Most Expensive Lipstick Novels & Stories

"Okay, so this morning, I found Mya in my room, using my lipstick- this exact one to make Sean up and I got so annoyed and scolded them both. Then I apologize later because I overreacted which doesn't seem like I did now because this is my favorite lipstick and it's a limited edition! How did he get it?" "That's so sweet," She cooed. "I checked the price and it's about five hundred dollars. Really expensive but everyone's saying it's worth it." "It is!" I giggled and pulled it open, swiping it carefully over my lips before smacking one lip over the other and posing for Shirley. "How do I look?" "Amazing!" Shirley had her camera out. "I think I should take this picture of you so you can send

Oh my…" She gasped under her breath with a gaped mouth as she stared down at the most beautiful and costly lipstick that was ever known in their pack owned and produced by foreigners. One only the rich and high chiefs of the pack could afford. She slipped it out of the box and raised it to her face, still staring at it. She has always wanted to own it but couldn't afford it. Liam watched her expression. He heaved out in relief. Thank gracious. "I…" She tried to speak. "Do you like it?" Liam asked even as her expression was enough to make him know the answer. "Yes..yes... like? I love it. It is so beautiful…thank you…" Gently, she turned the lid of the lipstick until it went open revealing th

She did not have a pen with her, but since these people kept shoving their cards toward her enthusiastically, it would seem hurtful to reject them. As if a thought occurred to her, she accepted all the cards and took out a lipstick from her bag to sign them. Between each of her dazzling gestures, her name was firmly signed on every card. The fans stared at her in disbelief. “It’s Guerlain Golden Diamond Lipstick! This costs three-hundred fifty-thousand bucks!” “Goodness! I heard that the case of this lipstick is made of eighteen-karat pure gold that weighed a hundred ten grams, handmade with a hundred and ninety-nine pieces of eighteen-karat diamond!”

I would like to leave with the lipstick you’re going to give me. Sally frowned slightly. Jill had been so insulted just moments before, but now she was gladly accepting the lipstick after the employee had whispered something to her. Something was going on! Sure enough. A moment later, the shop assistant handed the receipt for the two sticks of lipstick to Sally. “Ms. Summers, please follow me.” Sally nodded and gazed down instinctively at the price column: 1800 dollars per tube, 3600 dollars for two tubes. Sally’s eyes widened as she stared at the receipt.

“You’re wearing an Esteem Amber lipstick from the Deluxe collection! How could you not know the owner of the company?” Oh! “Wait…how do you know I’m wearing Esteem Amber?”I frowned at Sophia. “That colour is unique to Esteem Amber.” Tanya told me. “I would’ve bough it already if it wasn’t that damn expensive. I’m saving up my bonuses.” “Me too!” Sophia chimed in. “But, let’s discuss that later, shall we? Sanaya needs help and I think we have just the right thing for you.” “Yup!” Both Tanya and Sophia took a hold of each of my hands and dragged me after them.

I had just stepped into the office restroom when I ran into Pamela Jones, the new janitor. As soon as she saw me, her gaze dropped to the hand I was using to reapply my lipstick. "I never would've guessed that someone of your status would use something so cheap," Pamela commented, her tone dripping with mockery. "Ms. Crawford, that lipstick of yours costs 19.90 dollars for three and comes with a gift box." I was taken aback. That was impossible.

Although her voice was not too loud, everyone in the jewelry shop heard her words and started to gather around them. That was right, both Denise and Lily were wearing The Worship of Crystal. Everyone knew that that was the most expensive stilettos in the world. It was worth 100 million bucks! It was also limited to 99 pairs in the whole world, and both of them were wearing The Worship of Crystal? Darryl squeezed his brow, to be honest, the pair of stilettos that Denise was wearing looked rather odd. It did not look genuine.

Layla fixes my dress while I wash my hands and steal her lipstick to put on. “Oh, I like this color. What is it?” I ask, and she smiles. “Sexy Sienna from Charlotte Tilbury,” she says, and I frown, looking at the packaging. “Since when do you buy expensive makeup like this?” I ask and she laughs, shrugging. “I have more money than what I know what to do with it, so I thought I would splurge on some Tilbury,” she says and I nod. I can understand that. Another knock sends Layla into a raging mood. She walks to the door and slams it open.

The lady asked Isabel, who nodded with a smile. The sales lady expertly navigated the crowded shelves, plucking out a sleek, high-end foundation bottle. "This is one of our top-of-the-line products," she explained, holding up the compact. "It's a premium, long-lasting formula that provides flawless coverage and a natural finish. You have very classic taste, Mrs. Bernadotte." Sebastian raised an eyebrow as the sales lady named the price – a staggering amount that made even him, a man accustomed to luxury, blink. Even the boys who had barely any financial literacy were bewildered to hear the price.