Harry Styles Aesthetic 소설 & 이야기

He billowed around in a white gown and stopped next to Teddy, putting a hand on his shoulder. Teddy craned his neck around to look up at him as he stood, eyes closed, a mountain of hair and gown. Gorham’s hairstyle could best be described as ‘interesting’. On top, was a bundle of greying, bouncy curls, at the back of which hung long, straight, teased, and dry strands which rounded out like a platypus tail. It clearly needed an enormous amount of maintenance. It reminded Teddy of the over-the-top hairstyles of some 1980s popstars.

Hector pointed at himself. She patted his shoulder and said, “Hector, having a good taste is a great skill as well. After all, men and women have very different perspectives when it comes to fashion. You can precisely distinguish what kind of jewelry is suitable for girls, and it's a waste if you don't become a stylist.” “I don't know how to do makeup and styling,” Hector said with his mouth pouted.

On one page, I saw a boy gazing at a river, his face reflecting deep sorrow. Eventually, Ace paused at a drawing of a woman with her back turned, her hair styled in an updo. What struck me was the attention to detail – the way the light highlighted her hair, which stood out against the shaded parts of the drawing. I realized her hairstyle was unique in this town, where brown and black hair were the norm. She wore an edgy outfit, complete with a leather jacket and a skirt, reminiscent of my punk-inspired style.

As if they were still here, even if it happened decades ago. The noblewomen of the same age as Harriet and Harriet's mother no longer did overnight styling as the current trend was to style their hair in a neat bun. Overnight Styling would produce beautiful wavy hair, but the hair would flow freely, just like statues and old works of art from decades ago showed. Harriet's heart was warm. Sometimes, with Liam, she felt like she was traveling through time. After he finished combing Harriet's hair, Liam took a white scarf from the table he had prepared and started to roll it with Harriet's hair. He lifted the roll over Harriet's head so as not to disturb her sleep, and tied it tightly, without

Private rooms, champagne service, stylists who charged more per hour than most people made in a week. "I want her hair darker," Ares told the stylist, running his fingers through my brown locks in a way that made me shiver. "Rich chocolate, to bring out her eyes. And longer - extensions if necessary." Gods, I felt like I was getting a sexy head massage. "Don't I get a say in this?" I asked, though my voice came out breathier than I intended. His touch was doing things to me that I desperately wanted to ignore. "No," he said simply, his hand still tangled in my hair. "You wanted to look like you belong in their world. Trust me to get you there."

All I can do is stare at Darragh Ryan with bugged out eyes. Fate has to be playing a joke. My aesthetic is delicate, sweet, romantic, cottagecore. His aesthetic is—the pants I wore all last week are fine. No shirt, no shoes, no problem. Haircuts are for the weak. I kill things with my bare hands in human form. I’ve been through hell and seen the other side. Tingles race across my skin as my stomach drops. When does it end?

He began" What made you think this aesthetical style of clothing was suitable for this event and who came up with the idea? He tapped his pen noisily on the desk he sat with waiting for a response. It is rumoured that whenever Designer Park does that he is sure to be cooking up some fiery good design up in his mind. Jae Hwa and Hae Jin exchanged looks. They hadn't expected an essay part to modelling. "I came up with the idea." Jae Hwa answered truthfully. "It's young sexy, futuristic and full of energy what's not to like about this!" Hae Jin spouted confidently.

The girls excitement was to see if he was one of the hot ones to hook up, while guys on the other hand were excited to see which gang he would join, considering the rumours also mentioned him to be one of the high class. "What do you think will he look like? Will he have red flaming hairs with green eyes?" Sam asked with a girlish giggle, while the others joined in. "Or sandy blond wavy locks with ocean blue eyes!" "Are you dreaming of Harry Styles?" Riley asked incredulously to Christi, who looked baffled. "Harry Styles doesn't have sandy blond hairs! Get it together!" While the girls bickered on, Sam turned her attention to Agatha, who was busy scrolling through her I*******m. "What do yo

There were great foods and a few beers on our table, I guess drinking beer is an everyday thing on this island. Harry seemed comfortable with his head on my lap as he crossed his leg over the other. He had his eyes closed the entire time I was doing his hair and I think he had fallen asleep because he is slightly snoring. Harry has wonderful lashes, not too long and not too short as well, just resting perfectly above his cheek. He has a really nice nose line in a very manly structure that matched his face. He has plump pinkish lips parted slightly as he snores. He has arches brows with fine hair and a small scar on his eyelid. Harry had tanner skin and looked reddish too but he looked manlie

"You saw my interview?" "I was interested in it." In fact, Landon wanted to see why Aria accepted his investment, though he didn't reveal this. With a piercing gaze, he began, "Certainly, you have an outstanding style." Harry didn't quite understand. "My style?" "The oversized gold chains and watches." Landon didn't seem to understand Harry's taste as he gestured to his own bracelet. "It's unique." The other CEOs mentally chastised themselves. They would have dressed accordingly if they knew Landon appreciated such a style.