Padme Amidala Makeup Novels & Stories

The makeup did little job highlighting her beautiful face features with a nude lipsticks which complimented her pink lips . Her pearl shaped crystal earrings dropped from her ears shimmering in the dark as Lugard drooled his mouth wide open as he stared at the beauty before him . The gown accentuated her curves perfectly , she clutched a purse and a purple fancy looking hand fan made from fluffy feathers . Amelia's hand was not exempted from the beautiful decor , she wore a purple leather glove slipping a silver ring on her index finger on the left . The artists assisted her to lift the gown as she came to meet her Master .

She praised. "I know, I know. Let me do your makeup, you have such a beautiful face. I'm jealous. You don't need too much make, just a little touch here and there and you're good to go." She began to blend the concealer underneath her eyes, she did the winged eyeliner, doing Pamala brows nice, applying mascara and and a nice lipstick. Finishing with the highlighter. "Goddess, Pamala. You're so beautiful." She praised.

Girl, you are beautiful! Paige chuckled. "I am damn serious, you are one hot girl, but Madame won't allow all these," "But I didn't apply so much make-up, just some powder and lipstick, that's all,"

I laugh as I turn for her and then take a seat for her to work her magic on me. Amelia starts with a light blush, but no foundation as my skin is free of blemishes from the hormones of the pregnancy which makes it glow with radiance. She pulls out a palette of soft browns and golds and I watch her in the mirror as she applies a gold lid with a smokey brown in the crease and adds some gold shimmer to the lid for a dramatic effect. She places some feather-like lashes on and uses burgundy mascara to bring out my green eyes. Lastly, she grabs a matte light brown lipstick for the finishing touch.

“Enjoy the view tonight.” The memory burns in Adrianna’s mind until— “We’re done.” The maid’s words snap her back to the present. Adrianna blinks, focusing on the mirror. Her smoky eye makeup is perfect — a blend of black and silver shadows that make her green eyes almost hypnotic. Her lips are painted in deep crimson, matching the ruby studs in her ears. Her hair is swept into a sleek, low bun, with a few loose strands framing her face. She looks regal… untouchable. But her chest still aches with an invisible weight.

She marched past me into the room, forcing me to dodge or be taken out by a makeup caddy. Trista took her makeup routine seriously, insisting I start with cool gel pads on my eyes and a very thorough moisturizing treatment before going anywhere near the actual makeup. It was a bit of a revelation because I’d never once seen her with a speck of makeup on. Not even lip gloss. Her lips were just naturally a shiny cherry red which I found a bit unfair if I was honest.

The audience chuckled. "Um, yeah. But you don't need to coz you're already flawless." She grinned and flipped her hair to the side. "Aw thanks girl! So tell me some of the makeup that are really popular in the market right now?" "The FC poreless liquid foundation helps you get a better complexion even after washing it off. The FC waterproof long lasting eyeliner is perfect to use to highlight your eye color. We all also have the FC glossier haloscope which is the JAM for glowy, dewy skin. FC highlighter is very popular too and very versatile for getting understated glow on all areas of the face. Our special FC Balm dotcom is the perfect choice for high cheekbones."

And a pair of white heels. “I knew you would like something flashy but couldn’t let you wear those formal suits of yours. Now come on, sit here, I will fix your face a bit.” It took Ada Twenty minutes to fix Peace’s sorry state and now she was ready. Unlike the usual makeup that made her look aloof and distant. Ada chose to give a bit of warmth to her icy face. Her eyelashes were curled up making her deep eyes more visible. She tied her long hair into a high pony. Peace, without doubt, looked very stunning,

she says, this is true, her skin looks like milk so white, while I am more tanned, "But I already have a good idea of what to do with your face." She makes me sit on the pouf and smiles mischievously at me; I do nothing to stop her. After a few minutes, I looked at myself in the mirror and I almost didn't recognize myself. Amanda didn't pass the foundation and nothing to cover my skin, but the make-up she did on my eyes, pink blush and pink lipstick too, made me very presentable. "Now yes, you are at the level of those who work here, I really am amazing," she says proud of her work for me.

“Yeah, simple but cute. Hopefully Gavin notices.” She laughed softly. “He will. Just don’t let him catch you staring too obviously.” I pulled out my makeup bag, keeping it natural: bronzer for a sun-kissed glow, soft peach blush, waterproof mascara to avoid clumping near the water, and a swipe of neutral lip gloss. Just enough to highlight me without being over the top. Gemma hummed as she applied her own makeup—soft winged eyeliner, a touch of shimmer, and a light pink lip. “Ready,” she said finally, grabbing her sandals.