Baddie Lips Transparent Background Novels & Stories

The little guy was immediately surprised, "Godmother, that's you!" Everyone's eyes were focused on the big screen, only to see Betty performing a cosmetics advertisement. She looked like the Ocean Princess in a swimming pool as she slowly lifted her face up from the water, her exquisite facial features clearly displayed on the screen. Her eyes were filled with a self-confident charm, and her red lips curled up slightly, exuding an aggressive sense of beauty. Betty was a little embarrassed. This was one of the big international brands lipstick, and this brand liked to advertise using this tone. This meant that after swimming, the lipstick was still clear and elegant, with no intention of deco

“They chose the wrong opponent, Girls,“ said the perky Girl. *** “The color of my lipstick isn't too bright?” asked Gadis who was not yet willing to put down the small mirror in her hand. She was wearing a maroon red blouse with long sleeves that she rolled up to show off the latest bracelet from Velue, which Gadis thought was very elegant, and black fabric pants. It fits perfectly around the girl's slim body.

"Now for the main attraction.. Your lips! " She said and held up bold red lipstick. I looked at her unsure. "You have to listen to me! Red lips with nude faces is a bomb! Guys die for that! " She said, and I raised my brow at her. "I'm not going to look for a boyfriend. "

I whispered. They have been more active lately, especially at night. Sometimes I wondered if they could sense the energy around us. The anticipation. The shift. The makeup artist arrived shortly after, laying out brushes like surgical tools. “What’s the vibe?” she asked. “Confident,” I answered. “Radiant and not over the top.” She studied my face thoughtfully. “Soft gold on the eyes with defined lashes and natural contour with a bold lip?” I hesitated. A bold lip meant a statement. “Yes,” I said finally. “But not red.”

On the table were the treasures: A shiny gold tube of lipstick. A small black palette with colors like pink, brown, and glittering silver. A fluffy powder brush. A round container of blush. Lucien opened the palette, his little fingers clumsy but gentle. He picked the shimmery silver shade and dragged it across his eyelids with his fingertip, giggling softly when it left a bright sparkle. Then his eyes fell on the lipstick.

Did I forget to mention that Jake is a giant? Okay that's a bit of an exaggeration but he is at least six four. I'm sure the leather jacket over the tank with the tattoos on his neck and some of the ones on his chest peeping through added to the visage of a badass. People just automatically got out of the way and pretty soon we were in the cool night air. His grip on my hand was tight and sure and gave me strength. I don't know what was coming next but I knew this time I was going to fight. "Let's go baby we'll take my bike and come back for your car later." He pulled me over to this monstrosity of black and chrome. I'm not an expert but I do believe it's what people in the know might call a

Fabric in your ass crack, it doesn’t need to look so bad. The sensitive space between my legs is stinging from the wax strips. Tomorrow it’ll all be raised in bumps and lumps and flares of red. I’ve rubbed Vaseline on for now. When we wipe it off for the camera, it’ll sting. “Okay. Lip gloss, concealer. That’s it. What do you think?”

“That’s a double feature.” Heat crept up Aria’s neck. “I know, right?” she said. “It feels… surreal.” Lena’s eyes got teary again. “Okay, that’s enough,” she said, blinking rapidly. “Jade, lipstick.” Jade held up a tube. “Soft nude, little gloss,” she said. “We’ll let the dress do the screaming.” “Perfect.” Aria parted her lips obediently while Jade painted them, then blotted it with a tissue.

I replied. The lips were the last part and the most tricky part. I had this urge to claim those lips as mine. She didn't make it easier when she decided to lick her lips. "That's so thoughtful of her," She said quietly. I shrugged at that response "She just wanted to brag that her boyfriend did her makeup. Nothing special about it honestly," I said. Vanessa said nothing this time so I continued. Pink lipstick never hurt anyone but I didn't want her to wear lipstick, her lips were already the perfect shade of pink. I decided to just apply a clear gloss before showing her the result in the mirror.

A slow, admiring smile curled on her lips as she eyed me from head to toe. “Your face looks kind of pale, though. Just put some light makeup on, and you're ready to go.” Cassandra said, and when I surveyed my face closely in her vanity mirror, I realized she was right. I borrowed Cassandra's lipstick and applied it to my lips. Even after lightly applying it, the finished look still seemed too intense for me. So I rubbed my lips with my forefinger to lighten the color until I was satisfied with the result. Afterwards, I pressed my stained fingers on my cheeks to create a blush to conceal my paleness.