Novel & Cerita Bull Nakano No Makeup

Zahira rolled her eyes and they all left the room with a chuckle. "Nana, get dressed too. I'll just take my bath and get dressed. The makeup artist will be here now so she should start your makeup." Rukayyah explained, standing by the door to the bathroom. Nana obliged and washed her face in the bathroom before Rukayyah started taking her bath. She changed into the three step peplum blouse with bishop long sleeves and fitted fish skirt. She look at herself in the mirror and appreciate the maroon atampha with sky blue and golden patterns around it. She tied her hair in a low bun and made sure she tightens it with pins so it wouldn't fall off and just then the makeup artist walked in with a hu

Zelena. “Do you like this one?” I asked Gunner as I twirled in a circle in front of him, showing off my baby blue silk skirt and soft brown cami top. I had my hair up in a high ponytail to show off the mark on top of my shoulder, and I wore some light makeup. Nat has been teaching me all about the joys of makeup and beauty products. And I’m loving my lessons, which usually end with us in fits of giggles, lots of junk food and full glam makeup.

Niko I can't help but study this version of Bianca as the man of the church stands in front of us, speaking nonsense. Not a word goes in because I'm not listening, not deeply enough to take in any of his chanting at face value. She stands beside me, unsure of herself yet more beautiful than I've ever seen her. Her makeup is barely there, just eyeliner and mascara drawing my attention to her eyes' deep, earthy hues. Her cheeks seem somewhat higher than usual, and her lips are pale pink, which complements the only evidence of a blush on the tip of her nose.

she yells out, another chuckle coming out of me at the annoyance in her voice. “Well I would like to take my date to the banquet.” Caden’s voice argues back, the words slightly muffled by the door. A blush creeps along my face as Karina sighs again, telling me to put the mascara on so she doesn’t poke my eyes accidentally. I smile, opening my eyes and taking the mascara wand from her outstretched hand before looking in the mirror. I am shocked by the neutral tones of brown, beige, cream and gold she has paired as my makeup, my sapphire eyes popping with the muted colours. I accepts the lash curler from Karina, quickly finishing the look with mascara and take a final look at myself.

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.

The off-shoulder neckline bared her delicate collarbones, glowing under the lantern light. For the first time in a long while, Anana sat before her mirror and applied her makeup. A gentle touch of color to her cheeks, a shimmer to her lips, a soft kohl to define her eyes. She gathered her hair into a sleek low bun, weaving silver threads through the strands. A diamond pin, delicate yet commanding, gleamed at the nape of her neck. She gave a small spin, chuckled at her own reflection, and whispered, “Not bad at all.”