Keeley Jones Makeup Novels & Stories

From the pig tails down to the netted dress with nothing underneath. "You good, Calla?" Looking through the mirror, Kimberly was looking at me concerned. "I've had better days, but thank you." I answered. She walked over and grabbed my make-up sponge and concealer. "What are you doing?" I asked. She rolled her eyes before applying the cream to my face and dabbing it under my eyes. "I, too have had my fair share of crying and concealer is my hero. You make more money than all of us so you have nothing to worry about."

“I’m sorry Alex couldn’t come. If I could have figured out a way, I would have-” “Kel, stop thinking that all of this other drama is on you. It isn’t. This is some weird hormonal crap that woman” She pointed to upstairs “has issues with, not you, never you.” I nodded because in some ways I knew she was right. “I’m going to say it one more time, lets's get down to business, please tell me I can do your makeup.” Reese had more makeup on even now and I was never allowed to have some. “I don’t have any.”

“My pleasure. Next go around let’s break in the reclining chair in your living room. Oh, and for that one? I’ll want you to wear a brown suit coat. And the Scooby Doo boxers.” Keely insisted on driving her truck to the hotel, mumbling about getting stuck in the city without a means to escape. After they’d checked in, Jack donned a different suit. It amused him to see Keely fussing as she readied herself for the cocktail party. She rarely primped—she didn’t need it, she always looked utterly breathtaking—but she took extra time with her makeup. She sighed. “Should I put my hair up?” He moved behind her in the big bathroom mirror and kissed her shoulder. “No. Your hair is beautiful the way it

Every time tears begin to form in my eyes she yells at me about messing up the makeup that she is applying to my face. Once she is done with my make-up she squeals loudly and claps her hands together loudly. "You look amazing!" She yells out loudly. Looking in the mirror I have to admit that Kayla did a wonderful job. I can barely recognize myself. My dark hair is flowing down my back in waves. Kayla has done my make-up with a dark smokey eye and deep red lipstick. It isn't a look that I would normally go for but for tonight I think it suits the occasion.

I must be a fool to love him this much . " Alexis , get out already . We're getting late for the class . " Kayla yelled from outside . " Since when do you care about going to class on time ? " I yell back as I apply winged eyeliner and lip gloss. A few of Kayla's habits definitely rubbed off on me , like applying some makeup everyday . Though I did the minimal , I think it looked quite pretty and wonder why I've never done it before . Makeup can really make or break your face depending on the one who's applying it .

I laughed. Cleo sat me down and whizzed through my hair and makeup. I thought she was going a bit over the top to say we were only supposed to be having a few drinks. My hair was normally pin straight; Cleo had added waves throughout. Make up normally I wear nothing or a very light layer, so little so people wouldn't normally notice that I was wearing it. Now I have full concealer, foundation, blusher, bronzer, full silver and black eyes. The full works. "Gorgeous," she smiled happily stepping back and admiring her work.

"As for these small paillettes, they will make you look a little vulgar. We can change them into feathers and stick them to the corners of your eyes, and then sprinkle a layer of gold powder on them." As Cassie Garsia spoke, she quickly put on her makeup. The moment she stopped, even the makeup artist next to her widened her eyes. They had never seen Jones Davis like this. For a long time, Jones Davis had been known as a Barbie in the world. It was the first time that they had seen such an ethereal side of her. Jones Davis looked at herself in the mirror and opened her mouth slightly, unable to speak. "You"re amazing." As a nonage, she subconsciously spoke her mind.

Easy tiger,’ I threw it back to her and continued scrolling on my phone. Furrowing her brows, Kaylee looked at me through the mirror as she continued doing her makeup, ‘Are you going to get ready?’ ‘My makeup and hair is done!’ It was, I’d already done a brown smokey eye, completed it with a neutral pink-brown lipstick, and curled my hair to be more defined, pinning it half-up to frame my face nicely. ‘You’re in joggers and a baggy T-shirt,’ Sammy said, disgusted. Laughing, ‘I’ll change in a minute.’

Kelly said as she wondered into my room without knocking. “I can’t help it! I have no idea how I am going to last being in the car for days!” “It is hours, not days! Don’t be so dramatic!” Kelly said laughing at me. “How do I look?” I asked. Kelly picked out my outfit for me. She chose to keep it business but sexy still. I have on a black pencil skirt that ended just below my knees, a white button up with a black blazer and black red bottom heels. She had my hair curled and put into a low messy bun with a few whispies around my face. She kept my makeup simple with foundation, blush, a light smoky eye and mascara. It has been so long since I actually had any makeup on. It was like I was looki

She looked at her leather jackets and decided to go with a long sleeve black leather, a white crop top inner top that will flaunt her rock-solid abs with her belly ring, and the skin-tight jeans with three-inch square heels black ankle boots. For her makeup she decided to go for something bold, red cherry lips stick, smoky eye, well-carved eyebrow and her beach blonde hair cascading down her back with the left side plaited into a corncrow. It took her a while to do the cornrow but she did it. Well, all the lessons from her roommate paid off. Lightning twirled around in front of her vanity mirror. " I look hot, " she muttered into the room. Shelby scoffed with her hand folded across her chest