Mlp Blush Novels & Stories

Well, originally it was ten but after a lot of whines and threats, she obliged. So here we are; inside Sephora trying to decide whether the pink or the red blush is better for my complexion... "Lora please... I'll do literally anything for this torture to stop. I am begging you..." I said for what seemed to be the hundredth time today. "Ok, fine! But we are getting both blushes. I can't work under such pressure!" she said dramatically and walked over to the register. ~~~ After Lora's endless shopping spree, we went directly to the nearest club. Entering the club it was crowded but luckily we were transferred to the less crowded VIP area and I felt like I could breathe again.

She is adorable when she blushes. ***

I look at my reflection and watch as a blush works its way across my face. I pull open the drawer again and fish out a tin. It’s a new product that the maids gushed over. Popping off the lid, I dabbed my finger into the moist goop before spreading it over my lips. The color matched the blush of my cheeks. A voice whispered I looked pretty, that I somehow looked more mature, but I couldn’t help but wonder if I looked silly.

" Zoey assured with a big, bright smile as she opened her makeup kit. She picked the softest of bushes and sapped it into light shades of powered and eyeshadows, making Sapphire's face look prettier but each touch. After then, Zoey picked up the biggest brush and applied blush on her cheeks and bronzer on her cheekbones, giving her a slightly glittering look. She dabbed a small bush to a red lipstick and painted it to the exact shape of her lips, giving her a beautiful finished look as she mascaraed her natural eyelashes which were visible enough.

My feet seem more comfortable in these white flat shoes. I see the reflection of my face in the mirror. With a flawless make-up and soft pink lipstick my face looks fresh. I don't have to make shading because my nose is so tall and straight. There is no need for blush to be too much because my cheeks and jaw lines are well oval-shaped. I just keep my a bit curly hair down. I smiled at my reflection. Gorgeous!

Elizabeth pulled it over her shirt, dropping it over her breasts. Elizabeth picks up a small mirror and focuses on the makeup. As she would have to use the mask, she did not want to overdo it. She made a light layer of blush and took a lip gloss, making her lips shine delicately, and with a smile, she focused on her eyes. Her eyes were honey-colored, and he had long lashes. She runs the eyeliner along her eyelid, drawing a delicate black line, and then makes a small arrowhead shape on her cheeks.

He swears to do it next time and Klyde just agreed with him. For his make-up, Klyde just added a smoky hint of grey eyeshadow on his lids, to accentuate them. He put a thin layer of foundation and concealer to hide blemishes and his still present eyebags as well, slapping an equally thin layer of blush to make it seem natural and settled on a strawberry flavored lip gloss. His hir is also styled by him in a way that it’s parted on the side, revealing his forehead. He turned his head side by side at the mirror one last time, checking his appearance before grabbing everything he needs and finally walked out of his room.

She gives my hair a side partition and fixes a golden floral brooch on one side of it, the other side flows down my back and Mia slightly curls the ends to give it a beach wave look. Then she proceeds to do the basic layers of makeup before applying golden brown eye shadow. She gives me a thick flick style of liner and applies baby pink blush on my cheeks, she says I don’t need contour considering I already have great jawline. I don’t understand half the things she’s doing to my face but I don’t bother intruding because I have full faith in Mia to make me look good. She ends her little makeup parade by pasting a deep wine-red matt lipstick on my lips, I have to give it to her, I’ve never loo

“I wouldn’t expect anything less.” The makeup process is quick and efficient. Zoe keeps it simple—soft blush, a touch of highlighter, and a nude lipstick that enhances my natural features. When she’s done, I stare at my reflection, hardly recognising the radiant woman staring back. “It’s perfect,” I whisper, touching my cheek lightly. Zoe steps back, crossing her arms as she surveys her handiwork with a critical eye. “Don’t cry,” she warns, though her tone holds a trace of teasing. “I didn’t spend all this time just for you to ruin it with tears.”

He chuckled at my reaction looking at me in the mirror and said. "Close your mouth otherwise fly will get inside it........" He laughed lightly as I instantly close my mouth. " You know what Alisia from now onwards,I don't have to waste my money on your blushers." "What do you mean ?" I asked softly giving him a confused look. "When my one stare work as a natural blusher on your already flushed cheeks, so what's the need of artificial blusher." We both are just smiling to each other through the mirror and that make me blush more as heat crept on my already hot cheeks.