Bedak Make Over Novels & Stories

The whole game would end, and everything would be ruined. I quickly reached into my small purse and pulled out my makeup stick. With fast, heavy strokes, I dabbed the thick cream over the bruise. I rubbed it in with my fingertips until the dark mark was completely hidden under a smooth layer of fake skin. I fixed my hair, pulling a few loose strands down to cover the side of my neck just to be completely safe. I smoothed down my dress, took three deep breaths, and unlocked the heavy bathroom door.

Makeup was quick but precise "foundation , a light touch of blush to give me that feminine touch , mascara to open up my eyes, and a bold lip that brought everything together. In a matter of minutes, I had transformed. I looked polished, elegant, and not at all like I had been sweating over a garden just hours earlier.

Leena, the makeup artist comments making me blush. They make me sit down in front of the vanity but forbid me to look at the mirror before they are done. Leena starts with preparing my face and neck with moisturizer. Then she applies a small amount of primer and dab it gently on my face which will help with the long-lasting of makeup. After a few minutes, she applies concealer to the necessary parts and blends it gently with a damp beauty blender. Then she mixes two types of foundations together and starts applying them to my face, front and back of my neck. She sets everything with a compact powder so that the base doesn't smudge.

"Aron, you know I appreciate your help, but you also know I want to build my success on my own." His shoulders slumped at my words like he was defeated but I knew he understood. On the other hand Becky was practically bursting from excitement urging me on to tell her more. "Ok,ok, calm down woman! So, my business is a make -up shop. All my products are made without any additives, only flowers, plants, their extracts etc. You could call it bio I guess. Now I need someone for my promotion campaign and I was wondering if you would be willing to help me as being my main model for products?"

nanunubok niya itong tinaasan ng isang kilay. "Nothing. Kung sa bagay... it suits you," Nakangiweng sabi nito nang tignan siya mula ulo hanggang paa. 'Seriously?' napapalatak siya sa loob ng utak, "Of course, being fabulous in whatever I wear... is never really a problem to me." Nginisian niya ito. "Even without heavy make-up too. It's just effortless," dagdag niya na tila agad na nagpa-conscious sa lahat ng kaharap niya dahil kung todo make-up ang mga ito na parang laging FOUNDATION DAY matakpan lang ang mga tinatagong bukbok sa mukha.

I wonder how it would be in reality, definitely a hundred times worse. May offered to do my makeup for school but instead of thinking about how good it made me feel the night before, I was worried about what people were going to say. They might think I was trying to look pretty, but that was a step backward thinking about what people would think rather than how I felt. But May was able to force me, promising to make it light and unnoticeable and that was what she did. It was just mascara, a little eyeliner, and a generous amount of lip gloss. And it still looked really good, it made me seem brighter and not like my usual dull face. “You look so good” she squealed, she said buried deep in my

“I’ll remember this. I promise you.” In that moment, she liked Layla more. “I appreciate it, but don’t worry about it. I better get back to my workout.” Margo turned to leave and then realized that she wanted to help Layla with something else. “Oh, I almost forgot.” “What?” Margo leaned in close. “When covering up hickeys, it’s best to use a primer that isn’t too creamy and greasy, and then use foundation and then powder to keep the makeup in place,” she explained in a whisper.