Kelby Blush Blush Novels & Stories

He asks with a pleasant smile. “Shopping!” Kylie states and walks off “I’m sorry, my friend’s in a hurry,” I apologised and ran to catch up to her. “That was rude!” “He’ll get over it” She says now looking at tops. There’s one that caught my eyes, so I picked it out. A burgundy cropped blouse marked Babe would pair well with a high-waisted black jeans and shoe the same colour as top. My closet is full, which means I’m only gonna grab a few things.

I couldn’t help laughing, “Do I, now?” “Yes! But I want to smell like a princess!” She said, bouncing in her seat. The stylist’s eyes sparkled, “Oh, I can’t resist that!” She reached for a small palette and motioned for Neveah to hop up onto the stool, “Alright, little dove, we’ll make you the prettiest princess in the city, just a little sparkle, nothing too grown-up.” Neveah sat as still as she could while the woman dabbed soft pink blush onto her cheeks and added a touch of shimmer to her eyelids. When she was done, Neveah turned toward me with an excited grin.

But not in the public areas. Damn, we look good together! I'm checking us out in this floor-length mirror. My Keya and I look like royalty! Decked out in our black and red, even our hair matches our outfits. My pitch-black curls and her blood-red waves. Her only makeup is red lipstick. But her cheeks are naturally flushed from us eating her out in the shower. 😏

says Maliyah. “There now for the makeup.” She does the same as last time. Light foundation, eyes liner, mascara and blush. This time she adds a bit more silver to the smokey eyes. As she is finishing the last touches there is a knock on the door. Keila rushes to the door and opens it. My uncle Gabriel walks in. “Oh my dear you look beautiful. Your parents would be so proud of you. All of them.” He tries to hold back tears. “Stop you’re going to make me cry,” I give uncle a hug.

Juliane sat down without protest, and then Celine’s little makeup practice began. After Celine was done doing our makeup, Juliane asked to talk to me. We sat in her office after leaving the kids in their room. Juliane and I stared at each other for a moment as we both tried to suppress our laughter. We looked hilarious. Celine had decided that green lipstick and red eye shadow would look fabulous on Juliane with a bright pink blush. It was as though I was face to face with a clown, and I was sure she felt the same way.

She handed Jessie a teacup and sat down in the other chair. “Drink up while we discuss your specific style,” she says with a fond smile. “I’m thinking you’re a girl who likes soft pink. Am I right?” Jessie nodded as she takes a sip of the tea; it tasted odd. “Yes,” Jessie says, clearing her throat. “Warm colors suit me best.” “I see,” Elise says, sipping on her own tea. “I have a lot of soft colors over here. I’m thinking a warm pink blush on your upper cheekbones and maybe a darker color on your lower cheekbones?”

I engulfed her waist with one arm while the other stayed on her cheeks, as my thumb was still on her lips. Her cheeks, were bright pink, matching the colour of her lips. If there is something that adds more beauty to her, it’s not makeup, it’s her blush. She looks so damn beautiful. “I told you, I wouldn’t be able to control myself if you do that, didn’t I?”

She completes her eye makeup with mascara which lengthens and curls her lashes, making her eyes look sharper and sparkling. After finishing with the eyes, Juliana chose a soft peach blush to give her cheeks a slight rosy touch. She applied blush-on slowly to her cheekbones, giving her face a fresh and natural look. Juliana then moved to his lips. She chose a matte lipstick in a soft pink color to complete her feminine look. Carefully, she applies the lipstick flawlessly to her lips, ensuring that the contours of her lips are well defined and provide a dazzling finishing touch.

I was a Luna Queen. The makeup artist, a young woman with expertly applied makeup herself, began her work. She applied a lightweight foundation that matched my skin perfectly, accentuating my fair complexion without masking my natural skin tone. This was followed by a blush that imparted a rosy glow to my cheeks, making my blue eyes pop. For the eyes, she chose a soft smoky look, which further amplified their azure depth. A few coats of mascara, and my eyes transformed into mesmerizing pools of sapphire. The makeup was completed with a pink lipstick that felt feather-light on my lips, giving them a naturally flushed look.

“Why can’t you just call me Amy or Rose like everyone else does?” “Amber Rose is a perfectly elegant name,” I told her. “I find it more suitable for you. Now, tell me, can you get me one of your red lipsticks from the deluxe edition?” “Can you get me one of your red lipsticks from the deluxe edition?” Amber Rose repeated my words in a mocking baby voice. “Do you think the red deluxe line has only one shade? My company has over one hundred shades of red and twelve in the deluxe line. I’ll have to select a proper colour based on the skin tone you just described.”