Dani Divine No Makeup Novels & Stories

King enchanted by her beauty' as he said. Daniel was really nice with her during the whole time. Though he was a chatterbox, Grusha never minded it since it was the longest time anyone ever had talked to her. When Daniel saw the scars over her left eye and open shoulders he looked startled but tried his best to cover up his expressions but Grusha noticed it. He tried his best in concealing them making her skin look flawless and smooth. After doing her makeup, he started styling her hair. Daniel wanted to tie her hair to the back and give it a floral touch but Grusha decided against it, to leave them open since she was not still comfortable with showing her left eye. So, Daniel curled her hai

“Ouch.” “It’s nothing.” Those baby blues tried to dart back to the body, but he kept his hand at the base of her head and shifted closer, blocking her view. In the club earlier, she’d worn full makeup and infused all kinds of crazy volume in her long white-blond hair. Now, wearing no makeup, and with her hair pulled back in a ponytail, she looked incredibly young and fragile. Light freckles dusted her nose. Full, unadorned lips trembled open as she drew a breath.

We both sisters are stupid because she fell for those men who don't value us not even as a human. " just do minimal natural makeup and no I don't have any allergy problems. " I said when the beauty artist asked my make preference. I don't require heavy makeup, after all, I don't have dark spots or dark circles. I've even-toned skin, all thanks to my good diet and skincare.

“Thank God.” An hour later, Dani was dressed in an off- the- shoulder blousy top cinched with a silver concho belt over skinny jeans. She opted for slinky, flat sandals and Maggie helped paint her toes an emerald green to match her top. She piled her hair loosely in a messy bun on top of her head with just a few bobby pins. Just a touch of makeup completed the makeover. “There!” Maggie said, looking at Dani over her shoulder in the big cheval mirror. “You look stunning!”

She edits almost everything she captures of herself today. Dainiel also wore a make-up filter and styled it to look natural so no one could notice it was a filter since she only wore a lip tint and a little brush of her eyebrow. Besides having dark spots, pimples, oily skin, and chubby cheeks, her face is full of flaws.

She stopped in front of the suited bouncer by the door. She didn’t even have to open her mouth. She merely smiled at him, and he let her in without a word. Dani had never been refused at the door before. Her good looks were something she’d learned to use to her advantage, though she wasn’t always proud of it. The slightest guilt nagged at her at all the groaning and complaints behind her before the heavy bass music drowned them out. “Hey gorgeous!” A tall blonde woman standing behind a table lined with masks greeted her. “You need to be wearing a mask before we can let you in. Do you already have one?”

He left after Matthew gave him a nod but without the money. Diane was now dressed in a nice black sundress that showed off every curve just right. Her makeup was now on. It was light and added to her beauty but the makeup wasn’t necessary. Diane was beautiful even without the makeup. Though Matthew was not sure what made him want this women more then others.

“The opening ceremony for Love Me If You Dare is today at noon! It's almost eleven! And worst of all: my agent just told me now. It takes at least fifty minutes to get to the Dan Inn Hotel—and I'm going to appear on camera without makeup?!” Henrique looked at her for a moment and replied without hesitation: “Why not? Your face without makeup is enough.” Helena blinked, stunned. It took her a few seconds to realize what he had just said. “What...?” she murmured, her voice breaking. Henrique just shrugged, impassive. She coughed, embarrassed, feeling her face flush. "Um... thank you for the compliment, Mr. Ballmer... But... it's rude to show up without makeup at these events.

“Wonderful. So basically I’m ruined.” “You already look stressed enough to pull it off.” She glared at him instantly. A faint smirk almost appeared on David’s face again. The next few hours became preparation. And honestly… Daniella hated every second of it. They dressed her differently first. The glamorous clothes disappeared completely. Instead, they put her inside oversized faded clothing with tears around the sleeves and dirt stains across the fabric. Heavy makeup was brushed beneath her eyes to make her look exhausted. Bruises were painted carefully along her neck and arms while fake cuts were added around her knees.

Anna, I have stitches behind my ear. I have concealer and a very good highlight. come. I look like I lost a fight. Because you DID lose a fight and you survived it so we’re celebrating. I'll do your makeup myself. COME.* I stared at the ceiling for another three seconds. I got up and opened my closet. I found something fitted and low-cut that I hadn’t worn in months, stepped into heels that I probably had no business wearing with bruised ribs, and went downstairs. Dani was on the couch.