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When my sister told me she was getting married, I was so happy for her. She has had it pretty rough throughout most of her life, and she deserved every bit of happiness that was coming her way now. She told me she was keeping it a very small affair, and I completely understood. I wanted to get her something really nice as a congratulations gift, but she has everything she could ever want already. I was racking my brain trying to come up with something, and that is when I thought about a certified professional makeup artist in Cardiff.

My sister is already beautiful, but I knew that she deserved special attention on her big day. (Read on …)

There is something about me that few people realize or know; I used to be a candy kid. Never heard of it? I’m not surprised! It’s a term for those of us who found ourselves living and breathing the ‘rave’ culture. It was all about the P.L.U.R – Please, Love, Unity and Respect. Yeah, it might seem kind of silly to those of you who had no part in it, to those who have never donned their rave costumes and hit the club or the next warehouse rave in order to feel the music while under the influence of whatever intoxicant you had at hand.

I might be 30 now but those years I can count as some of the best of my life. I have longed for it again but the culture itself has slowly been forced out of Louisville, Kentucky. Due to the greed of the club owners who allowed us to rave from dusk to dawn, we now have nowhere that we can call home. (Read on …)