Bull Nakano No Makeup Novels & Stories

Serena gazed at her reflection, her brown hair cascading in soft, wavy curls over her bare shoulders, accentuating her alluring collarbones. Anika had truly outdone herself this time; the way her hair framed her face, creating a stunning halo, was nothing short of magical. Serena couldn't help but smile, thinking of all the talents Anika possessed—cooking, nursing, and hair styling were just the tip of the iceberg. As she examined her makeup, expertly applied by her own hands, she admired the bold, smoky eyes that gave her a fierce and intimidating look, perfectly complementing her petite frame.

Leena, the makeup artist comments making me blush. They make me sit down in front of the vanity but forbid me to look at the mirror before they are done. Leena starts with preparing my face and neck with moisturizer. Then she applies a small amount of primer and dab it gently on my face which will help with the long-lasting of makeup. After a few minutes, she applies concealer to the necessary parts and blends it gently with a damp beauty blender. Then she mixes two types of foundations together and starts applying them to my face, front and back of my neck. She sets everything with a compact powder so that the base doesn't smudge.

she whispered, making Fatima a little afraid of what she’ll do to her face. While she sat there, Nikki started to do her magic. She stayed as still as possible while Nikki was applying the eyeshadow and eyeliner on her eyelids. The theme that Nikki chose is red to match the color of her dress. After both eyes were done, she moved on to her nose to define its shape. “You’re going to make me sneeze,” she said and snorted. Nikki almost laughed but stopped herself.

I asked her again and she nodded, gesturing to the makeup artist to do whatever I needed. About twenty minutes later, the makeup artist, called Jamila was massaging Aa'ila liquid pro foundation unto my face when Zainab walked close and showed me something from my phone. "I have highlighted about twenty questions for you to answer during your I* live session later today." I nodded and watched Jamila mix two types of lipglosses to form a beautiful undefinable pink color. "Ma Sha Allah." My lips curved into a smile at Zainab's words. Jamila took off the clear polyester protector she had looped around my neck to protect my Abaya from stains.

While the right side was left to give the impression of being mature and elegant. It was supported by her natural makeup. Her makeup accentuated her facial features and showed her best version without being too much. What looked the boldest was the color of her lips. It was a brick red that instantly obscured the simplicity of her makeup. That was her. Anna. "You look amazing!" Praise the makeup artist. She stood behind Anna and watched her work with her client. "Thanks. You did a great job, too." Anna responded with a smile still on her lips.

Everything they did was extra, as if they were trying to overcompensate and draw attention to her face where there was no scar. “Easy on the makeup.” Racheal frowned at the makeup artist. The last thing she wanted was to break out from all these cakey products. And her head was beginning to ache again, the support that the pressure from the bandage brought was no longer there. The makeup artist became so nervous her hand began to shake. Racheal sighed. She did not want to draw Nico’s attention to this. He would only scold and berate the makeup artist. “Just use nude colours, and a little bit from the oily products, no glitters too.” Racheal whispered to the makeup artist with a kind smile.

said Nazia, trying her best to convince everyone. "Half of the jokes on make-up is on red lipstick," said Ria, almost crying. "Urgh! Whatever! I will go to the washroom. You both handle her." said Nazia. Ria pulled out her red silk sari and green blouse from her bag. Nancy and Nazia brought themselves a water bottle from the hostel canteen until she wore her clothes. Once she was done, she sat in front of them quietly. Unfortunately make-up was not an easy thing for her. This was the first time someone was applying eyeliner, blush and mascara on her. She squinted her eyes several times and winced her face while applying eyeliner. This was until Anusha lost her patience and scolded her.

After taking a minute to come down to Earth Natalia started doing my makeup. She almost took an hour doing my makeover. When she finished I must say I looked like a completely different person. My hairs were styled in sexy curls falling down to cover my bare back. My eyes were smokey and to finish the flawless look she tainted my lips red. A deep colour of red that was fascinating. When she didn't receive any compliment or appreciation for her hard work from me, she gave me a silent look and turned around to leave.

The room was all white birch bark, its walls lined with sabers and long swords, whips, and arrows and shields, the narrow bed made constrictingly tight as if Liliya was in an American military bunker – but on the tables were fashion magazines and in the expansive walk in closet were designer outfits so beautiful Anya only dreamed of being pretty enough to wear them one day – and the vanity, oh the vanity? Plum and pearly pink lipsticks in silver tubes, creamy rogue of bright apples and metallic eyeshadows of gold and emerald, kabuki brushes and kohl eyeliner and sell-your-firstborn-for metal-encased mascaras. They were neatly organized behind flower-carved ivory brushes and combs, and ampo

She had a mixture of emotions going inside her but above all of that she was missing her Grandma the most; "You were right, Grandma, Dreams can never be wrong; they always lead us to the right path!" She mumbled to herself and looked at the reflection of a young lady who wasn't ready yet for the ball, she hurriedly went and sat in front of the bureau mirror and took out her makeup bag. Rania wears a Sabrina long beige sequin dress while her hair were tied in a soft updo bun, she did a Smokey eye make-up while applies a little blush on the apple of her cheeks and finishes with a nude pink lipstick to balance the look. She was ready to go. Rania grabbed her Clutch in Champagne Gold and the Inv