Dear Me Lip Gloss Novels & Stories

"Thank you, Ava. For everything." She smiles back at me. "You are welcome, always." "I need to go see Ric," I say glancing at my wristwatch. It is a few minutes to 2:00 pm and I am not even hungry. "Wait." She tells me, fumbling for something inside her bag and I wait patiently. "You need this more than I do." She hands me a tiny lip gloss and I instinctively sweep my tongue on my lips. They feel so dry, almost cracking.

Let it imprint, don't try to erase Let it be eternal, in a frame called memories Days passed, hours turned, minutes turned, and seconds ran. Three more days for the competition, and today Aiys has to finish all the packaging. Aiys looked at every corner of the room. The rooms are white in color combined with some real or organic greenery. "Goodbye room," Aiys said trying hard.

The supposed thrill and excitement. I felt a thrill alright but then again, I wasn't stupid like the bad boys’ female interests. Nothing good could come out of getting involved with my stepbrother. I'll be damned if I do. I gave my hair one more brush then fluffed it. I stared into the mirror for another minute, my choice finally decided on. “Hair down it is.” I picked up my favourite red lipstick, one of the trendy MAC cremesheen lipstick. I got it at a fifty percent off discount from a hjj some months back and I've been obsessed with it ever since. The colour was perfect for my skin tone and lip shape.

I couldn't stop thinking about him. God, Romeo, what have you done to me? "I’m looking good," I said to myself happily as I stared at my reflection in the full-length mirror in my room. My eyebrows furrowed when I noticed that my lips looked a bit dull. I think I have some lip gloss. I quickly checked my drawers, and I was glad to find the lip gloss Joey, my best friend, gave me. The funny thing is that today is the first time I’m using it—I just kept it in my drawer since Joey gifted it to me.

As for my face, I just do my normal skin care routine and an all in one moisturizer (COSRX) that gives me the glow that I desire on my face, then kajal to line my water line because there is a way it makes my eyes pop and I really love it. For my lips, I lined it with a brown lip pencil because Aurora kept on insisting then I added a little bit of gloss because I was going to eat and lipgloss can be so embarrassing when things touch it, and I am trying so hard not to embarrass myself at this breakfast table, so I eradicated every possibility in advance.

"Is this a gift?" "Yes." "Would you like a bag? We have a cute holiday one—" "Fine." She put the card in a small bag. Handed it to me. I cleared the amount. Turned to leave. Stopped. Turned back. "What else?" She looked confused. "I'm sorry?" "What else do sixteen-year-olds like? From here." "Oh. Um..." She smiled again. Walked toward a rack near the back. "These lip glosses are really popular. And this cleanser. Oh, and these face masks... teenagers love these."

He smiled and I was about to just open the door and get my frustrated ass out when he said, “You're forgetting to apply your lip gloss” I licked my lips and pulled out the lip gloss again, I saw my lips in the mirror and noticed how swollen it had become. I stared at Liam who was watching me with a grin. Before I could ask what he was staring at, he said, “You're beautiful with lipstick and all, but I prefer you use the lip gloss so I won't have to deal with the double problem” I raised my brows, “Double problem?” “Fear of ruining your lipstick and this” he pointed at his bulge and my eyes widened. I didn't wait for another second when I rushed out of the car, I could hear his laughter, and

Some people greeted together and April looked at where that was coming from. The greetings were coming from the department where they mixed materials used to make lipsticks, lip glosses, and lip balms that would later go to the 'makeup department' where they'd be refined and made into the lip products we all know of. April smiled. It was a smile of satisfaction. They were already in their makeup coats and had started mixing the new color materials they were set to launch in a few weeks. She walked to her private elevator and got in. She walked to the seat and sat on it.

Instead of a bold lipstick, I wanted something more subdued, a hint of color that would enhance my natural lip shade. I selected a soft, rosy lip gloss that provided a subtle sheen and a touch of moisture. As I applied the gloss, I reveled in its silky texture, its dewy finish reflecting the light in a captivating manner. It added a delicate touch of femininity to my overall look, without overpowering the simplicity I sought. With each stroke and application, I maintained a light touch, mindful not to overdo it. I wanted the makeup to enhance my features, to highlight my natural beauty rather than overpower it.

As he spoke, he handed me a charming little paper bag. I took it and peeked inside. Good heavens. Inside was a Shu Uemura lipstick, one from YSL, and others from Dior and Chanel. I stared at him, my eyes wide with surprise. "What’s the occasion for all these gifts?" "You always wear lipstick to class, don't you?"