Brown Hair With Red Lowlights の小説・ストーリー

Zain sat beside her, glancing at the color palette. He had a rough idea about caramel color. But he couldn’t really tell the difference. It wasn’t that different from brown. Just like her lipstick color. He didn’t understand why one red could have so many shades. But he didn’t say it out loud. That would definitely be a sensitive topic. “Dye mine that color too.” Janine looked over and laughed mercilessly. “You?” Zain checked himself in the mirror. He felt that there was nothing wrong with his hair. His hair was just a little shorter than hers.

Paying attention to me. But the man who came with him, his wavy hair looks shaggy. The light brown color doesn’t seem to catch the light and makes it seem muted. But his eyes look ice, the blue is so pale and light, like he hasn’t been outside in a very long time that they lost the color. But I don’t know how that’s possible.

"Was her hair the same color as yours?" He nods. "Very close. Mine's darker, and hers had a lot more red in it. There's a lot of Irish blood on that side of the family." He reaches up and runs his fingers absently through his hair. Wet like this, it just looks dark. I can't see any of the auburn shades, any of the coppery sheen.

I said, and she smiled. "It's fine. I will dry it and apply the dye now. It's a red dye. Let's hope we get a different result from your old look," she smiled and got into action, as I sat in front of the mirror and watched her cut my hair to a low cut. She got a clipper and trimmed it to a low cut. Once the hair was completely cut off, she prepared her dryer and dried my hair. Then she started applying the red dye to my hair.

Clark to put a sort of barrier between us. "Yeah, sure," Ian said dismally as if he wanted us to be alone and unwillingly took out his phone to text Clark. I admired Ian and realized that a small smile always played on his lips. His hazel coloured eyes had a certain kind of friendly warmth in it. He was tanned slightly which made his glowing skin glisten under the magnificent sun. His chocolate brown hair was somehow far lighter than Clark's hair. Clark's hair was the darkest brown, almost sultry black.

Briar does leave a lasting effect on people, sometimes even unintentionally. One thing that made her noticeable easily was her hair. Shining light brown and very long, reaching her lower back, probably even lengthy. Not straight, not curly either. You can say somewhere in the middle? Considering how hard it to take care of voluminous hair, most students have shorter hair. But hers, appear different.

Brandon nodded, still not looking satisfied, but he let it go. I've started to notice the difference between them already. Brandon seemed like he was always frowning, in other words, he had a resting bitch face. His brown hair was styled in the same cut as Mr. Bradley, but it was a lighter shade of brown, I wonder which one of them was dyed.

“Are we done? What’s taking so long?” I snapped “Oh… Yes we are done. Turn over, let me do the lips” With a super dark black and a touch of gray coloured dye in his hair, the highlights of his pale skin became much more apparent than before. He looked almost as handsome as Rotip… almost, I’d said. “What color are you putting on my lip?”

Her long black hair spread out onto his arms, covering the pillow. Her eyes as she stared into his was that of a very light hazel-brownish. It was such a light brown, that when the sunlight shines on them, they appeared yellowish. His eyes was a lot darker than hers, but in his eyes. He could only see her and that smile she had for him.

When she opened her eyes, they were pouring with water, it took a while before they stopped watering, once they did she sat up and the three of them went behind the tasles to the hair salon section of the store. Taking a seat infront of the mirror she explained that she wanted some lighter brown highlights, a caramel colour so that her hair appeared to have layers in it. She had naturally thick hair and it was easy enough to do. Once the dye had been rinsed, Faye dried Grace's hair and plaited some of her hair before she pulled it up into a curly bun, adding some red gem flower pins throughout the bun. "Amber." Faye looked over to the girl who was sat at the desk, "Could you grab my make up