Novelas y relatos de Huruf H Aesthetic

I locked up and then called an uber to McQueen's mansion which was located 2 hours from here meaning I would have to spend the night there because it would be too late to come home. I had taken a nap and was awoken by light tapping on the window. It was Jeffery, McQueen's security guard, once he saw me he opened the gates and the driver dropped me off by the entrance. I thanked him and walked up the stairs. I was really exhausted but the night was only starting. I went to Harush the makeup artist and sat in her chair. She admonished me for having braids because I couldn't wear a wig and then the process started. Stripping from my clothes I sat in a tiny bikini as Harush spray tanned my skin

“What are you thinking for the stormy aesthetic?” Harper asked curiously, holding up the deep winter swatches which include the colours: midnight, olive, expresso, silver, grey, charcoal, mocha, wine, brick red, ruby, Boysen berry, fuschia, magenta, mustard, honey, Ocea, dark green, forest, jungle, royal purple, mulberry, purple, royal blue, Aegean, and ceru lean. Knox snatched the swatches from her hand, spreading them across the desk like he was dealing a winning hand in a high-stakes game. His parrot green eyes darted over then, his lips moving silently as he processed each colour. “Stormy aesthetic,” he repeated, tasting the words. "Aye, it's got tae feel heavy. Atmospheric. No' just dar

The only difference was that they had almost opposite aesthetics. Aubrey was the pretty, cute lady you had no idea could claw your eyes out. She represented yellow, pink and all things girly, and always had a smile on. Hazel, on the other hand, had a dark aesthetic. Wore dark colours, especially red. Always had red lipstick on. Seductive but sweet, to only the people she cared about. She was also girly, but the other kind. And she would absolutely claw your eyes out. But that was the only difference in them. Their aesthetic. They loved the same things.

Argh! When I turn around, I was taken a back by a huge imagie in front of me. It looks like a wall, but it is really a person. So tall. I looked up him, he was looking forward. He had this messy brown-black hair that looks like he just got up from a sleep. He tried to keep it in place with those bandana headband, well, that looks better on him. He had those dazzling light-brown eyes that so breathtaking to look at. His face is flawless and he had this perfect jawline. Now I'm jealous, he's so beautiful. Okay stop Kevin, that's rude. Drooling over someone isn't right thing to do. I walked away.