Fantasia Hairstyles 2023 Novels & Stories

I'd thought she was mainly joking, but she wasn't smiling, she was deadpan serious. Rather than addressing the confusing issue, I went straight upstairs to check for Felza. However, just before I could climb up the stairs, Felza strode down, her beauty catching me in my throat. I took a few steps backwards, wanting to have a full view of her elegant beauty. Unlike ladies who liked dressing like a white swan, Felza was dressed in a black, flowing gown. Her hair was styled in a messy bun, and there was a slight blush on her cheeks. I gulped, swallowing hard at the sight of the beauty before me.

As soft and gentle as she was, it was near impossible to get information out of her if she wasn't willing to divulge it. As for me, I also did a similar hairstyle to Rosa's, except that my hair had first been braided, before it was then wrapped into a knot at the back of my head. Something simple and yet elegant. I dusted on a little shiny makeup on my eyelids, cheeks, and exposed shoulders. I wanted to be incredibly beautiful for the festival.

I mean he got me a glam squad to help me get ready. "So we will start with your hair and make-up, April can you do her hair? Blair you start on th make-up and Blair I want a beautiful and flawless make-up, I want a natural look with peach lips. She has beautiful face and I want to see it, make sure those gorgeous eyes pop, time is money, let's get to it people." Fiona said. "So I have three dresses to pick from, if you don't like them I can have three more dresses coming our way." She said .

The advertising world was far more cut-throat and Jasmine spent most of her working days living on the edge. Different lives, different needs, different natures, different...even in looks. Favour's hair had been very blond in her childhood and she'd kept it blond with the help of a good hairdresser. She kept it short, too, its thick waves cleverly cut and styled to ripple attractively to just below her ears. Having inherited their father's blue eyes and skin that tanned to a lovely golden honey, she always looked sunny and vibrantly alive. Dark and intense were the words more often attached to jasmine. Her hair was a very deep rich brown, as wavy as Favour's but worn long.

And before he knows it, she will be out of the palace and deep into the Forbidden mountain where she will put another barrier of spell so he can’t find her. As she turned off the faucet, she heard the door open. She could hear his heavy footsteps. Looking at herself in the mirror, she checked her appearance again. Seeing in the mirror was her beautiful face. Her blue eyes appear bigger than usual since her lashes gotten longer. Viewing her figure as an hourglass shaped, she puts her hand on her waist. Her waist is tiny with her slender wide hips. Tightening up her corset with her wind power, and her breast looks bigger than they already are. She pushes her breast up to where her nipples near

What kind of hairstyle is… oh my God… ha ha ha… how did you even get your hair to stand like…ha ha ha… Vee, you look like a clown faced rainbow Maleficent with extra and makeup. I smiled proudly and smoothen my cool hairstyle. I was messing around with my hair and boom! My hair stood up like Maleficent's; I look spectacular! 'Isn't it beautiful? I did it myself,' I said proudly. 'Obvi, you are in crazy mode, aren't you?' 'Crazy mode? I don't have any mode,' I argued. She and many kept saying I have modes. 'You have baby mode, cute mode, sexy, stern, just humorous, smart, deadly, angry psycho punchie punchie, elegant princessa, voracious snapper, cook freak mode—.'

I smirked, finger quoting the last three words. "Well, I am almost falling in love with you in that dress and I am definitely not into girls. So if you are looking all yummy to me, trust me Christian would definitely eat you up. Makaila, you look smoking hot." Rita said and I couldn't help but laugh. "Well, I can't wait. By the way have you decided on hairstyles. You and I know am old fashion." I shrugged. "Well I was thinking we shouldn't go all fancy. We have had our hair all straight through out. Why don't we curl it. Curling it would be really beautiful, especially for a long and full raven hair like yours." Rita said.

The Spaghetti Straps are so fine and loaded with delicate sequins. The more she looks at the dress, the more she feels like a bride and thinks that it is a little too much for a gala evening. Esme also took care of her hair and let it fall freely on her back. Large curls give it volume and make it look like a fairy from a Shakespearean story.

"Braids? A ponytail? Or maybe something special?" Madison's reflection in my dresser mirror showed me her serious face. "Could you make it look like a princess?" she asked finally, her voice small but hopeful. "Like the kind in the books Alexander likes, with the hair that looks like it's made of sunshine?" "I think we can definitely make you look like a princess," I said, kissing the top of her head. "What kind of princess style were you thinking?" Madison twisted around to face me. "Could you braid it? But not regular braids—the fancy kind that go around like a crown? I saw it in one of your magazines, the one with the lady in the pretty dress."

I say, shocked. “Just…” Daniel continues, his voice low and unbelieving. I turn to look him, my eyes as wide as saucers. “Did your dad just smack my ass?” A few hours later, Fiona is putting the finishing touches on my hair. I groan a little as she pins the last piece into place, finishing it off with some hairspray. My entire scalp hurts, each strand of hair having been combed and tugged and curled and pinned and sprayed. The hairdo is a triumph, of course. It’s so elaborately curled and swept up delicately off my shoulders that I look like I could be getting married.