Most Expensive Lipstick Novels & Stories

A bold red lipstick provided a stunning contrast to the rest of her ensemble. She accessorized her look with high-end designer items. Her outfit was complemented by a chic Gucci purse, which added a fashionable edge to her attire. On her feet, she donned Louis Vuitton shoes, completing the ensemble with a touch of luxury and style. Mona Lisa's attire radiated a sense of opulence, luxury and sophistication. Victor stared at Regina as if he'd seen a ghost. "It's just a little misunderstanding," he stammered, casting a wary glance at Mona Lisa. Vivian and Veronica observed the whole scene in silence.

he admitted quietly. And I turned away before he could catch my tears. “I’ll take this.” I handed the box of lipstick over to the store staff, who gave a friendly nod. “A great choice, Luna. Your son’s right—it does complement your complexion.” I pushed Hunter’s voice away and smiled in return for the praise. “Card.” I pulled out my Realm Express on my phone. “Would you like a lip moisturiser to go with your purchase?” I glanced at the tiny tub that cost almost as much as the lipstick and shook my head.

It was perfect. The final element of my makeup was my lipstick. Normally, I loathed dark lipstick. But tonight was different. Tonight, I wanted to charm my brother so thoroughly that he wouldn't know what hit him. I found a deep purplish-maroon stick. It was a Mac lipstick. They had some decent products. Carefully painting the middle of my lips with it, I pursed them together and rolled them around until they were coated right to the edges. Then, I used black lip liner to draw the thinnest outline I could.

Thus, she wanted him to come to share the burden. Miley was also a little shocked. "Didn't you say that we will be trying out their new lipstick collection lines? Why are there so many lipsticks in there?" How many people could afford to buy this? The price of this lipstick brand was not cheap at all. The price of one lipstick at the departmental store was more than 300 dollars. It would still cost more than 200 dollars if one were to buy from a reseller. There were at least hundreds of lipstick included in this new collection. That meant it would cost tens of thousands of dollars to buy the whole collection.

When Sharpay answered her questions, her eyes nearly popped out of her head. There was another product from Lush Cosmetics, its price was even more expensive than the Lush Cosmetics Cream. One bottle was sold for 380,000 dollars. She exclaimed in shock, “Has she gone crazy from all the thinking she’s done? 380,000 dollars for one bottle of freckle cream, who in the world would buy it?”

“These are Yves Saint Laurent lipsticks that I’ve purchased at the cosmetics counter on my way here. I don't know which color you like and I don't know how to pick colors, so I bought a set of ten. All the colors are there, so you can pick and use the ones that you like. You can have one set, and can you give Lala the other set for me? If she doesn't want it, you can have both sets.” “At least you still have a conscience.” Cynthia gladly received the two gift boxes. “I've seen this before. It costs more than five thousand a set, right? Thank you, surely these cost a lot for you.” “It’s nothing, if your future husband isn’t jealous, I can supply you with a lifetime supply of lipstick.”

They filed out quickly, and Amiir went to see them off, leaving me alone at the table with Cordelia. For a moment, neither of us moved. But when the front door closed, Cordelia's entire demeanor changed. She stood slowly, adjusting her blouse with deliberate precision. Then she opened her purse—and pulled out a lipstick. Burgundy. The exact shade I'd described. She uncapped it slowly, applied it with meticulous care, taking her time with each stroke. Then she pressed her lips together, making that exaggerated smacking sound that seemed to echo in the quiet dining room. "Fenty Beauty's latest edition," she said conversationally, holding up the tube so I could see it clearly. "Very pricey. But

I decided to join them, and see if I could find out. "I'd love some, thank you," I replied, sitting down at the table. As she passed the plate to me, I noticed that she was wearing my lipstick shade. It wasn't a similar shade, it was my exact shade. Burgundy Twilight. I had it imported from France on a regular basis since I fell in love with it on our last vacation to Paris. It was only available at one tiny boutique in the entire city. What were the odds that Dana also had the exact same lipstick imported from Paris? Was this woman using my makeup? And if so, why?

she smiled to her phone, ‘and probably never will…’ She wiped her fake tears away as her expression returned back to happiness. “And just in case you’re wondering why my mascara doesn't fade away after I cry so much,” Lydia paused while her left hand was reaching out a pencil-like object from her Chanel purse, ”I’m using the latest product of Lydia cosmetics, its Lydia’s eye water-proof mascara V.02, and only cost $99,99 each, it doesn't include the shipping cost. Such a steal, right?” Her recent Woof post got 10.000 likes from her post and it had been reposted for 2000 times in the past thirty minutes. Her makeup sales also went up to 120%.

I twirled around, then stopped as the gown kept twirling before coming to a stop. “This is beautiful. How much does this cost?” I asked. She shrugged. “It’s a little over fifteen million.” “Fifteen million?” I raised a brow. “This thing I’m wearing costs fifteen million? As in dollars?” She nodded. “Yes, it’s the most expensive we have in our catalog. The shoes that you have there, the glass slippers, they cost around 1.7 million, I think.” “They cost a lot of money?” “They were made from the rarest glasses and also have diamonds coating their insides and outsides. And they have gold undertones. As well as your jewelries over there, which cost…”