Corny Collins Hairspray Movie Mga Nobela at Kwento

“You already got a shirtless man, princess.” She gives me a long, obviously fake once-over. “Mmm… yeah but Momoa’s got that god-tier hair. You got hat hair and trauma.” I nearly choke on a laugh. “Hat hair and trauma, huh? Real nice. I’m pouring my damn heart out with this popcorn selection and you’re fantasizing about Aquaman.” “Hey,” she says, tossing a box of Sour Patch into the cart. “If the shoe fits, cowboy.” “I don’t need a shoe to fit, baby. I just need you on my lap when the credits roll.”

“I loved this dress. It was my hoe days before I met Dom. Either way, it should be perfect for where you are going.” “Perfect. Do a dramatic eye and make me look sexy as hell.” “Plan on it!” She gave me an evil smirk as I sat down at the vanity. We only had little time before the guys came, so she did my face and pulled the front of my hair back and used bobby pins to pin it behind my ears and left the back down. She straightened it all before finalizing everything with a layer of hair spray. I had just made it to the bathroom when the door opened. Dom and Damian were here.

“I’m going to have to retake all those shots. She looked stiff as a board.” “Carl, she’s doing great,” I argued. Carl shrugged before turning toward his assistants. “Turn those fans down! They’re supposed to look like they’re riding outdoors, not in a hurricane. I want to emphasize the clothing, not the hair.” The makeup person stepped in, powdering my nose while another woman attacked my curly blond hair, teasing it and spraying it even more than it already was. It was going to take me a week to get the crap out of my hair. The wind-blown look always meant a gallon of hairspray.

“You say that about every guy that you see.” “But this time, I mean it!” Courtney gathers her blonde hair in a ponytail in front of her locker. There are hairpins sticking out of her lips as she talks. “He was ridiculously attractive, and his butt?” she rolls her eyes and sighs dreamily. “I wish I had snapped a picture...”

Her fluffy hair was suddenly curled but everyone knew it wouldn't stay like that very long. "Look at you, Ms. Sunshine." Allison joked while smirking. Julia helped Coral off the stool and stepped up, I watched Irma start to help Coral with her make up while I stepped in the dressing room. I stripped off my clothes, well my jeans and Eli's hoodie. I take a whiff of his scent, feeling my nervous muscles slacken. I pull the blood red dress over my head and gulp in the mirror.

Ravine was seated with Dan and Zayn in silence when they all turn around to see yet another rocking fit of Cassandra. "How are you pulling these off so easily? I'm jealous, Johnson." Ravine says, to which Cassandra winks and replies, "Because I'm a Johnson." "Ey!~" the boys howl at her response, proud as well. But someone was not half as proud. The rolled newspaper strikes Cassandra's hair by a person. "Who the fu—" Cassandra turns around to yell at the person who 'almost' ruined her hair she spent many minutes setting it to perfection.

I booked the movie, namely ' IT Chapter 2', as I suppose she must've seen the first one already, and luckily, I got the seats, and most luckily, we had the chance to sit beside each other. I was already waiting for Astrid on the college gate. She reached there on exactly 7. She was looking so beautiful, because she today didn't tie her hair, and they were landing beautifully on her shoulders. "What's with your hairs today?" I asked. "I was late, so didn't get time" she said. She gave me a rubber band. "Tie them" she said. "M-me?" I asked. "Yes" she said. I took the band and took her hairs in my hand. Her hairs were soft like silk. I tied it in no time.