Bedak Make Over Novels & Stories

"Okay, let's get you ready. First, we're gonna start with the makeup!" She took out bunch of makeup from her bag. "Geez, are you okay? Your temperature is not normal right now. Are you sick?" "Yea, a bit." "Do you need medicine or maybe doctor." "No, i'm pretty sure i'm fine." "So, you red face is not because of sex hu?" She said, then return her focus to the make up. She spent hours putting on all kind of make up on my face and she did a really great job. She used baby blue and black color around my face and a pink blush on and dark red lipstick.

“Yeah, simple but cute. Hopefully Gavin notices.” She laughed softly. “He will. Just don’t let him catch you staring too obviously.” I pulled out my makeup bag, keeping it natural: bronzer for a sun-kissed glow, soft peach blush, waterproof mascara to avoid clumping near the water, and a swipe of neutral lip gloss. Just enough to highlight me without being over the top. Gemma hummed as she applied her own makeup—soft winged eyeliner, a touch of shimmer, and a light pink lip. “Ready,” she said finally, grabbing her sandals.

Donald also came out with his hands in his pockets, followed Phoebe along the way. Phoebe sat in front of the makeup table and the dresser immediately praised, "Ms. Phoebe's skin is so good! You don't have to put on makeup to look more beautiful.” Phoebe laughed embarrassed. Her good skin was probably innate and she didn't usually use expensive protective items. " May I ask if the red mark on my neck can be covered with powder?" Phoebe asked the dresser. Dresser saw that it was obviously a kiss mark! The dresser did not say anything, the man beside her replied, "No need to cover up, keep it."

She pressed a little amount of powder into her cheeks and put some lip tint on her lips. She used to wear simple makeup—or no make-up at all since her skin is a little bit sensitive. While Becca, well, she used to put a large amount of it and a super-duper red lip. But she’s still pretty just like her even if no makeup at all. Becca was just used to putting thick makeup on her face. “You didn’t wear your bra again?” Becca uttered when she looked down into her showing cleavage. She shook her head. “I don’t use bras too often. You know that. I’d rather use nipple pads than—”

sagot niya saka siya sumunod dito. Aligaga ang lahat ng mga modelo na siyang labas masok sa pinto ng backstage. Ang mga makeup artist ay sobrang busy rin sa pag-aayos ng lahat. Pati na ang makeup niya ay niremediyohan nila B1 at B2. “Charaannn! Ang ganda-ganda mo lalo, bhe,” ani ni B1. “Mas blooming ka ngayon, sweetie,” segunda ni B2.

Pretty soon, I fell asleep. On Saturday afternoon, both Mica and Bree buckled down to work. They helped fix the gown so no creases can be seen. I took a very long shower, then sat down in front of Becky's bedroom dresser. All the make-up sets were lined up, and I got scared thinking how they'll experiment on my hair and face. Mica put hair rollers on my hair, while Bree wiped my face with her toner. Becky even gave us a bowl of ice, a piece of which Bree carefully rolled on my face. "This is to freshen your skin and make it look vibrant," she announced importantly. I screwed my face and nearly cried out. Mica was setting up her hairdryer and hair care essentials. "Please make it light. I don

I just want something that lasts long since I still have an aura after the Christmas Party. After doing my brows, I put pinkish eyeshadow on my lids so that it has color somehow. I covered it with shimmer shadow to make it more pretentious. I took Too Face Better Than Sex Mascara in case there is a drama that will happen later, I will be safe. For blush, I used Nars Cosmetics Blush in Orgasm to look like a barbie! I didn’t put contour but I will apply highlighter! I’ll blind them! I used my fighting highlighter which is Ofra Cosmetics x Nikkitutorials Highlighting Trio. I used the shade Glow goals and placed it on the high temples of my face. For lipstick, I used a long-lasting one from Jefr

Once again, beauty was pain. After spending a good half an hour on that, I moved on to my makeup, implementing a few of my new products into my routine. Nikki had come around after our little shopping spree and shown me the basics of makeup artistry. I would never be as good as she was at matching shades or blending shadows, but I was already noticing some small improvements.

It took me almost ten minutes trying to disguise the bald patch this morning. I quickly change into pyjamas, grateful for the relief of getting out of my clothes. There's something so relieving about taking off your clothes and swapping them for comfort. I walk over to my mirror and take a makeup wipe to get rid of the little I wear. I mainly use it to cover up the occasional cuts and bruise. Trevor doesn't aim for my face usually as he knows I'll have a hard time covering it up . . . Sometimes he's accidentally catch me or I'd fall to the floor, hurting my face.

Without my hair, I feel naked and cold, or perhaps it’s just my nerves. I dutifully sit in a dressing gown while Becca blow dries my hair and styles it in soft waves. She applies a little make-up, telling me it’s simple and elegant, while also appearing natural. She only wants to enhance my natural beauty, not to mask it. I can’t help but feel that she’s kissing my arse a little, after embarrassing me by shaving my body. Once she’s finished my hair and make-up, she tells me to put on the underwear with the dressing gown over it. She puts on her own dressing gown and tells me to watch her.