Padme Amidala Makeup Novels & Stories

The woman said as she butted her fake eyelashes pushing her breasts to his side. "No." Liam yelled at the woman. "So cold. I like you already. You are just my type you know." The woman's tongue snaked out to touch the top of her lips. Liam winced, he was loosing his temper. He appreciated the magic effect of the makeup on her face but using too much of it made her looked like a clown. He hated make-up, if a girl was to make used of it, he preferred she would make it very light. "Hey, babe." Liam widened his eyes in surprise as Amaya walked up to him and placed her hands on his shoulder, she smiled at the dumbstruck look on Liam's face and turned to the woman.

Even though I pretend to be annoyed, I secretly love the attention. The air in my room was bubbly. Draped in a silky robe, watched in the mirror as the makeup artist, Maya, expertly applied foundation, blending it seamlessly into my skin. "So, Kimberly" Maya chirped, her voice as bubbly as the pink eyeshadow she was working on, "tell me about your dream prom look." "Think classic Hollywood glamor," I replied, picturing "Madison Beer's" elegance. "Soft, smoky eyes, a touch of blush, and maybe a bold red lip?"

Like a celebrity stylist she is. “We don’t have much time to waste. Come and sit down, let me do your makeup”. Amanda beacon on me to seat on the vanity’s table stool. I sat down as she began to paint my face. After twenty minutes she was done. I looked at my face in the mirror and smiled. I actually like the make up she did on my face. It suit quite well

As if they can hurt me. Once I finished my breakfast, I brushed my teeth and put a Mac “Sin” lipstick on the inner part of my lips to make it look natural. My mom and her makeup artist taught me how to wear makeup. My mother is the famous Aphrodite Calla Renaldi-Carpio. For her, beauty is everything.

Ailina’s POV: Adriana changed into makeup. Although, there are still more than ten designers in the middle of the show. It was also very fast. Patrick tries to change as fast as possible. Adriana’s previous eye makeup is greatly peaceful and elegant style, and the eye shadow is also chosen to be a warm color.

she cooed. "mum!" I whined jokingly "I'm serious Amelia... they're going to choose you... one of those prince's will fall in love with you..." she spoke. I watched as she began applying makeup, my hooded green eyes were accentuated with smokey eye shadow and a blended out wing. She lightly contoured my face before handing me lip balm. I hated lipstick or gloss. "there..." she gleamed "your ready" ---

“One more thing, peaches. We need to stop at that Ulta. You need some decent palettes, a little blush, and a couple signature lipsticks. That’s all, I promise.” “That can’t be covered by the discretionary fund.” “My treat. Please?” So we come out of the makeup store with a brown neutral eye palette and a mauve and pink eye palette, a deep raisin, almost black, lipstick and a dark rose-colored neutral lipstick, some incredibly expensive mascara, black, nude, and red nail polishes, and a blush palette, with a set of makeup brushes. “I feel like Pretty Woman,” I tell him when we get in the car, overwhelmed but happy.

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%.

As the maids worked their magic, my plain features were transformed. They smoothed the foundation over my skin, creating a flawless canvas. Delicate strokes of eyeshadow enhanced my eyes, making them appear larger and more vibrant. A dusting of rouge added a healthy glow to my cheeks, and a rich, crimson lipstick completed the look, making my lips appear full and inviting. My hair, once a tangled mess, was now swept up in an elegant updo, with intricate braids and curls cascading down my back. A sparkling tiara sat atop my head, proclaiming me the new Luna of the powerful pack.

I will find a way to destroy him, even if I have to break reality to do it. ​"Just a little bit of powder to set everything in place," Mara hummed a little while later, her movements methodical and calm. "Flawless, sweetie. You look exactly like a queen should." ​The makeup session was over. Diva stepped forward, spraying a fine mist of holding spray that smelled heavily of artificial flowers and chemicals, sealing the look.