoe's navigator) a lot of questions." During the next nineteen years he spent as much time as he could afford aboard the canoe, eventually working his way up the informal hierarchy to full fledged navigator. Among Hokule'a's navigators (there are three other fully qualified ones - Nainoa Thompson, Shorty Bertelmann, Bruce Blankenfeld) Chad may be the most charismatic, and it is for this reason that he is often chosen to be the Voyaging Society's spokesman. So it was that one evening in May of 1998, Chad stepped forward to talk to crew candidates for the upcoming voyage between Hawaii and Rapa Nui. The men and women assembled before him were about to go through a final four day training session that would include an open ocean swim of nearly two miles, a sail aboard Hokule'a, and many hours of testing their navigation and seamanship skills. They all knew each other well. Most of them, excluding a few young rookies, had sailed on previous voyages during the canoe's twenty-five year career. "You are all here because you share a powerful vision for Hawaii," Baybayan told them. "And that vision joins you together across differences in ethnicity and race and where you may have been born and raised. You share a common desire to make this world better." Baybayan's notion of ethnic and racial unity was not always a part of the voyaging consciousness. The early 1970s marked a cultural revival among Hawaiians that inspired not only pride but also renewed painful memories of a history marked by near genocide, loss of land, and culture. The times were ripe for sectarianism. On the first voyage to Tahiti in 1976 - a near mutiny was inspired by some crewmembers who felt that only authentic Hawaiians, as they defined it, should be allowed aboard the canoe. But now, almost twenty-five years later, seated before Baybayan were men and women of many extractions - Chinese, Filipino, Japanese, Hawaiian, Portuguese, German, English, American. They had shared hundreds of hours working together during which potential differences between them had come to mean not a whit. Confronting the sea on long voyages, Chad has had much time to integrate all that he has learned and he has done so by bundling an astonishing number of lessons into a general philosophy that he (and the other sailors and navigators as well) calls "wayfinding." Chad distinguishes wayfinding from navigation - the technical art of finding land without the use of instruments or charts. He will tell you that wayfinding is "a way of organizing the world." He has also said that it's "a way of leading," "of finding a vision," "a set of values," "how to take care of the earth," and, in general, "a model for living my life." Chad's vision of wayfinding eventually evolved to contain principals that appear astonishingly universal and timeless, while, at the same time, being rooted in values that Hawaiians have come to recognize as inherent in their own unique history. Values like vision, for example. "Our ancestors began all of their voyages with a vision," Baybayan explained during his talk to the assembled crew. "They could see another island over the horizon and they set out to find these islands for a thousand years, eventually moving from one island stepping stone to another across a space that is larger than all of the continents of Europe combined." "After many years, I began to understand that
Winds of Change
Sunday night in the Tranny Shack. For those of you who might be interested, Saturday was a most interesting night around here. My wife had planned all week to go off to visit family Saturday night, but when the weekend came she postponed the trip until Sunday. I told her I would be dressing anyway in my tranny shack (its a guest house that can also double as man cave but I much prefer the fem version). She agreed, but I compromised and agreed to change back to my drab self at 9:30 so we could watch some shows together. I got in and started dressing after 5 and in about 30 minutes I heard my wife knocking on the locked door. Now I am in the bathroom applying my makeup and dressed in only panties, hose and some flats. It seems we were having a bad storm, potential tornado (nothing came of it here) and she was scared. So I threw on my jeans and reluctantly let her in. There I am 3/4 of the way made up, my bare feet showing my painted toenails that she had only recently seen for the first time. She had never seen Tammy and now there she was behind the scenes seeing me half dressed, not how I would have wanted to present myself to her. What she needed now was a cigarette to calm her nerves and this is the only place we allow smoking so I went back in the bathroom to finish my makeup while she smoked at the bar. Nervous would best describe my mood at this point, as all my locking footlockers with all my Tammy things were open and about. When I came out and started putting my makeup away she commented that I have more products than her (and I do). She also told me the footlockers were a good place to keep my things. I told her it was a little messy in there and I would prefer a closet. The storm had about passed and she was ready to go back to the house, I did throw on some hair so that I looked better but she did not want to see that. She had now seen me in full makeup (although lighter, more of a day look than I have in the pic here) and I wanted her to see the full deal. Although she turned away and did not get a good look at me with hair (she has only seen a couple pics), she was in a good mood and I took that as a positive indication that maybe she is moving toward acceptance. A little later I heard her outside fixing the wind chimes and I opened the door and she saw me fully dressed for the first time. It was an awkward moment and I waved and shut the door but still she seemed in good spirits. As my "Tammy time" wore down and 9:30 approached I had put most everything up but was still dressed (same outfit and hair as this pic but with flats instead of heels) I was ready for anything from her. This is a woman that will let you know if something is wrong, if something is bothering her. 9:20 gets here and she comes in, the door is not locked now. All I think is that she was curious and wanted to see Tammy again, but why else she came early I do not know. She did want/expect me to change back to drab then and I did, but she was treated to one more look although she sorta avoided me till I was changed. Key here was that we had a good time the rest of the night and we seem closer than we have been in a long time. I know this is hard for her, but since our marriage now is one of friendship and not intimacy she seems to be dealing with my feminine self much better than I ever expected. I told her about Tammy last October and I do not know where this will lead us, but I will say today that I am glad I did tell her and if things change I feel it will be for the better.