Innocent Eye Makeup Novels & Stories

Emmet sighed silently and looked over to the empty case that was sat, hidden as it had been set up, in the corner of the room, staring into her own eyes, beginning to be lined with red from the number of nights that she had spent awake and suffering from nightmares, horror stories and all the terrible things that could possibly happen to her. Her purple eyeshadow, a lilac colour that she had chosen out today, was almost invisible, and she clenched her free fist at her side to prevent bringing her hand upto her face and rubbing at her eyes, the movement and motion definitely destined to ruin her makeup and send her into worse of a mood than she was already in.

The red rose coloured velvety off shoulder top with a flowy bottom. After dressing in it I got myself seated back in the room, in front of the mirror while my stylist was picking up brushes and lining up all the make up products on the table. She gave me a perfect light make up look, with a dark plum lipstick, blush matching my skin tone and a winged eyeliner. This was the first time I used lenses and the shade was tuning with everything. She did worked on this look for an hour. I was sleepy and could not keep track of how she was proceeding with the look. But it was perfect.

I could see in front of me fine though. "All done." "How much do I owe you ma'am?" "50 dollars. " "okay." I handed her the 50 dollars and waved as we went to the make- up store. The make-up store was on the 67th floor, and it was our last stop. It was what I expected. There were mirrors lined up for people to look at themselves, and sample stands. Then there were the actual products. There were a lot of things I didn't know about, or how to use so I only got the stuff I knew about. I got different colors of purple, blue, green, and black. I got eyeshadow, mascara, eye liner, lip gloss, lipstick, and blush. This took another 359 dollars. Blake now had 13 bags. He had 6 on one arm, and 7 on th

Everything they did was extra, as if they were trying to overcompensate and draw attention to her face where there was no scar. “Easy on the makeup.” Racheal frowned at the makeup artist. The last thing she wanted was to break out from all these cakey products. And her head was beginning to ache again, the support that the pressure from the bandage brought was no longer there. The makeup artist became so nervous her hand began to shake. Racheal sighed. She did not want to draw Nico’s attention to this. He would only scold and berate the makeup artist. “Just use nude colours, and a little bit from the oily products, no glitters too.” Racheal whispered to the makeup artist with a kind smile.

CHAPTER 46 “You look so beautiful mommy,” Lex said, admiring his mother who was staring at herself in the mirror while Anya and her team packed up their stuff. Anya had opted for a smokey eye makeup look that made Nancy’s beautiful hazel doe eyes brim perfectly on her face. Her foundation was a delicate blend of soft hues that perfectly matched her skin, giving it a radiant glow of elegance. A faint blush was applied to her cheeks making her as beautiful as ever.

I said, walking over and taking the box from her hands. As I opened it, my eyes lit up in awe. It was exactly how I imagined it last night before falling asleep. Five full makeup sets. All from the best brands. The kind you only see in glossy magazines or behind the glass of fancy downtown stores. Inside were liquid foundations with satin finishes from MoonSilk. A 24-color eyeshadow palette from LunaMuse with warm and glamorous shades. Creamy lipsticks in every tone from soft nude to bold red. Liquid eyeliner and eyebrow pencils from Nightfang Cosmetics. A full set of professional makeup brushes with black wooden handles and soft synthetic bristles. Glass-packaged blushes from Glowfang. Matt

I whispered. They have been more active lately, especially at night. Sometimes I wondered if they could sense the energy around us. The anticipation. The shift. The makeup artist arrived shortly after, laying out brushes like surgical tools. “What’s the vibe?” she asked. “Confident,” I answered. “Radiant and not over the top.” She studied my face thoughtfully. “Soft gold on the eyes with defined lashes and natural contour with a bold lip?” I hesitated. A bold lip meant a statement. “Yes,” I said finally. “But not red.”

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.

I paired it with three inches red pumps. I don't need makeup to look good. I ain't going to brag but I'm already naturally beautiful. Mommy said we were going somewhere so even though I didn't want to, I still put on makeup, just light. My eyeshadow is brown with a bit of maroon, my eyebrows are natural so there's no need to shave them off. My nose is straight and proudly pointed so I don't need a nose line. My eyes are hazel-colored so I don't need some contact lenses anymore. My lips are naturally red and plump, so I don't need lipstick, but I put it on anyway. My eyelashes are thick so I just put vaseline on them to make them stand up and look nice somehow. I braided my hair in two groups

She smiled awkwardly as she caught a glimpse of her mirror, not knowing if Sebastian would notice the change in demeanor. She decided to add a trace of makeup to complement her natural features. Her cheeks were touched with soft rosy blush, and her lips were ornamented with a delicate shade of light blue that matched the color of her gown. Her eyes were made to glow like stars in the night sky with a touch of shimmering makeup. With just a slight touch, Rose was looking as beautiful as ever.