Baddie Hairstyles Straight Novels & Stories

"Yeah sure, extra cheese." Soon the source of the voice came in sight. I squinted my eyes to get a better look. He looked young, maybe a few years older than me but definitely young. He had dirty blond hair and pretty hazel eyes. A gun rested on his hand as he smirked at me. He looked way too good to be in a gang but then Bryan was in this gang too so it was okay. Guess hot guys love joining gangs and then regretting it. Bad boys and their gangster love.

He watched as the lad leaved the room and that was his queue to quickly fix his hair before the man comes back. "Alright so... Don't laugh but my hair was definitely atrocious and a curly mess when I didn't straighten it." Seb bit his lip and sat down next to Adom and showed him the pictures. Adom skimmed through them, he never knew Seb could look so cute with long hair! Well Seb always looks cute with the hairstyles he's went through of course. "I like you with straight hair, it was so cute on you." He grinned a bit and Seb was kind of blushing.

she says “Oh my bad… but I’m ready” “Well I’ll be ready in a jiffy, i just need to style my hair” she says “Let me help you get that done” I tell her She seats in front of the mirror and I decide to put her hair into a high pony tail “I wanted something Interesting, but I guess this would do” “Kendra it’s just to get some furnitures, you’re not going for a look good contest” “You never know what you see on the streets of America” she says

Bren had gone a step further and actually given her a proper hairstyle. Ava’s long hair now fell down her back in layers, making it look much fuller and giving it movement. Her shaggy bangs had been cut into curtains that framed each side of her face, and still adequately covered her scar. Bren had curled her hair into chunky ringlets and pulled half of it up into a perky ponytail, while the rest flowed freely in russet waves.

Candance clearly remembers Charmaine telling her she strictly stuck to Baha Mar men. "This is not about us. It's about Kita, and I'm happy for you, Ki-ki." Charmaine tells her, smiling. Candance preps her station to give Kita a hot roller set once she finishes silk pressing her hair. Kita had even longer hair than before, which she had worn naturally curly most of the time. Still, occasionally, she enjoyed the break from styling her hair- which took far too much time in the mornings. Plus, she had vowed to Lyle that she wouldn't wear it in that dreadful bun anymore. So, during this salon visit, she got her hair flat ironed to be trimmed and rolled.

I pleaded. “Only because you talked about the pregnancy, maybe a wine or brown-coloured dress would be elegant right??” she asked. “Yes it would be, but you're a powerful woman and your dress needs to make the statement for you, so we would be going for a deep purple dress to give the baddie and boldie vibe, then we would be going for a bodycon to show the confidence and a sleek back hairstyle to finish the look. ” I pictured and she bobbed her head immediately after seeing the mental picture I painted for her.

The call connected after two rings. A cheerful voice answered. "Well, well... Danny boy." Baddie laughed. "What do I owe this call? Have you finally decided to leave the straight guys' club?" A few of the men in the room exchanged amused glances. Dan scratched the back of his neck. "Not yet, sweetheart. I'm still hopelessly straight." "Oh what a shame, you're missing out baby." Baddie sighed dramatically. "So... who needs company? You only call me when someone interesting is involved."

I combed my hair smoothly. My hair was stiff, and even if I tied it up in a high ponytail, there would be no trace left, naturally falling on my shoulders. Bryce couldn't help but take another look. Compared to wavy curls, he still preferred long straight black hair.

She gives me a soft, understanding smile before reaching over and dipping one of her fries into the curry sitting on my tray, the one I have barely eaten. Lee’s mate is slightly older than us. Not by much. She could easily pass for younger if someone didn’t know. Her figure is soft and curvy, and her long brown hair falls straight down her back. Perfectly straight. The kind of hair that looks effortless. It shines under the lights, smooth from the top to the ends. No waves. No curls fighting for attention. Just neat, straight strands that fall naturally. A little jealousy slips in before it can be stopped. My own hair refuses to behave like that. It sits in stubborn waves that never stay whe

Fake dating, to be precise. My stylist had dropped off my clothes a while ago and my makeup was just being rounded off while my hairstylist also worked on my hair. I was getting a sew in, a curly blonde hair with leave-outs in front which were also curled. The hair was voluminous and gave grown, businesswoman. I could already see the look coming together, and for once, I was actually pretty comfortable with the nude lipstick. Red would have been nice, but tonight was all about looking and feeling different.