Cinnamon Roll Hairstyle Novels & Stories

I said, taking a big drink of it. She took the lid off the container she brought and pushed it toward me with a wink. The delicious scent of the cinnamon and sugar wafted upwards. I picked up one of the cinnamon rolls and took a bite out of it. I closed my eyes because they were the perfect combination of fluffy and sweet. “Holy shit, Emma. These are rolls of absolute perfection.”

' 'No wonder she needs to make her assistant look plain. 'Even if you look like a doll, you cannot compare to a literal fairy, like Lia.' After finishing Cecilia's makeup look, she fixed Cecilia's hair. Her curly auburn hair was long and healthy, reaching Cecilia's waist. "What style do you like for your hair?" Cecilia took a bedazzled purple barrette clip from her purse and passed it to Sheila. "Maybe just a half-up, half-down hairstyle. And can you use this clip?"

"Dr. Patterson, if you'll just hold your head still for me." Shaun wanted to growl her annoyance as the person doing her hair straightened her head by pushing her chin forward. The man was fingers deep in Shaun's tight curls, trying his best to straighten them. She could tell he wasn't used to working with hair like hers. Her tight curls were usually pulled back in a ponytail or left in an afro that framed her head. Sometimes when she was travelling, depending on the country and her access to clean hygiene, she would have her hair braided into tight rows to keep maintenance down.

Shan grinned at me before dragging me away. I let her. The idea of spending girl time with her was quite appealing. The past few weeks were a bit hectic. What with the move and the tense confrontation with Victor. I needed this respite, I acknowledged silently, and went along with her. We went to a famous salon, New York’s Creation, and immediately attended upon our arrival. We sat side by side while a hair stylist cut our hair. Shan opted for an effortless chic bob that is popular nowadays. The hairdo was characterized by slightly tousled, natural-looking waves with a curtain that looked good on her.

Olive's P.O.V. Hailey styled my hair in a curled pinned low bun with a braided crown. She pulled out a few well placed loose strands of hair to give it a sort of neatly messy look. She kept my makeup neutral, accentuating my natural beauty. She tinted my cheeks a light pink, painted my lips with a shiny lipgloss to make my red lips pop more. She highlighted my cheek bones as well as the tip of my nose while contouring the edge of my jaw and the sides of my nose.

After this, I may just give her the dress, as I would never be able to do the dress justice after seeing Rylee in it. Rylee did our hair and make-up. Rylee typically sported beautifully braided hair. However, for the event, Rylee decided to put her hair up in a low bun, using her braids to give it extra elegance. Rylee had curled my hair, choosing to keep the look simple, applying an intricate waterfall braid to make it more elegant. I was impressed with her ability to do our hair. It must be her surgical skills coming to play, as every braid was utter perfection.

I rolled my eyes. "If you truly loves you then your appearance won't matter." She smiled at me and nodded for me to continue. I slowly cut off her ponytail, Celestial covering her eyes almost the entire time. Her hair fell and framed her face, uneven in some areas. I continued to cut, being very careful to not mess up. When it was done her hair was almost like a pixie cut style but it didn't stay behind her ears and it was a bit longer than usual pixie cuts. Just a bit.

I closed my eyes as Lyla tied off the last lace. “Let’s do something special with your hair, Luna,” she murmured, leading me to the vanity. Her fingers were gentle as she worked through my thick waves of chestnut hair, brushing until they shone. She twisted it back in an intricate braid, pinning in moon-shaped clips that glinted in the lamplight. My hair fell like a waterfall over one shoulder, soft curls framing my face. It felt dignified, but with an elegance that suited tonight’s ritual.

Makes my eyes look more feline-like and it’s simple…’’ She smiled as she finished styling my hair, eventually taking two frontal locks, and pinning them together at the back of my head with a Harry Winston diamond barrette. ‘‘We’re done, Miss Cynthia… You can put on your dress now…’’ I thanked her once more on her way out and I got up, untying the knot that kept my silk robe closed, and letting it fall down my shoulders, dropping it onto my vanity chair.

I picked a pair of silver stilettos to match and a silver clutch too, I picked accessories to match and was ready for hair and makeup. "You guys really had to get a whole pack of lashes?" I scoffed. "To pick whatever your choice is." They grinned. " Okay, so where's the stylist and artist?" " Well you're looking at them." Cas rolled his eyes, arms outstretched. " Oh God!" I facepalmed. I finally got seated and Cas blow-dried my hair while it was still in the two braids, length retention I guess,before loosening them and applying some leave-in conditioner before brushing it and getting started on the cornrows.