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Gauffrè

Gauffrè o nido d'api

Del GAUFFRÈ diciamo solo che viene chiamato anche nido d'ape perché la disposizione dei punti di alzata dei fili sulle trame rende il tessuto con una superficie che assomiglia molto all'alveare delle api. Questa armatura trova largo impiego, realizzata in cotone, per tessuti asciugamani. Nido d’ape (messincarta e rimettaggio) • altre ottenute per aggiunta di punti di legatura alla spina di base e che vanno genericamente sotto il nome di DIAGONALI. Un'armatura particolare derivata dalla spina e usata principalmente in cravatteria è lo CHEVRON; essa è una batavia da 12, da 16 o da 24 spezzata in trama per opposizione.

Giro inglese o Nido d’ape

Apposta ha scelto il Giro Inglese per realizzare camicie particolarmente adatte all’estate.

Caratteristiche dell’armatura:

Traspirante e molto brillante alla vista

Leggero, elastico, dalla struttura porosa

Detto Nido d’ape in quanto la variazione dell’armatura a tela crea un effetto a nido d’ape con il centro bucato

GIRO INGLESE: : Caratterizzato dalla trama che alterna fasce di fili bianchi con fili colorati. Si presenta alla vista come un tessuto esclusivo.

Tessuto dalla trama particolare, i cui intrecci ricordano gli esagoni di un nido d'ape. E’ un tessuto esclusivo e risulta essere molto resistente. Il giro inglese viene preferito per camicie di cotone o di lino, adatte ai climi caldi in virtù dell'effetto traspirante ed elastico che riescono a garantire a chi le indossa.

Le négociateur - Juin 2022

Just like every year chaos had unfolded right before Christmas. Flights were delayed and cancelled, disgruntled passengers were screaming at the employees desperately making phone calls, while some others had decided to just lay down on the seats to sleep.

As soon as you heard that your flight back from Paris was cancelled due to bad weather, you had taken your leave from the International Airport. Right now you were waiting for the metro, drinking some bear you were given at the airport by a stranger, some french dude you couldn't understand. With it came a leaflet to some party tonight, the only thing you understood was that it was Christmas themed, everything else just was gibberish to you.

Finally the metro came, mostly empty given the hour, so you just sat down and closed your eyes thinking about the last few days in Paris. Honestly, you liked the city. It wasn't as glamorous as seen on TV, yes the folks could be rude, but it had some sort of rustic charm, and for every unfriendly guy you had met twice the amount of kind people. You were thinking about the Louvre, the Eiffel Tower, both the good and bad food you had eaten, the crêpes and the gauffres, and the beautiful Christmas market. The "vin chaud", you chuckled as you thought about the word in French, was actually delicious and you had gotten quite tipsy of it, to the point at which your friends had to accompany you to your hotel.

Shit, you must have fallen asleep. The can you were holding had fallen out of your grip and spilled beer all over your clothes. The doors opened and you looked up to the board. You were now a few stops too far ! Grabbing everything you could you rushed out of the wagon just before the doors closed again, falling face down on the floor. Luckily no one was there to witness your embarrassing fall. You cursed aloud, the "putains" and "merdes" leaving your mouth as if you had spoken french since birth. Too caught up in the moment you failed to notice the growing hairs that had appeared on your cheeks and chins, covering your lower face in a dusting of dark black dots. You looked back at the now empty railroad, a new series of French curse words escaping your lips as you noticed most of your things missing. The jacket, your gloves, your backpack and your suitcase were gone with the tram, lost in the maze of Paris Metro, all you had taken with you were the can of beer, and the pamphlet. Worst of all your wet jeans were starting to cool.

It was best to get on the move before freezing to death. You made your way through the white-tiled walkways of the underground metro while rubbing your arms and shivering. The rubbing seemed to help though, your skin was getting warmer each time you caressed it with your hands, your fingers pushing through the softer muscle. It was strange feeling around your arms with your palms, they both felt bigger and a bit softer, like they had swollen just a little bit. Soon, you didn't even need to rub your arms anymore but you still continued to, your own touch felt amazing, the tingling provoked by the tips of your fingers felt pleasant, great even !

After the corridors came the stairs, at first you were taking two, even three steps at the time. Being tall surely helped in these kinds of situations. But soon you were even having issues keeping the speed up, your feet were hitting the steps and you almost tripped and fell down, gripping the handrail as you were about to fall. That was close ! You waited a moment as some sort of dizziness settled around your stomach, you were sure the steps must have gotten slightly bigger on your way up, although your clothes also seemed a bit looser on your frame. Even though the dizziness didn't fade completely, you began your ascent again. Your whole body felt weird and out of place, just like you were shrinking, step by step. It wasn't much, enough to be almost unnoticeable. Each step you took altered your body just a little bit more. Your arms continued to swell while getting shorter with the rest of your body. Your legs lost in length and your back grew shorter too as they swelled with muscle, eating your rat away. Soon even your shoes didn't fit you properly anymore, your feet having left a bit of width and length. Your thighs expand to a fit and healthy girth, soon followed by your calves. Your back strains and stretches to the side as the muscles grow and expand there too. On the last steps, just before the automatic gates, you took a break as you caught your reflection in a broken screen.

The changes had been slow and gone unnoticed by you until now, there in the reflection stood a person you couldn't recognise. You wouldn't describe what you felt in that moment as panic, it was more like.. dissociation? As if the person you were looking at didn't match the person that was inside. You rubbed your hand through your beard that was still a few shades darker as your hair, then you lifted your shirt quite hesitantly revealing a lean stomach and then.. two pierced nipples set on a pair of girthy pectorals. You rubbed the silver rings and bit your lips. That tingling you felt earlier was spreading through your body again but this time it was transforming into growing pleasure. With one hand you continued to rub one ring, with the other you took your shirt off and threw it away. You looked back at the screen and pressed your lips together, a soft moan escaping your lips as the boner grew in your underwear.

You looked just like some handsome and not so average Parisian dude. You pushed your pants down and kicked them off with your shoes, exploring your body from top to bottom, gliding your hands in every crevasse and on every curve. Your thighs and calves jingled slightly as you moved around in front of the screen.

The mental changes didn't come suddenly, but were slowly rewriting your thoughts and memories. It was really more like acceptance. Of course that handsome guy's reflection couldn't be anything else than french. In fact, every second you spent in front of that screen made you feel ever slightly more french. You weren't working as a cashier abroad, but studying hard for a master's degree in economics. Paris was of course your only choice since you had grown up in a small french village without much to do, it was quite a lonely place for a gay dude like you. Soon, even your basic thoughts were expressed in French, every trace of your mother tongue erased and left forever forgotten. New moans escaped your soft lips as your hair darkened to match with your beard, and a fine layer of black hairs covered the rest of your body. Finally, with a few strokes, you came, and with it the last remnants of your past life vanished, just a stain on the floor, nothing more. You were now Pierre, a Parisian student, living your best life in Paris.

Some of your cum had landed on the flyer to the gay Christmas party you were going, you looked around for your clothes, somehow you had scattered them all around you. But hey, you sure damn didn't need them, the party was just above the entry to the metro, and you always enjoyed coming of strong !

With one jump above the automatic gates you left your past behind, ready to enjoy the Parisian city life !

You guys constantly get asks about your opinions on media — which I love to read — but I thought maybe you’d want one that’s a bit more about y’all; this is for both you and muffin.

Pancakes or waffles :p

Depends on the use and the type! I've never had American pancakes or waffles, but I'm a fan of the Norwegian and the French equivalents.

In France, crêpes win out because while gauffres can be the divine pastry, in my experience few places will make them as god intended and you'll only be sad for your trouble. Crêpes or galettes (galettes are made from darker flour and you put food in it, like a burrito, then serve the whole thing as dinner) are the safe option. So, gauffres can be better than crêpes, but trust the crêperie before you buy. Also crêpes are cheaper.

(You get that whole rant because I've wept over too many disappointing gauffres not to rant about it.)

As for Norwegian pancakes or waffles, uhh. Both are good and easy to make, can't decide. Waffles, I suppose, in that they're ubiquitous.

@theoriginalcarnivorousmuffin, you're up.

“Statue-Gauffre" granulats agglomérés découverte par un hypothétique H. Delpoux (circa 1914) à l'exposition fantaisiste “Rolling et les Statues-Menhirs” (re)créée par l’auteur jeunesse Olivier Douzou au Musée Fenaille de Rodez, août 2023.

a sparrow tried to take a bite out of my gauffre...

THE CONFESSIONS by St. Augustine (Paris, 1638). Treasure binding, possibly Dutch, from the early 18th Century.

‘silver-gilt and gold filigree, covers with a richly filigreed panel of scrolling leaves, over straight-grained morocco, covers with a cental stellate medallion with emerald, amethyst, a cabochon ruby, topaz, turquoise, aquamarine, and garnet and seed pearls, floral cornerpieces similarly built up from small jewels and pearls, spine filigreed and jeweled en suite, filigree clasps each with a central jewel, green straight-grained morocco doublures elaborately gilt with a central cross, gilt and floral-gauffred edges’

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Je suis un peu à bout avec Monsieur.

Entre

ses critiques sur ma cuisine alors qu'il ne la fait jamais: j'ai fait des gauffres avec de la farine de riz à la place de la farine normale, et j'ai dit dès le départ que le résultat serai différent, surtout que je ne connais pas cet ingrédient. Évidemment ça a été le cas, mais depuis, il remet en cause ma capacité à suivre une recette, avec des remarques bien connes du style "tu as bien mélangés tous les ingrédients dans le bon ordre?", "Tu as bien filmé la pâte avant de la faire poser?" Ou encore "tu sais, dans la pâte à crêpes, il faut de la farine"... Le feu ça brûle, et l'eau ça mouille, hein, des fois que j'aurai pas compris.

les leçons de morale sur la contraception hormonale qu'il estime être un "choix de confort": bah oui, ne pas vouloir prendre la pillule parce que ça te flingue, garder un stérilet parce que ça fait mal, c'est un caprice. J'ai eu le droit à une analyse parce qu'une de ses connaissances, quand il était ado, ne voulait pas prendre la pillule parce qu'elle prenait énormément de poids avec et n'utilisait pas de capote car elle est allergique au latex (nous sommes vers 2010, pas mal de choses étaient encore peu connues): elle avait qu'à devenir nonne dans un couvent. Comment dire...?

son avis sur les règles, spm: je prend l'anneau vaginal comme contraceptif depuis des années et j'en ai enchaîné 2, pour éviter d'avoir mes règles un weekend parce que j'étais pas à la maison. Ça date d'avril: mes dernières règles ont été infernales, j'en ai pleuré de douleurs, je pouvais même pas tenir debout, il m'a répondu que c'était normal comme j'avais eu la PIRE idée d'aligner 2mois, du coup je devais payer, logique. Donc j'ai chialé ma race de douleurs, il a du Tramal, il s'est pas dit une seconde que ça pourrait me soulager.

Son cours sur la ligature des trompes et son impact sur les règles, alors qu'il a manifestement pas compris: je pensais être en couple avec un ingénieur en informatique, pas un gynécologue.

Et ses reformulations de ce que je dis quand c'est qqch de juste en mode "c'est moi qui vient de le dire"...

Autant j'ai de la patience, j'essaie de mettre de l'eau dans mon vin, mais à un moment, ta gueule.

Je l'aime, mais des fois, qu'est-ce qu'il peut être un connard.

CHAMPS FERTILES

On gauffre

A la demande

Rita

49 rue Daubenton

A Roubaix

Les Aliennes de l'espace

Brodant

Et ceci c'est pour un Sarkophage

Informatiquement

Lèvres Rouges

Louvre Belphegor est un parfum

Un capiteux opium sauvage

Et dans des Champs Fertiles

Il se propage

Jeudi 1er février 2024

Le lien à l'autre qui n'existe qu'en songe

Dis moi t'aimes les gauffres?

Si je t'enferme est ce que

Tu vas crier "Au monstre!" ???

Gauffrè

Fwd: Graduate position: UMontpellier.LepidopteraEvolution

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