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Приветствую, предлагая услуги машинной вышивки я недавно узнала что многие незнают о такой услуге, поэтому давайте расскажу! Машинная Вышивка на заказ что же это такое? Если сказать коротко, то это вышивка при помощи вышивальной машины, то, что часто называют компьютерной вышивкой. Вышивальная машина представляет собой компьютер и, чтобы она начала вышивать, необходимо загрузить в неё дизайн, который представляет собой программу в специальном формате для машины. Для качественной машинной вышивки нужны 2 человека, дизайнер машинной вышивки и оператор, который настраевает машинку, заправляет ее нитками и регулирует ее натяжение, а так же, помимо многих мелочей, следит за процессом вышиски. Каму нужна Машинная Вышивка и длячего? - любому человеку чтобы украсить свою одежду(футболку,толстовку,головной убор,штаны,куртку,сумку и т.д.) - рекламным агентствам для расширение предлогаемых услуги, брендирование одежды - офлайн бизнесу чтобы поддерживать свой брендирование, нанася логотип на рабочую одежду своих сотрудников - швейному производству чтобы нанасить на свои изделия различные надписи, логотипы, рисунки тем самым украшая его и увеличивая стоимость продукции - ателье чтобы ремонтировать одежду клиента нанося красивые вышивки вместо заплаток - продавцам одежды для расширения ассортимента, добавляя в продажу различные нашивки, апликации, а такой же украшать залежавшуюся одежду, придовая ей новый, более современный облик - гостиницам, отелям, хостелам и кафе, барам и ресторанам для брендирования формы одежды персонала, ресепшен, горничных, официантов, барменов, администраторов. Тепер у вас имеется представление об услуге вышивки и возможно вас заинтересовала данная услуга, Если такой, то обращайтесь! На сайте "GoldenStyle" вы можете заказать машинную вышивку, которая, в отличие от других методов нанесения на одежду, не истирается со временем, а потому прослужит вам сколь угодно долго. Кроме того, она подходит практически для всех видов тканей, вне зависимости от содержания в них процента искусственных волокон. Как правило, к нам обращаются за вышивкой логотипов, шевронов, различных эмблем, но могут заказывать рисунки или инициалы, если говорить об именной вышивке. Мы в одинаковой мере оказываем высококачественные услуги как физическим лицам, заказывающих у нас вышивку на 1-м изделии, так и корпоративным клиентам, тиражи которых могут достигать несколько, а то и десятков тысяч единиц продукции! Конечно, последние имеют существенные оптовые скидки, приоритет в срочности исполнения заказа и доставки. В целом, стоимость машинной вышивки начинается от 3 рублей за 1000 стежков. Несмотря на то, что именно количество стежков в наибольшей степени определяет цену изделия, на нее также влияет вид нитей (например, они могут быть из вискозы, серебряными или золотыми), сам материал, который используется в качестве основы для нанесения. Объем партии, наоборот, обратно пропорционален стоимости вышивки: чем выше тираж, тем дешевле конечный продукт. На сайте Вы так же можете ознакомится с продукцией которую мы изготавливаем на собственном швейному производстве.
2019-07-10 15:29:15
On the first day, I'm walking along narrow path and I come to pass a Mosque where an Imam startles me. He intercepts me, placing his hand on my left shoulder. He impales my shoulder joint with his Tallon and gestures to the Qur'an he is holding. He asks me with hostility: "would you like to hear it in English or Arabic?" To which I answer: "neither" as I free myself from his grip and continue walking briskly. I sense that my audacity has angered him. I look back to gauge my safety and I see the Imam colluding with another person, talking secretly and pointing me out. This other person seems to take instruction and proceeds to follow me. I periodically look back to stay ahead and the person has morphed into the dress of a Catholic priest while having gained some ground on me. I look again and now he is a Presbyterian minister and stalking me like prey. Next glance he is Rabbi and chasing me. Every time I look back the person adorned a different religious attire, many of which were familiar from various Christian denominations I would ordinarily feel comfortable and friendly towards. I manage to stay ahead of the pursuing adversary. The next day I am walking along the same path and approaching the Mosque. I notice that the Mosque looks more like a cathedral and there are no distinguishable features that tell me it is a mosque, however there is no doubt in my mind that it is a Mosque. I become weary that I am nearly at the spot where the Imam cornered me the day earlier, so I look ahead and walk to the edge of the path in hopes to avoid him. Out of nowhere, he intercepts me and impales between my bones with his claw once again. "English or Arabic?" He hisses, as he begins pulling me towards the mosque. "Neither!" I say, as I painfully rip my flesh to get free. Again I briskly walk and am pursued by a shapeshifter. The third and final day I am walking along the narrow path. I have come to expect confrontation as a permanent obstacle. I consider crossing the road to avoid the ordeal, which would be out of my way and slow me down. Then I think to myself "why should I". Why should I make an alteration to my life and routine for such evil? Instead I march fearlessly towards the usual spot. Sure enough, he jumps out hoping to scare me, but I was expecting him. But before he can insert his claw, like a true martyr I offer my shoulder to him with arrogance and willingness to suffer the pain. This robbes him of much satisfaction as latches on. "Which will it be, English or Arabic?" He asks with malice. I look straight into his black eyes and calmly say "of that book I will hear neither, nor any other tongue".
2019-06-27 01:34:07
On the first day, I'm walking along narrow path. I come to pass a Mosque where an Imam startles me. He intercepts me, placing his hand on my left shoulder. He impales my shoulder joint with his Tallon and gestures to the Qur'an he is holding. He asks me with hostility: "would you like to hear it in English or Arabic?" To which I answer: "neither" as I free myself from his grip and continue walking briskly. I sense that my audacity has angered him. I look back to gauge my safety and I see the Imam colluding with another person, talking secretly and pointing me out. This other person seems to take instruction and proceeds to follow me. I periodically look back to stay ahead and the person has morphed into the dress of a Catholic priest while having gained some ground on me. I look again and now he is a Presbyterian minister and stalking me like prey. Next glance he is Rabbi and chasing me. Every time I look back the person adorned a different religious attire, many of which were familiar from various Christian denominations I would ordinarily feel comfortable and friendly towards. I manage to stay ahead of the pursuing adversary. The next day I am walking along the same path and approaching the Mosque. I notice that the Mosque looks more like a cathedral and there are no distinguishable features that tell me it is a mosque, however there is no doubt in my mind that it is a Mosque. I become weary that I am nearly at the spot where the Imam cornered me the day earlier, so I look ahead and walk to the edge of the path in hopes to avoid him. Out of nowhere, he intercepts me and impales between my bones with his claw once again. "English or Arabic?" He hisses, as he begins pulling me towards the mosque. "Neither!" I say, as I painfully rip my flesh to get free. Again I briskly walk and am pursued by a shapeshifter. The third and final day I am walking along the narrow path. I have come to expect confrontation as a permanent obstacle. I consider crossing the road to avoid the ordeal, which would be out of my way and slow me down. Then I think to myself "why should I". Why should I make an alteration to my life and routine for such evil? Instead I march fearlessly towards the usual spot. Sure enough, he jumps out hoping to scare me, but I was expecting him. But before he can insert his claw, like a true martyr I offer my shoulder to him with arrogance and willingness to suffer the pain. This robbes him of much satisfaction as latches on. "Which will it be, English or Arabic?" He asks with malice. I look straight into his black eyes and calmly say "of that book I will hear neither, nor any other tongue".
2019-06-27 01:33:03


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