Gene Simmons Makeup Novels & Stories

*** THREE HOURS LATER I didn’t look like myself in the mirror. Simone has turned me into someone who fit in with Damien's world, the designer dress that likely cost more than my car, hair coiffed in artful waves, makeup to make me look radiant instead of exhausted. I looked expensive. Confident. Like a woman who married for love, not desperation. "Perfect," Simone said. "You look like you belong with him." I didn’t belong anywhere.

She protested. "Miss Mclewin is my business partner Baby. I choose her to be the face people see because I want a quiet life. All that social media paparazzi and popularity will do me no good." He said touching her cheeks. "Or don't you think so?" "I don't understand, my bracelet and earring, they are from....." "From Tarvan Jewellery, Yes." Simon replied. Paige walked over to the arm chair and sat down with a confused facial expression. "Simon Kentley, how many businesses do you own?" She asked, folding her arm under her bosom with a serious expression.

Her sneakers offered both style and functionality, providing the necessary support for her feet as she navigated the various sports and games planned for the day. With her outfit complete, Sophia turned her attention to her hair and makeup. She opted for a natural and effortless look, allowing her inner radiance to shine through. A quick brush through her locks gave her a tousled yet polished appearance. For makeup, she chose a light touch—subtle foundation to even out her complexion, a touch of mascara to accentuate her lashes, and a hint of lip gloss to enhance her smile.

With that, she turned and headed back upstairs, ready to prepare for an evening that meant everything to her. Simon parked his car in the driveway, suspense mingling with the evening air. Inside, Gemini stood before the mirror, her heart racing as she admired her reflection. Josie, the talented makeup artist, had worked wonders, and she couldn’t help but feel a surge of confidence. “You look stunning,” Josie declared, stepping back with a satisfied smile. Gemini’s lips curled into a smile; she truly did look amazing. The makeup was flawless, enhancing her natural beauty. “I love the dress, Sissy,” Gemini said, her fingers gently tracing the fabric that hugged her curves. She placed a tender

She studied my face and hair for several minutes before nodding to herself. "We're going for powerful but approachable," Simone declared. "Sophisticated with an edge. You want people to see you as both brilliant and trustworthy." She went to work on my hair first, creating elegant waves that cascaded down my back. Then came the makeup, a process that took nearly an hour. Simone layered foundation, contour, highlighter, all with practiced precision. My eyes were defined with subtle smoky shadow that made them appear larger and more striking. My lips were painted a deep rose that complemented the emerald dress perfectly.

Miley replied, "I agree with their opinion. It looks a little weird, but you still look good." Lindsay felt defeated and rejected. After a while, Simon rang the doorbell. When the door was opened, both Simon and Cleveland were stunned. Makeup was really a piece of art. It could change an ugly person into someone good-looking, and it could also make a babyface look mature and sexy. Simon looked at Lindsay and pursed his lips. His eyes fell on her dress for a second and he quickly raised his head, not daring to look further down. Seeing this, Lindsay blinked and then Simon coughed lightly.

she wondered, finding Ariel a little unfamiliar as she watched the latter get out of the car. … After finishing her work for the day, Simone headed over to the restaurant in a hurry. While she was in the car, she purposely removed her makeup to tone down the bold look she had on earlier. She only left a faint application on her brows, emphasizing her natural beauty. She'd gone on a diet for a month in advance for the sake of this role, further slimming down her already slender figure. At the moment, she was exuding a delicate grace with her white shirt on.

"Don't make this ugly." "Why so tense?" A familiar voice drifted over. I turned. Scott was walking toward us, smiling, one arm draped around Simone's shoulders. Simone wore a custom evening gown studded with scattered diamonds. The most eye-catching things were the twenty-four sapphires sewn into it. "I'm not upset anymore," she said sweetly. "Why is Fiona still making a fuss? Here, let me take you inside myself." Simone grabbed my hand and squeezed hard. The sharp edge of the gemstone on her ring dug into my palm. I winced and yanked my hand back.

“Gross.” “If he were here, and you’d hadn’t met him yet, he might have latched onto Amanda, Bri, or even Kirsten.” Kimia’s eyes strayed over to Simon Jones across the gym. He was laughing and stretching with his girlfriend, Kirsten Moss. Her eyes began to rake over Simon’s buff body. I shook my head at her. “You need a new crush.” “Probably, but he’s just so,” Kimia sighed, “attractive.” I snapped my fingers in front of her face. “Hey!”

Yes, the average person could get in if they had the money, but he catered to the likes of celebrities and hotel moguls and such. "What if he doesn't like me?" Kimmy snorted and shook her head. Today she was wearing a simple pair of jeans and a cute crop top but still looked stunning as hell. Her hair was made up in a messy bun that looked flawlessly perfect on her and her makeup was minimal. She had on a clear gloss and nude eyeshadow with some mascara and eyeliner. I wore a cute halter crop top with a pair of jeans and brushed my hair and let it hang down in waves. I did my makeup as I usually did with eyeliner, mascara, and a clear gloss.