Blonde Red Lipstick Novels & Stories

She snapped, mumbling an apology to both I and Giulia for her sudden outburst, but could I blame the girl? “I love your lipstick, what shade and brand is it?” I asked, changing the topic to brighten her mood. Her face lit up instantly, “It's my brand actually, JEM, this shade is Victoria baby.” She grabbed her purse and pulled out a matte lipstick, she re-applied it and waited for a minute before picking up her wine glass. Pressing her lips on the glass she turned it to show the absence of stain on the glass. “It’s my newest product, not launched yet and don't worry it's child labour free.” She gushed, impressed with herself.

Once again, Liam shocked both the friends when he suggested that Aurora should wear something dark on her lips while she chose a light shaded lipstick. And once again, the memory of her wearing a dark shade with Gabriel's disapproving gaze hit her. She recalled how he told her that she looked like the woman of the world in this shade and here Liam was asking her to try a bright red lipstick. Liam kept watching her while she applied the lipstick on her lips. Bright red. The colour of blood, the colour which Liam liked the most. Aurora gulped, she glanced at Susan who nodded in agreement as well.

They highlighted my features like I was a walking filter under the soft gold lights in my room. Not bad. In fact, awsome. I debated red or nude for my lips. Red would add some color seeing as I had no smoaky eyes. And blinds would add to the clean look I already had going on. Red or nude, red or nude. The lady on the video did an orangey look and said to do a lip combo we were used to. I picked up a lip liner and nude lipstick. Topping up with some lipgloss. I was almost done, putting on the final touches when I realized my hair was still soaking the back of my robe.

I was still worried about how to dodge their teasing again tonight’ She trailed the lipstick mark on the mirror, slowly immersing herself in the admiration of the rose pink colored lipstick. That mark must have been left by Vanessa. She’s one hell of a baddie who’s damn so obsessed with the lipstick color, rose pink. She claimed it’s the color of hot babes, and that a girl is not hot enough if she doesn’t have any piece of the famous shade in her collection. Then… there’s Ariadne who has only one shade of lipstick. And that singular shade she owns is thanks to Katniss coaxing her into buying it on the noon of Katniss’s birthday.

"Now, for makeup!" Britney animatedly guided Jenny through each step, ensuring she would know how to apply it herself. "You want to be sexy so guys won't suspect you're trying to steal information. Or just plain steal. Bronzer goes on top of the cheekbones. You want cheekbones that could cut glass—they like that." Product after product was applied to Jenny's face. Her eyes were made to look bigger, her nose refined. Everything had to be lifted, not lowered. "For the finishing touch," Britney announced as she dusted powder across Jenny's face, setting everything in place. Jenny coughed a little, not expecting the powdery cloud. "Red lipstick. Red is the color of lust, you know."

He puts it back down and walks to me, something small in his hand and holds it out casually, his face lightening with a hint of a shy smile. “You may want this. Don’t think it should meet the furnace.” I blink as my eyes focus on the black tube in his hand, confused for a second as to what I’m looking at, and I realise as my eyesight settles on it that it’s the red lipstick I lost the last time I lived here. The no longer manufactured shade of red that was always my signature colour. The exact shade of my hair. The one I looked everywhere for and realised it must have been left behind.

Touching my forehead, it swirled down resting on my lips. Gently pressing the lips he utters, Now I realised what was missing. Getting further closer to my lips. With his lips just above mine, his breath splitting my face. He utters. A lip shade. Red will suit you or pink, he dwindled from one to another, holding both of them in either hand in utter confusion. "Red" he finally decided. Putting the lipstick on my lips, he was surely not good at applying it. It was messing all around my lips corners.

"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. "

She was almost done putting her desired color on her lips when I managed to open my mouth to stop her from putting it on completely. She throws an innocent questioning look at me. Nika stole a glance from the pink lipstick that she was still holding in her hand and then she stared back at me, her eyes asking what was the matter with her red lipstick. Rummaging through the drawer underneath the dresser. I finally found an unopened Dior Rouge lipstick that is my go-to color. Twisting it, revealing its color. I suddenly remember Gresya with the same amount of panic that flashed through her eyes when Nika saw how red my red lipstick is. "I am not going to wear that." But just like how she is per

I brushed my hair, dried it and tied it up in a ponytail. I personally love my hair up , this way it never linger over my shoulders and neck. I opened the drawer to see if I did something with my face. " Which shade of lipstick will suit me? Red or pink?" I murmured, running my hands on the box of different shades of lipsticks. My lips are naturally pink so I don't prefer to use lipstick, only lip gloss for moisturiser. But today is different, I plan to look gorgeous than anyone here in this mansion.