Mlp Blush Novels & Stories

Anita: (chiming in) And Carmen looks stunning in blush tones. Lady Eleanor: (thinking) Blush could be the base color, representing romance. Let's add a touch of gold for sophistication and a hint of sage green for a fresh, natural element. Carmen: (excited) I love that idea! Blush, gold, and sage green. It sounds so elegant. Mrs. Thompson: Those colors will create a beautiful and harmonious atmosphere. Blush will dominate, gold will add a regal touch, and sage green will provide balance.

Looking at myself in the vanity mirror, I observed I looked dull and a lot pale. Wanting to look lively, I put on make up. A thick coat of mascara on my long-curved eyelashes, made my honey coloured eyes stand out more. Applying a dark red lipstick and blush on my cheeks I looked at myself in the mirror. Still, I did not look appreciable enough.

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.

She was only beautiful on the inside, I presume she would say that to herself. As for me, each time my eyes took a glimpse of her face, they'd almost want to shut back tight and never opened again. Her lips revealed an ugly color of matted purple lipsticks and plastered across her pallid cheeks as usual, were women's rosey red blush makeup. I don't quite understand why that part of their make ups was required. They'd painted their face with all kinds of dashing colorful things, then as a final touch, ruin it with a complete different shade of bright colors; sometimes pink, red, orange, white... I'd never understand women.

“Perfect.” “What is that?” “Magic makeup,” she says. “Or glitter. Same thing.” I snort. She moves to sit in front of me and holds my face between her hands. “Time for makeup. Don’t move.” “You say that like I’m a child.” “You are. A child in love.” “I hate you.” “No, you don’t.” I sigh and let her work. She applies foundation lightly, blending it into my skin as if she’s waited years for this. Then a rose-colored blush dusts my cheeks, and a soft nude lines my lips. When she finally steps back, she looks proud enough to cry.

Gloria examined her damp face closely in the large bathroom mirror, her expression a mix of worry and lingering embarrassment. Her cheeks remained stubbornly flushed with a deep, ruddy glow that refused to fade, no matter how much cold water she had splashed on them. This persistent blush terrified her deeply—she absolutely did not want anyone, especially Lukas, to glance at her and immediately peg her as some cheap, desperate whore chasing after forbidden pleasures.

But I can't lie and say that it doesn't make me weak in the knees. After I shower and wash my face and dry my hair, I head out into my bedroom with my robe wrapped cozily around me, in search for my minuscule amount of makeup. Really, it's not used enough to be considered mine, and I'm sure all of it was taken from my mother before she could even use it herself. I find the small, blue pouch tucked on a shelf in the closet, and I bring it back to the bathroom, dumping its holdings out on the counter. There's an unopened tube of mascara, a hardly-used compact of blush, a compact of powder, and a fresh tube of a nude beigey-pink lipstick named Rosaleen. Intrigued by the lipstick, I carefully co

Again, my entire body gets dry a lot so I have to apply stuff that is hydrating. Another step that I always never miss out on is filling in my eyebrows with my color define brow pencil to frame my face. I chose a color slightly paler than my natural color, and filled in with light, feathery strokes to accentuate and elongate my features as much as possible. Using the built-in blending brush that came with my color define brow pencil, I gently brushed out the brow hairs with light, feathery strokes. I proceeded to apply my very popular Tata Harper lip and cheek tint cream blush. Cream blush is dewy, modern, and perfect for any look. The Tata Harper lip and cheek tint is infused with coconut o

She did a nice bun, which was complicated to understand how she did it but it was beautiful. The next was makeup. She did all that thing which is used to do the base before going on the blush part. For blush she went for the shades of light peachy and soft corals as red or bright colors would look mismatched. For eye makeup she choosed blue mettallic eye look. For lips she again took corally and peachy pink. "How do I look?" I asked her when she was done with me. "Looking bootylicious babe, Aryan will have to fight all those men at the party who will eye you. "

Sitting next to Mable, Blair gleefully watched the woman apply blush to her cheeks. He lifted the lipstick from the vanity set and deftly unscrewed the cap. “I’ll apply the lipstick for you, Mabes.” Mable was amused. “Do you know how to apply lipstick, darling?” “I know from observing you put on lipstick every day.” Mable put down the brush and turned to Blair. “Alright.” She opened her lips, waiting for him to do the job. Blair picked Mable’s favorite lipstick, a graceful pinkish red that complemented her skin tone perfectly, deviating from the conventional red hue.