Aesthetic Olivia Rodrigo Novels & Stories

"Olivia, of course! Sorry, the school pick-up can be a bit hectic sometimes." Olivia was a walking billboard for calculated charm. Her platinum blonde hair, the color of chilled champagne, cascaded down her shoulders in perfect, bouncy waves that seemed to defy gravity. Each strand gleamed under the afternoon sun, hinting at hours spent under a stylist's watchful eye. Her makeup, expertly applied, was a masterclass in subtle seduction. Long, dark lashes framed eyes the color of a summer sky, accentuated by a smoky eyeshadow that hinted at a playful edge. Not a single flaw marred her porcelain skin, thanks to a foundation that matched her perfect shade and a dusting of highlighter that emphas

His eyes were almond-shaped, neither round nor slanted, adorned with thick, naturally curved eyebrows, like a sculpture. Olivia struggled to swallow hard, gazing at the handsome figure in front of her. At the same time, Ignazio silently observed Olivia. The girl's skin was rosy white, clean without blemishes. Her nose looked perfect on her face. Her lips were a rosy pink, the upper part pointed, not thinner or thicker than the lower part, her chin round and adorable, and her neck was slender. Ignazio could smell the subtle scent of the girl's body, trying to guess where the fragrance originated. Was it from her shampoo or the perfume Olivia wore?

I had personally ordered Gloria to get that . Unlike the last time, Olivia was wearing earrings; a pair of short diamond earrings. Her nails had been perfectly manicured and polished with lailac nail polish. They were averagely long. I soon realized that her earrings had a set of expensive rings which she wore. Gloria should definitely be awarded for being the best make-up artist that ever lived. Olivia was pretty, she looked even prettier on our date but right here, before me; was the prettiest version of Olivia I had ever seen.

She had seemed so sweet earlier but now she seemed like a bitch. “Trying to be nice?” I found myself asking. She shrugged, “Yes. I'm not normally nice to girls who try to steal my man!” I scoffed, my eyes widening with surprise, “Your man?” Olivia rolled her eyes at me, walking around the room and picking up a perfume. “Oh come on, don't act dumb. You should have known by now that Javier belongs to me,” she grinned, spraying Javier’s perfume on her body. She inhaled deeply and a smile broke on her face, “I smell just like him.”

Her dress—an exquisite blend of delicate lace and flowing fabric—draped elegantly over her figure, enhancing her natural grace and adding to the dreamlike quality that surrounded her. For Sebastian, this moment felt transformative. As he took in the sight of Olivia, he was overwhelmed by a sense of vulnerability he hadn’t experienced in years. He had witnessed her in many emotional states—fiercely angry, deeply heartbroken, and fiercely guarded—but this version of her was different. Her beauty and presence stole the very air from his lungs, leaving him captivated and breathless, lost in the enchantment of the moment.

Lucas' POV I couldn’t take my eyes off her. Olivia was breathtaking tonight, and no matter how hard I tried to focus on anything else, my gaze kept drifting back to her. The navy blue dress she wore perfectly hugged her curves, leaving nothing to the imagination. Her hair fell in loose curls, framing her face and highlighting the soft glow of her skin. She walked with such grace and confidence that it was almost as if she owned the entire room.

He felt foolish for just showing up alone without Olivia feeling he was coming unannounced. But when she looked up at him. She is so beautiful that Collin's heart eased into a slow rhythmic beat; he couldn't help but be mesmerized by her. Olivia was not the bride but just as beautiful as a bride! Now Collin relaxed his shoulders and enjoyed her fantastic figure in that dress, which stole his attention from everyone else, including the bride. She had curves in all the right places, her hair and makeup, and her nails, all of which were well coordinated. But her most unusual feature, which took the grasp of his heart, was the smile she gave him.