Classic Ballet Stage Make Up for Little Dancers
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Felicia Palanca is a former soloist with the Australian Ballet and founder of Flo Dancewear. Our makeup artist is Aneta Nabrdalik (@anetka_mua) and little dancer is Emmy (@i.am.emmy.t)
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American Christmas TV Movies filmed in Scotland
Tom Christie and Santa Joe Moore welcome you to their "Traditionally Speaking" podcast on all things Christmas on both sides of the Atlantic. American Christmas TV Movies filmed in Scotland.
Something Better, by Shannon Callihan
Guitar - Curt Henderson, Bass - Sam Fruend, Keys - Marc Payne, Drums - Nate Felty, Guitar and Vocals - Shannon Callihan. Mixed by: Phoebe Seston. Video by: Jethro Gaglione. Recorded at: MTSU Studio A. Song written by: Shannon Callihan & Jeremy Dean.
DarkStarGraver - Slow Jamz
This is the fifth cut from DarkStarGraver's new album, 'Over The Bridge & Far Away'.
BROOKLYNN - i hate it here
On and on it goes i know It’s just a part of me Never ever been something I control How did we get here I fear I’m worried for my life Is it just a matter of time Before we go Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here The cycle carried on Just like a feather in the wind It was hard to trace it back But we knew it’d never end And the houses They were never ever built on sinking sand They were built on backs of men They were trying to break The kingdom grew and told those men That they were never great And they showed them only hate Anytime they were showcased Okay Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here There were bruises left in history They kept a mystery from us And the people that tried to break us They only feared us Because we were too free We were too free We were too free We were too free Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here
BROOKLYNN - i hate it here
On and on it goes i know It’s just a part of me Never ever been something I control How did we get here I fear I’m worried for my life Is it just a matter of time Before we go Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here The cycle carried on Just like a feather in the wind It was hard to trace it back But we knew it’d never end And the houses They were never ever built on sinking sand They were built on backs of men They were trying to break The kingdom grew and told those men That they were never great And they showed them only hate Anytime they were showcased Okay Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here There were bruises left in history They kept a mystery from us And the people that tried to break us They only feared us Because we were too free We were too free We were too free We were too free Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here