Julia Fox Bleached Eyebrows Novels & Stories

Teddy Bear💜: Alright, I’ll be there soon, babe. A giddy smile tugged at my lips. After my morning shift, I’d begged Julia for help with the ultimate surprise. I wanted to blow Tarzan’s mind. So I was completely transformed. Thankfully, I had the money that Helen gave me and went all out for the look. I had a new hairstyle that featured green highlights. I’d gone full emo-girl makeup that includes fake helix piercings and ab eyebrow cut. My outfit, black blouse that hugged my chest accentuating my cleavage with a confident touch.

An annoying nasally voice came. Scarlett knew exactly who it was before she even turned, Keira Jeoffrey, the pack slut to be precise. With her bleached blond hair, extra-long acrylics, Botox filled face, heavy false lashes and her breasts that were slightly bigger than Scarlett’s thanks to her three boob jobs. She was the life-size Barbie from hell. Dressed in the tiniest hot pink dress one could find and her make up was garish clashing with her fake tan. Scarlett was sure she would be having nightmares tonight… Even Elijah was staring. He had seen her two years ago… but the transformation was… ghastly. How had he ever slept with that thing? He thought.

“Nana is still on the market and she will be out for a while. That’s for sure!” Lirah stares at the girl once again. But this time, she acknowledges her presence and observes her. “W-who are you?” “I am Joanne…” the girl said after taking a step toward her direction. Joanne has this weird black makeup under her eyes which she couldn’t imagine would suit anyone but her only. “Ah, this?” she asks while pointing to her hair. “This is called wolf cut. This haircut is popular nowadays, so I tried it!” Joanne has this weird ash blonde in several strands of her hair, the perfect upward eyebrows suit her well, she also has double eyelids and a little fat chin, which makes her cute even if she has th

Trust me when I say that my visions are the stuff of nightmares. Trying to control my breathing, I place the cover on my cherry lip gloss and fluff out my long, pin-straight dark hair. “I’m fine. Sorry, I didn’t sleep much last night. My mom made me sit through practice for Miss. Arcata High competition.” Juliet rolls her crystal blue eyes and adjusts her long wavy hair. I’ve always admired Juliet’s hair with its gorgeous natural highlights; caramel, copper, and dark brown colors. She’s really hot. “Seriously, your mom needs to stop trying to make you a Barbie doll copy of her.”

Julien's voice was rough and low pitched. She sank in the towel wrapped up her whole body and stepped out of the bathroom. Fortunately, she didn't find Julien around maybe he was downstairs giving her privacy. She took out her full sleeve tweed jacket and pants to wear with a flat slipper on. She doesn't usually wear makeup but today she wore a little pink shade blush on her cheeks and a little dark brown lipstick to make her less attractive. She didn't want to stand out at the table.

My rebirth. My hair was chopped to a sleek, shoulder-brushing cut dyed the color of ashes mixed with silver. Elizabeth styled it with a precision only years of high-end training could produce. The sharpness of the cut and the tint reshaped my entire face. She used contouring to lift my cheekbones, make my jaw slimmer, hide the softness pregnancy had left behind. Then, she bleached my brows and darkened them again into an unfamiliar arch that made my eyes icy, predatory, mysterious. “I don’t believe this,” I whispered, my voice cracking slightly.

She said in a British accent and we laughed at our miserable British accent. "I would love to joke on my failing accent but unfortunately Nelson texted me that he's here." Julia said as she styled my hair, it was straight and soft brown hair. My glasses were out and my eyes lids have dark and gold eyeshadow, my lips are in matte purple and red. I didn't put on the dress only makeup because the flight is going to take a day and I'm going to be uncomfortable sitting on my dress for hours. "Since when you guys are texting?" I said as she looked anywhere else except me.

“But you will love the effect.” I looked in the mirror and studied my two caterpillar-like eyebrows. “Okay,” I agreed. “Just don’t make too big of a change. I don’t want anyone to think I’m trying to be something I’m not.” When Jennifer was finished with the tweezers, there was a subtle change to my face. My brows were still thick, but they didn’t grow together anymore, and they were nicely shaped. “Now, the first thing people will notice is your lovely eyes,” Jennifer said with a smile. “Is there anything else I can do for you, Miss Wilson?”

Over time, her identity evolved through various personas, allowing her natural blonde hair to return briefly. Now, her hair was dyed a rich chocolate brown and cut short, curling just above her shoulders. As her fingers brushed the ends, the color caught and shimmered in the overhead lights. Britney and Jessica had assured her the color suited her, though Jenny thought it made her appear too severe. Dropping her gaze, she realized the transformation made her look startlingly like Mother. With brown contacts and styled hair, her resemblance to Jessica and Mother was striking. Britney taught her how to darken her eyebrows to complement the new hair color, while Jessica introduced her to bronze

I wanted a smart-ass remark or a bitchy dig at me, anything to tell me she was okay physically and mentally. “I’ll take that as a no, but in case you change your mind. Juliana has Sable’s eyes if you want to see them. It’s pretty gross, but I have the feeling it’s right up your alley.” I said and saw the slightest flicker of interest in what I was saying as her eyes darted in my direction briefly before turning back to the ceiling. “I cut them right out of her head. It was disgusting.” “I wish I could have seen that,” Jackson whined but quickly composed himself again, remembering his position.