Novel & Cerita Baddie Hairstyles Straight

She wore her blonde hair down, using her curling iron to give it some bounce, smiling as she looked into the mirror she could not help but admit she looked hot as she planned to have the fun of her life in the most busiest bar in the town. An hour later Serena was already in the bar, she kept glancing across the room with her almost empty glass infront of her, she cringe as she saw most of the men hungrily feeding their eyes on her with lust, she had danced to her satisfaction and was resting when she saw a man approaching her seat, he was tall with dark hair neatly trimmed and styled, skin tanned even under his shirt, she could see he was in great shape as she picture his bulging muscles, h

I secure my black leather Apple Watch around my wrist, its sleek band wrapping snugly, a subtle nod to both functionality and fashion. My hair, a deep chestnut brown, is cropped close at the sides, adding a sharp contrast to the textured layers that crown the top of my head. Despite the deliberate styling, a few rebellious bangs persistently brush across my forehead, softening the angles of my face and adding a touch of youthful nonchalance to my otherwise meticulously assembled appearance.

Sal’s problem right now was he couldn’t get her image from his head long enough to form a solid plan. Ashley didn’t take long at all. But her hair was impressive. It was a mass of ringlets. “Why do you straighten your hair?” “It becomes a tangled mess as soon as I step out of the bathroom. My hair is hard to work with otherwise.” “Well, get used to it. Learn to deal with it as is. We won’t always have time to play with our appearance.” Sal wasn’t saying the full trust. He liked her hair down and curly. It worked with her features better.

Mini introduced me with all those ladies and spoke to all of them in a commanding professional tone. "Hello! Miss" All of them greeted with a warm smile. "So, what type of hairstyle you prefer for today's occasion. Is there any personal preferences?" The hairstylist asked while muddling through all the accessories. I gave it a thought and answered "Something beachy and wavy, a loose bun." I answered after a long thought. "Yes ma'am; we will keep the points in mind." She replied. "What about the dress"the stylist asked. This question was an easy one for me to answer.

I did my facial routine before she could start. "Do you want braids, straighten,curled or wavy" she asks. "Any thing you'll think will suit me" I say with a smile. She looked at my hair for a moment before beginning to work. I tell you the end result with the makeup was marvelous. "Oh my God I can't believe you can do this" I gasp in astonishment as I looked at myself in the mirror. She parted my hair into two sides,the lower part was wavy and she stitched cornrowed the upper part.

“You have to dress nice.” He sweeps his hair off his forehead and I sigh for the millionth time at that move. Hayden never grows out his hair but he came home sporting bangs he keeps fighting with every few minutes. Maybe it’s his strategy to win girls because it gives him a chance to show off his toned biceps when he raises his hand.

Her hair was tied up in a high ponytail, with a few stray curls framing her face, and she wore a dainty silver necklace with a small heart charm that bounced with every step. Lena’s style was effortlessly bold yet minimalist. She wore a fitted black jumpsuit with cut-out shoulders, paired with sleek combat boots that made her appear both stylish and intimidating. Her low-cut hairstyle only added to her fierce, confident look, and her hazel eyes sparkled with a mischievous gleam. She was understated, powerful—a perfect balance to Cassidy’s brightness.

I admired how long it had gotten for a second then threw it back over my shoulder again. “I miss my straightener,” I said patting my hair down looking in our mirror. “Please, I wish my hair wasn’t so straight,” Callie swatted my hand away from my hair, “Most girls would kill to have hair as easy as yours. You never have to style it, it’s all-natural.” “It’s nice to have options,” I said glancing one more time at my reflection in the mirror. “Then braid it,” Cal laughed, opening the door, “But whatever you do make it fast cuz I’m hungry.” I gave up on my hair and followed her out the door.

"You have no idea how much it cost me just to get that serum. Getting one item from the black market is hard enough, let alone two." The door opened and a second team of stylists entered the room. One of the assistants motioned Zea to have a seat in the recliner chair, which she did without hesitation."So, what sort of treatments do you have for me today?" she asked. "We're going to cut your hair a little shorter, straighten out your wavy curls. Darken up your highlights and give you a little bit of bangs on the side. To make you look more young... like a teenager."

“What do you wanna do with your hair?” “Oh, I don’t know,” I pulled at a stray curl. “It’s such a pain to deal with I’ll probably just braid it back off my face.” Loren scoffed with a hand to her chest. “That would not compliment my work! How about I straighten it for you? Maja and Pietha left some products for us.”