Blonde Red Lipstick Novels & Stories

Her lips had been painted in it. Blood red.

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.

I approached her as she handed me a Marc Jacobs Beauty Le Marc Lip Créme Lipstick. "Do you think it would look good on my skintone?" I asked as I looked at the shade name, it was in the shade Shush Blush. "Yes, look!" she exclaimed as she reached for the lipstick sample and swatched it on her wrist. It had a cream finish, a warm tone, and a medium plum color lipstick. I thought that would be wonderful for gradient lips, so I nodded and smiled at Zeiara, telling her that I thought it was nice.

Carefully opening it, I examined the array of colors available to me. With a determined expression, I picked up the deep red lipstick and applied it, adding a touch of mystery and power to my look. Next, I chose a smoky eyeshadow palette, blending the dark grays and shimmering blacks. It enhanced my eyes, giving them an intensity that matched my resolve. Finally, I brushed a touch of blush on my cheeks, adding a subtle hint of color to my otherwise pale complexion.

She said shaking my shoulders. The face staring back at me in mirror looked like it could be on a magazine cover. My precurled copper blonde hair fell in a soft frame around my face, my brows had been brushed out and laid obediently, a brown mascara made my lashes fuller and longer. My eyelids were painted a shimmery bronze, a matte plum around the corners, with a highlight of soft gold on the inner corners, they accentuated my amber eyes beautifully . A metallic bronze liner added some sparkle and warmth to it. A peachy coral blush ran from the apple of my cheeks blending all the way to my temples. My lips were lined a light brown and blended with soft cinnamon brown lipstick. I looked lika

He said something to the woman, making her freeze. “I’m sorry. Are you happy with dis?” She quickly asked me as a mirror was thrust in front of me. “It looks great.” It wasn’t completed, but I could see she was doing a half up, half down do that looked amazing with my medium-length brown hair. The curls had surprisingly held. I looked so pretty!!! But then it was the make-up. We had decided on a very natural look, but he wanted red lipstick. “I think it will be too harsh. What about a darker pink?” I pointed to the one I know will suit my skin tone and the dress.