Alice Cullen Hairstyle Twilight Novels & Stories

Mom’s head tilts suspiciously. “I, uh, I had a bit of a crash out, so I changed it up, Beta.” Charlotte pulls at the ends of her hair. “Ainsley did it in my bathroom. Kayla found some pictures and a tutorial on ViewFind. It’s called a wolf cut. Do you like it?” “Yeah, it’s great. Frames your face really well.” Mom glares at Charlotte. A flush is creeping up her neck. She licks her bottom lip slowly as if she’s contemplating something.

They both left their hairs down except me who had mine, packed in a ponytail. Meet Aileen, the third of our trio though not as close as I and Kathy are. She is half American half Asian and is very pretty. She cut her hair recently into a bob balayage style and dyed it a mixture of blonde with little brown shades. She came from a wealthy background and is a crazy shopaholic who spends most of her free time shopping, doing manicures or going to a spa. But she was the most caring one of us all. After Aileen locks her locker, we all head towards our lecture room as the screaming coming from the entrance of the hallway stops us.

They share the same striking blue eyes and the most alluring bodies, chosen as the sexiest in all of Constantine. Kane's hair is wilder, black curls gleaming under the light. Axel's demeanor is more reserved, his brown hair neatly styled. Their overwhelming Alpha presence has the entire courtyard holding its breath. Mindy nudges my shoulder, her eyes flicking to their tight, controlled crotches. "Huge, huh?" Better than Mason. I think to myself silently. Just then, someone bumps into me from behind. I turn around to see Alice, dressed in a revealing low-cut top, strutting arrogantly past me.

Lilly Putting one last curl into Al’s hair, I step back and take a look at my handiwork. “You look like a hooker. One of those American ones,” I tease her, smiling. I think we nailed it. My obsession with my favorite movie Pretty Woman gave me the idea to go with a Vivian Ward look. I love doing Al’s hair, but she hardly lets me anymore. It’s not like when we were little and I did it every day before she learned to do it herself. She doesn’t like her long blonde locks, but I love them. They always make me think of a fairy tale, which seems appropriate since we are both princesses.

Besides, she knew Alaric would never agree to cut his hair, not that she wants him to, anyway. When the stylist was done, Mariah couldn’t believe her eyes. Alaric’s snow-white hair was now in a neat ponytail and as he stood up, coupled with his dressing, he definitely looked like a celebrity. Even the stylist couldn’t help by whistling and slowly saying, “damn.”

All the dresses and shorts and tank are top-tier, she didn't let me wear the pink dress again rather she forced me to where Fendi customised tracksuits and a black canvas after which she lead me to the hair department. How much is all this grooming going to cost? “Alicia, this is Alex a very close one to Mr Lockwood so style her hair into a taste that fits Mr Lockwood.” she told the hairstylist. "Trust me to do a good job Olivia," the hairstylist said and motioned me to a seat. * * *

Wearing sweatpants and a sweatshirt, I meet Alice, my partner during the event, already finished getting her hair done. “Your hair is getting beautiful there, Alice.” I smile at the straw-colored blonde. “Thanks.” She smiles. Her English accent is heavy. “I love this job.” The hairdresser makes a classic and refined Audrey Hepburn-style bun that looks sophisticated and fits perfectly with the style of my dress. In makeup, I prefer the eyes marked more, but without exaggeration. They finish with a light lipstick, a shade that matches the natural color of my lips because I probably won't have time to touch up the damn thing all the time.

"Thanks for playing the middleman for us, Alice. I hope you have a good night." I smile. "You too." Winnie and I finish up our makeup and hair. Winnie wears her blonde hair in a dutch brain, but mine is too mousy and short. I simply styled it a little bit with hairspray.

I anchor it to her curls on one side of her head with a delicate clip that looks like silver baby’s breath. Calista helps me with my hair. We keep my thick curls, but Cali pulls them up, creating a large, bun-style look. Because my hair is so thick, the bun is extensive and comes nearly to my shoulders. She adds a silver baby’s breath clip to my hair as well.

Somehow they knew the Russians were responsible for releasing information to the public. She slipped the phone on its face. She didn't care what Bonnie had to say about Nickolay, she had to be here with Callum right now, that way she knew that he would be safe. He was in the shower for a while now, only God knew what he was doing. Alice shuffled around the room, trying to figure out what to do with herself. Maybe undo her bun, Callum liked it when her hair was down. She padded to his mirror and began unwrapping the end of her hair from its coil. Her fingers worked at the tangles as soon as it fell down her back. Callum was right, she did look like a goddess with her hair like that.