Novel Makeup Crossword Novels & Stories

Her black curls were left loose, wild and beautiful, framing her face with the same untamed fire that burned in her eyes. Her makeup was gentle yet flawless—peachy tones on her eyelids, long dark lashes, a shimmer catching the light, and her lips painted in a soft nude rose. It brought out the glow of her skin and the quiet confidence in her gaze. Around her neck rested a delicate necklace of intertwined blossoms dusted with pink sapphires and diamonds that glimmered with every breath she took.

I paired my dress with silver heels and accessories. "Are you not done?" Dawn expressed her exasperation, huffing as she marched over to where I sat. She plopped on the bed, handing me her wine glass. I took a small sip from the glass. "Almost done, ma'am," the make-up artist answered with a smile, grabbing a setting spray to keep the makeup in place. She chirped and spun Ivana around, eliciting a gasp from us. My eyes suddenly felt so itchy and it took me a while to realise I had tears pricking them.

Then she runs to the mirror and giggles at her reflection, smoothing the dress and spinning to make sure it fits right. “Now. Come tell me the kind of makeup his trysts wear.” and she darts out for her vanity. I groan in annoyance but follow, dragging my feet. “He likes party girls,” I lie. If she is going to try to make Enzo hers, she can do it looking like a sleaze. “Night club style makeup, or at least that’s usually what he went for the few times he took someone while we were around.” “Hmmm… smokey eyes. My favorite,” Haley says, giving a girlish little giggle and starting her makeup.

was all she said placing the box I didn't notice before on the bed beside the clothes. "Elena, a little help here?" She called opening the box. In it was various compartments, each one holding all sort of makeup you can ever think of. Mascara, Lip gloss, Eyeliner, Eyebrow pencil, Concealer, Bronzer, Contour powder and creams, Foundation, Eyelash glue, Eye primer, Face powder, Face primer, Rouge, Nail polish, Makeup remover, Setting spray, lip balms, Highlight... the list went on. "Whoa! Who the hell are you going to use this on?" I asked pointing at the whole set.

And there was a slight tail at the back of the dress. She hasn't done any makeup yet, her hair was wet as they cascaded down her back, and yet she looked so pretty. She hasn't felt this beautiful her entire life. Rosalie combed her hair gently and then grabbed the lipstick, which Carolina had discarded not so long ago. She didn't like the shade of it. But Rosalie loved it, so she kept it in her attic under the cupboard. Make-up was a luxury to her. She stared at the dark maroon shade, putting some on her fingers, she gently rubbed it on her cheeks as blush, slightly on her eyelids, and a light coat on her lips.

The Hall: Nora stared at herself in the floor length mirror. She was staring at a woman she didn't even recognize. She sat like a zombie for almost two hours as the girls attacked her with hair brushes, curling irons, and make up. She was completely numb from the experience. She blinked her eyes trying to adjust to what she was seeing. Her hair was half up , half down in beautiful banana curls. They had placed a large jeweled hair piece on top of her head. The rubys glinsced in the light each time her head moved, standing out beneath its golden frame. Her make was done with a smokey eye with a long black eyeliner wing. Her lips were painted the brightest shade of red, making them stand out

I turned from the mirror and knelt before Nova, dipping the point of the brush into the little pot of liquid liner, putting my hand on her cheek and drawing a steady line across her lid. "It's cold," she said and I laughed lightly and murmured that she shouldn't move or I'll mess up. She complied, shutting her eyes and sitting as still as she could. After a few minutes I finished and told Nova to keep her eyes shut for a few moments because I knew she'd want to reach up and touch the makeup I had applied to them. "Does it look like yours?" She asked, a grin sliding across her lips. "Yes," I said, leaning down and kissing her forehead.

Anything to escape the clutches of these two. "Close your eyes and hold your breath." The perky blonde didn't give me a chance to ask why doing so would be important before holding the nozzle directly in front of my nose and cutting loose. I managed to squeeze my eyes shut, but ended up coughing and gasping from the coating she gave my makeup. "Now it will last all night." She beamed at me. All night? Chances were with the lacquer she added I'd still be scraping this stuff off next week.

Oh, she has such a hankering for pizza! After finishing her bath in a hurry, she hurried out of the cr. Annalia went to her vanity area and examined her makeup to determine whether or not any of it was missing while she was using the tiny towel to dry her hair. She then proceeded to sit on the chair and carefully dry her hair with the blow dryer. And once it was done, she tied it up so that none of her hair would fall in her face as she put on her makeup. Annalia used a sponge to mix in her preferred skin color after applying it to her face. After that, she moves on to using a concealer. As they are merely at the beach, she opted to go for a more natural appearance with her makeup. After s

Nora remembered Alexander was always captivated by her legs As she slipped into the dress, she loved how it highlighted her figure, enhancing her confidence. The way it hugged her curves made her feel powerful, and ready to face any situation. The dark hue brought out her eyes and complemented her skin tone perfectly. For her makeup, she decided on a bold yet classic look. She began with a flawless base, carefully blending her foundation to achieve a natural glow. Her eyes received attention next, and she opted for a smoky eye with a touch of shimmer, making her brown eyes pop. She lined her eyes delicately with black eyeliner, enhancing their shape.