Novel & Cerita Doa Pakai Bedak Agar Terlihat Cantik

“You should go and dress up, you know. It is starting soon. Tell the make up people to be done in twenty minutes or even faster.” It better not take forever or else she will be doing her ritual bare faced. Though, she doesn’t really need make up. Her features are very beautiful. You know, all dainty and cute too. A false front and facade for her hot headedness and dark side.

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 was born with a natural beauty. She looked good both in makeup and without makeup. But most of the time, in order not to be so special, she still chose to put on makeup. She had no choice but to do so, in order not to be different from others. Makeup was indeed a magical thing. It could make the skin turn white and good, and also make people look fresh. Sometimes, when Cora was in a bad condition, a light makeup could cover her tired face, which was convenient and efficient.

That evening, she tried to push her fears aside. It was 8 p.m., and the town was alive with celebrations. The temple courtyard was filled with people, eager to witness the classical dance performances. She sat in front of the mirror backstage, preparing herself. Her slender fingers carefully rubbed kajal around her big, expressive eyes, creating a striking wing that accentuated their beauty. She repeated the process for her other eye, ensuring symmetry, then placed a small red tilak between her eyebrows. With her makeup complete, she glanced at herself in the mirror. Her reflection stared back, confident yet burdened. She forced a smile, trying to suppress the storm within her, and took a de

"Who did this?" he demanded. Ida is both amazed and shocked. She was not expecting anyone to see past her makeup. Everyone saw how she looked and a few of them even complimented her. But no one knows that she doesn't like attracting attention to herself. She'd rather remain as a wallflower than become popular. She wanted to just work and wanted to be left alone. But still, she is forced to apply makeup and doll herself up today. 'Beauty is deceiving. Put on an expensive dress and cake your face with makeup, and done. No one will bother to look past that mask '

I thanked him and move over to take care of my makeup. As I stood in front of the mirror, I felt a rush of excitement building up inside me as I began to apply my makeup. With each stroke of the brush, I transformed my features, highlighting my captivating eyes and enhancing my natural beauty. The foundation blended seamlessly into my skin, giving it a healthy glow that radiated from within.

I'm getting ready to meet him, and I want to look my absolute best. I stand in front of the mirror, carefully applying my makeup. I opt for a sultry, smoky eye, accentuated by a touch of shimmering gold. My lips are painted a bold shade of crimson, perfectly matching the fiery desire burning inside me. With each stroke of the brush, I feel myself transforming into the irresistible woman I've always wanted to be.

Now we just landed in Dubai and speak of the devil she's stirring awake "Well fuck that was quite some nap," she says yawning and I hide my snicker behind my newspaper. She sits up and starts looking around the room "Wait," she says taking in the scenery as well as the unfamiliar dress I picked out for her before we left I won't lie I had a hard time with her skincare/makeup routine. I know she washes her face with face soap then a quick rinse adds some toner and then some oils and then there's the foundation and primer, she uses as well as this pink blush she likes. She always uses this light rosy lipstick so I put that on but as for her false lashes she has to cut me out on that