Bull Nakano No Makeup Novels & Stories

my makeup artist said as she entered the bathroom. Looking down, I realized that I had been dressed in pink, lacy, see-through babydoll lingerie. My golden locks had been tamed into loose curls, and my nails had been polished into crimson claws. My groin ached with the pain of a recent bikini wax, and my face was made up like a Hollywood starlet. "Alpha Noah is already in the shower, and I've got a scent for you. Trust me, it's an aphrodisiac." She winked at me playfully before setting the perfume on the counter.

Chapter 72 Nina’s POV The bald man—whose name turned out to be Kim K, which made me bite the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing—didn’t waste time. He snapped his fingers twice. Sharp. Two girls appeared from a side door like they’d been waiting. Both tall. Both in black leggings and crop tops. One with pink hair, the other with a tight braid. They looked me over quick, no smiles, just business. “Full package,” Kim K said. “Wax. Massage. Nails. Hair. Lashes. Brows. Everything. Make her look expensive. Expensive and dangerous.”

"Yes, it can be seen that Anne Jenner is very suitable for such makeup." Betha smiled smugly, kept talking, the two narrated happily together for a while, Betha hung up the phone, turned her head, and looked at Anne Jenner with her eyes closed, the make-up artist on the side busy, in which There was a main makeup artist, stopped for a long time with eyeliner, she discovered that the corners of Anne Jenner's eyes were very long, and for a moment, she didn't know whether to draw snakes with legs, or weave flowers on brocade. Betha's head flashed, remembering the sold-out magazine, pointing at the corner of Anne Jenner's eyes, saying to the make-up artist: "Why not try a little?" The other make

Under the light, it shimmered just enough to make me feel like a queen. I looked nice in the mirror, almost unrecognizable. My eyes had a soft wash of warm bronze eyeshadow that melted perfectly into my skin, giving them a gentle, golden glow. A thin line of eyeliner and a light touch of mascara made my lashes stand out. My lips were coated with a peachy nude gloss that added a natural shine. The foundation was light and smooth, letting my skin’s warmth glow through. Overall, the makeup looked simple, natural, and completely flawless.

Chapter 45 Author. “3, 2, 1 and now open your eyes” The beautician spoke enthusiastically near her ear. Slowly Ana lifted her lashes up and stared at the mirror. The first thing she noticed was her hair. It was neatly tied in a beautiful bun. She looked further and thankfully she didn’t over do anything. She did a light make up with mascara and painted her lips with lip gloss of light shade in red. She looked beautiful.

Zelda I stared back at my reflection in the mirror. Bella had worked her magic it was equally amazing and terrifying at the same time I didn’t even look like myself. She had pulled my hair into a sleek ponytail with a section of hair wrapping around the band. My make up was done for the first time ever! She had put a dark smokey shadow on my eyes which made the purple visible from miles away. The rest of my face was dusted with highlighter and blush. She insisted I wear a lipstick I protested and stated I was happy just with gloss, but she won although opted for a nude colour. She had even done my nails in a similar shade a few silver gems to add some sparkle.

I was a Luna Queen. The makeup artist, a young woman with expertly applied makeup herself, began her work. She applied a lightweight foundation that matched my skin perfectly, accentuating my fair complexion without masking my natural skin tone. This was followed by a blush that imparted a rosy glow to my cheeks, making my blue eyes pop. For the eyes, she chose a soft smoky look, which further amplified their azure depth. A few coats of mascara, and my eyes transformed into mesmerizing pools of sapphire. The makeup was completed with a pink lipstick that felt feather-light on my lips, giving them a naturally flushed look.

I admit as I stuff more of the food from the tray into my mouth. "Rough is an understatement," Nicole says with a hint of humor in her eyes. "Now, let's get you ready for your coronation." After fiddling with my hair and my make-up for what felt like hours, Nicole was finally satisfied with her work. Looking at my reflection in the mirror I finally recognize the woman that stares back at me. Nicole has pulled my dark hair into an elegant bun on the top of my head with tiny pearls placed in here and there for accent. My make-up is light, just like I like it. She opted for a smokey eye that makes my green eyes pop brighter than what they normally do. Everything that she has done is utter

At this moment, she could already imagine two scratch marks on her face left from Zayne’s scraping. "Zayne Severe, who gave you permission to touch my face?" Angeline was furious. She was terrified of putting on makeup, especially the part where she had to put on the honey. It was a huge waste of time because she had to apply a thick layer and even it out as well. Despite that, there was sheep placenta extract added to the foundation, which would make her look even more beautiful. Zayne apologized immediately. "I'm sorry." Angeline darted him a helpless look but did not bash him up.

Makeup is not a mask. Makeup is art. Makeup is Passion. Makeup is an expression. I found the quote to be true when my eyes fell on the mirror, and I gawked at the girl staring back. Her hair was swept up in a messy ballerina bun with curls falling around her round face, and her makeup was immaculately perfect. Smokey eyeshadow under freshly waxed eyebrows, made the baby blue in her eyes pop like a blue lagoon in a dark cave, and light pink lipstick adorned her lips in complement to the blush on her cheeks.