Novel & Cerita Blonde Red Lipstick

A small, cunning smile crossed her blazing red lips as our eyes met. I returned her smile, clutching my purse tightly. “I’m glad you could make it.” She smiled up at me as I approached the table. I chuckled slightly as I extended my hand for a handshake. “You look stunning.” She said, gripping my hand. “You don’t look bad yourself.” I scanned her with my eyes before I took my seat. All black too, mimicking my dressing, only that instead of a dark shade lipstick like mine, she had on a blazing red lipstick, the colour of fresh blood.

John looked at the time , 10h30am. ''We still have time, you want to try them both? then I can make a choice.'' Adrianna smiled, blushing deeply she opened the pink lipstick and applied a thin layer on her already pink lips. '' In all honesty, I don't really see a difference'', John spoke as he stared at her beautiful pink lips. Adrianna grabbed a wetwipe and dabbed her lips. She then opened the blood red lipstick and applied a thin layer, making sure her whole lips were coated.

The saleswoman then recommended her some colors, "Miss, you have such fair skin, therefore, no matter which color you pick, it'll still look good on you. We have pink, orange, reddish-brown and many other colors. The trending color this year is reddish brown." "I'll go for the reddish-brown then," Sigrid said as she frowned. She had yet to wear any reddish-brown lipstick. The saleswoman then took out an array of reddish brown lipsticks for Sigrid and a disposable lipstick swab. They were more or less the same color. It was just that some were redder or browner than the others, some were waterproof and some were not. Some beamed radiance, some didn't. Sigrid carefully looked through the lipst

Madame Tilly greeted us, "Is there something specific you're looking for or would you like some assistance in exploring our latest products?" Jeanette glanced at me, "Well," she began, "we’ll just check out the samples first." Madame Tilly nodded and walked to a shelf to grab some lipstick before she came to join us again. She handed a shade of pink to Jeannette, “This one is called Lady Danger.” Jeanette stared at it for a moment, “Mm, too vampy.” Madame Tilly handed her a different shade, “Crume Cup,” “Not vampy enough,” Jeanette replied, a little less audible.

, so she needed to cooperate and participate in some promotional events held by the company. Miles crossed his arms and looked at Joanne's red lips with a sophisticated look that did not match his age. "It doesn't match your aura at all. Godmother, you should use the cherry red color from last time. It's fresh and elegant, soft yet firm. It looks much better than this one." Joanne's eyes were filled with admiration, her starry eyes flashed wildly, and she looked at the little guy like a little girl. "Oh, Miles, you have such good aesthetic taste! I love that cherry red lipstick too..."

I then reached for the next artillery in my arsenal of vengeance; a classic red lipstick. In one of his extremely rare weak moments, Nicholas had once divulged to me that the reason he got turned on by a woman in red lipstick was because his mum whom he adored had always worn one. I never figured out if it was true or it was just the fact that his dick would rise for anything in red lipstick, but one thing I knew, red lipstick sealed the deal for Nicholas. I overlined my lips with a red lip liner to make them look even more pouty than they were before adding coat after coat of red lipstick till every inch of my lips was caked in it.

Lila stood in front of the mirror, staring at a woman she barely recognized. She didn't want anyone to dress her up today, she was doing it by herself. Her lipstick was a deep, aggressive red, the kind of color that said she didn’t care if she bled, as long as she won.

Finding your mate was never guaranteed, even with events like these set up to make it easier. Having finished with my hair I stood up. I looked good, too, and I gave myself a beaming smile in the mirror. “You look beautiful, doll,” Rosa smiled. “Thanks,” I grinned back. “So do you. Are you almost ready?” “I just need a little splash of lip colour and I’ll be right with you. What do you think? Red? Or do I mix it up?” “I think red is perfect. It suits you, and it kind of is you, Rose. I can’t imagine you wearing any other lipstick,” I shrugged.

I don’t trust my voice. When I return and sit at the vanity, Naomi takes the brush from my hand and starts on my hair. “Down?” she asks. I nod again. “Makeup?” I shake my head. What’s the point? I’ll cry it off. And I don’t care who sees. “Alright,” she says softly. “Let’s grab your shoes, and we’ll be ready.” I pick out nude flats—grass and heels don’t mix—and when I come out of the closet, Jamal is standing there.

"How does it look?" The red dress was bold and vibrant, reminding him of one she'd worn at an auction. "I don't know how to put on makeup. Otherwise, I'd look better." "Lipsticks will do." "Good call!" She stuck out her hand. Juan took her to a nearby mall, stopping at the sight of a red lipstick. "What's up?" "Try this one." The lipstick's shade was like winter plums. He picked it up, and a saleswoman came up. "Great choice, sir. It's our bestseller."