Baylen Levine Hair Novels & Stories

Leigh wondered if she was actually related to Willis by blood, she looked so different, even her hair was a totally different colour from Willis’. Blonde. It just added to the ‘bold, badass, bitch’ look and vibes that was rolling off her in waves. “It’s fake.” Leigh heard her say and snapped herself back. “What?” “My hair. It’s dyed. I’m actually all black as the devil’s heart underneath the layers of hair dye.” She said so with such ease that Leigh would have laughed if she had the slightest clue as to why they were discussing dyed hair. “I noticed you staring at my hair. I know Willis and I don’t look so much alike and people tend to conclude from the hair.”

Just as he spoke the crowd of youngsters once again started to fight among themselves causing Levy’s attention to be diverted as she turned to look at them before turning to look back at the old man as she said, “ My hair?” The man nodded as he picked up a wrench and then started unscrewing the bolt inside the car as he continued speaking, “ Yes, your hair… when I saw you last week…your hair was blonde, like almost white but your eyes, those light blue eyes which shine under the moon is something that I can never forget.” He then turned to look at Levy and asked, “ What happened to your eyes? You were perfect when you came to visit here last time.”

In moments like these, when all the women gathered on the homestay's sofa, Nelly and Helen enthusiastically praised Lani's lustrous, flowing locks, skillfully steering the conversation to make her feel more at home. "Lani, how do you normally care for your hair that it's both long and silky? Since I permed mine, it was damaged, making it dry and tangled," Nelly sighed, running her fingers through her hair, admiring Lani's smooth locks. "Exactly, I've noticed that celebrities always have such silky hair. Do you have any secrets for hair care? I stay up late often, and I'm worried about hair loss. I fear I might go bald soon," Helen resting her chin on her hand as she gazed at Lani. Lani thoug

Khloe's voice trailed off as she suddenly felt someone behind her playing with her hair. Leona nervously smiled, watching Khloe slowly lose her sanity as Terrell kept twisting and braiding, basically playing around with her poofy hair as if it was something he had never seen before. Leona envied Terrell just a bit because deep down, she had always wanted to touch Khloe's hair. She was like Merida except her hair was blonde and seemed more full in volume. Now that Leona looked closer, she could see that Khloe was indeed a very pretty girl.

Bailey Harmony wore her hair dark brown, with several different shades of brown highlighted throughout and long. It stopped just shy of her waistline and draped beautifully over ample breasts, which I seriously considered paying money to replicate. Her waist tapered in, only to flare out into her hips, and the outfit she wore accentuated it all. Her skin was a rich caramel color, and she had eyes the lightest shade of brown. I’d met her that night because I was, unknowingly, on a date with her boyfriend. My birthday was in two days, and he wanted to celebrate early.

They were enough to make any girl jealous. I couldn't help but wonder if it was real or bleached. I treasured my raven-colored hair and had never bleached it before but at the moment I couldn't help but consider the thought of having my hair bleached, I mean what could be the harm in giving it a try? Seeing it properly now, the man's hair had to be bleached, yes! there's no way a person's hair could look like golden flames but now the question is where did he get the products from?

After they had their hearty lunch, Kelly dragged her to a well-known aesthetic salon to get completely dolled up. They both had a full-body massage and traditional facial care. Kelly also had her lashes done and got a brow lamination to enhance her already beautiful features. Eve wasn’t fond of these kinds of things and just let Kelly do her thing. However, she couldn’t escape anymore when Kelly forced her to get her hair done. She really didn’t want to touch her glossy black hair, but the latter insisted and even personally chose her hair treatment, color, and style. Kelly picked a light brown balayage for her hair, and after the meticulous job done by an expert beautician, she almost could

she said, helping me slide my feet into the soft leather. Kael looked up from his figurines, eyes wide. "Mommy, you look amazing!" he said earnestly, reaching out to touch the tip of the heel. I laughed softly, bending down to tousle his hair. "Thank you, little man. You’re my best critic." The hair stylist, a gentle woman with soft hands and a keen eye for detail, approached next. "We’ll start with your hair, Arina. Something elegant, yet not overpowering. You’ll want it perfect for Damon’s eyes," she teased.

“Let’s do something about your beautiful hair. Do you know you have one of the most beautiful hair colors in the world?” “Really?” Belinda asked and looked at Megan through the mirror. “Yes!” Megan bobbed. “Your hair is brunette. I envy your hair color so much.” “But yours seems perfect too.” Belinda asked, and Megan chuckled. “That’s true! Blonde is beautiful too!” Megan answered. They kept chatting and chatting until she finished dressing her hair. She parted her hair in the middle and drew it into a bun. She also made curls that were allowed to fall loosely at the sides of her head.