Femboy Makeup Guide Novels & Stories

she's always smiling. She starts with concealer, expertly dabbing and blending until the dark circles under my eyes vanish like smoke. Then comes the foundation, light but with a dewy glow, and a soft blush that brings color back to my cheeks. She shapes my eyebrows with swift strokes, Then she tackles my eyelids with warm bronze tones, smoked just enough to draw attention to my eyes. Finally, mascara and a sweep of berry red across my lips. I barely recognize myself when I open my eyes.

“Step three: what exactly?” “Step three is making him fall in love with every single detail. Eyeshadow, blush, lip gloss. And if you want, the secret weapon?” She leans close to her own camera, voice dropping to a mock conspiratorial whisper. “Mascara. Lots of mascara. He won’t even see straight.” I snort, brushing the mascara carefully across my lashes, trying to keep my hand steady. “Lots, huh? You sure he won’t think I’m overdoing it?”

I shimmer. “And there’s this.” Fleming has taken out a tube of glitter gel. Using a q tip, he carefully applies glitter to my lips and cheekbones. Then he sprays me with a setting spray. Sophie and Rachel stop by the open door of my room, dressed in pastel sparkling dresses. “You look like a goth queen,” Rachel says. I look again. “You’re so good at this,” I tell Fleming. “I took stage makeup for my costuming concentration,” he says proudly. “You look like a glittering moon goddess.”

Of course, looks more beautiful and safer than the previous dress. Once quite satisfied, the girl was led to her dressing table. Her blue eyes stared in amazement at the rows of make-up with famous brands. The last woman has started to apply make-up to Jazlyn's face. Black eyeliner, natural make-up and bright red lipstick. Jazlyn has changed from a twenty-two year old girl to a sexy and beautiful woman. And all that needs to be done is to go where he is on his mission. His first mission. ***

Gemma says Between her and Aylin, I have to say they did not disappoint. My makeup was dark and smoky, with just a little eyeliner to make my eyes pop, dark red lipstick, and just a light blush to add some color to my pale face. Aylin didn't go all out with contouring my face like she wanted to; she just used concealer under my eyes and a light face powder. Gemma had some of my hair braided into a crown that she laced some baby's breath and lavender flowers into, and the rest cascaded down my back in loose curls.

“Now, I would recommend putting on some makeup. Boys love a girl in makeup.” “I . . . I’ve never really worn makeup before,” I admitted. “Not a lot, anyway.” “Well, now’s a great time to start,” Emma said. “Go on!” I sat down at my vanity and looked at all my unused makeup supplies. Emma helped me put on a full face, guiding me step by step. She showed me how to put on contour and eyeshadow. I didn’t put on too much makeup, simply because I wasn’t used to it, but I put on just enough to tell I was wearing it. I sprayed my face with the setting spray. Emma looked at me through the phone and smiled.

I was a Luna Queen. The makeup artist, a young woman with expertly applied makeup herself, began her work. She applied a lightweight foundation that matched my skin perfectly, accentuating my fair complexion without masking my natural skin tone. This was followed by a blush that imparted a rosy glow to my cheeks, making my blue eyes pop. For the eyes, she chose a soft smoky look, which further amplified their azure depth. A few coats of mascara, and my eyes transformed into mesmerizing pools of sapphire. The makeup was completed with a pink lipstick that felt feather-light on my lips, giving them a naturally flushed look.

Makeup was quick but precise "foundation , a light touch of blush to give me that feminine touch , mascara to open up my eyes, and a bold lip that brought everything together. In a matter of minutes, I had transformed. I looked polished, elegant, and not at all like I had been sweating over a garden just hours earlier.

She had to be more careful with her make-up. About ten minutes later, Phoebe took off the mask. Looking at her face which had been moisturized by mask, she patted her face with both hands and tried to cheer up. She applied water and cream, and then applied base make-up cream, and patted them gently. Phoebe looked at herself in the mirror. She had to apply the foundation very carefully. Then she applied BB cream and covered the little freckles on her face with concealer. Phoebe began to draw her eyebrows, as if she was afraid of breaking them. Then she drew eyeliner carefully, on which there was a charming grey black eye shadow.

I am a virgin. I don’t have any experience going all the way, but everything felt so natural with him. I felt satisfied with the way my makeup turned out. I went for a smokey look with my eye shadow, emphasizing my green eyes. I applied liner to my lips but left them a beautiful nude color. I added some fake lashes that I had left over in my makeup bag. Then applied some mascara to make them even bigger and fuller looking. I added a little eyeliner to finish the look I was aiming for. It took a little time, but I finally had my foundation contoured just right. I added some highlighter and blush, finishing my makeup. Then I started on my hair.