Novel & Cerita Padme Amidala Makeup

Maya-maya pa ay lumabas na si Rich at maarteng pinupunasan ng pink na panyo ang maluha-luhang mga mata. "Brace yourself and hail my Queens..." Iminuwestra pa nito ang braso para ipresent ang mga ito sa kanila. Naunang lumabas si Jam, she is portraying The Palace Princess, she is wearing an elegant peach-colored hanfu with a beautiful hand-painted dear and flower embroidery on the upper area of the robe, top with a cream see-through shawl that has also flower embroideries on its corner. Her accessories and hair ornament are made out of rose gold and ruby stones. Her innocent face matches the soft palette of orange making her look so adorable.

When she saw Madeline standing next to Carter, she walked in front of Madeline and started looking her up and down meticulously. Since she knew she would not have the time to go over to Adam’s place for treatment, Madeline had applied the gel beforehand, so her face looked pristine and fair now. One could not see any red marks on her face. Madeline’s features were already exquisite enough even without makeup. Madeline felt like a puppet that was being watched. However, she could only allow Camille to look at her as much as she wanted. “Your face is fine. Why did you lie and insist on wearing a mask?”

As it ceased, Pandora’s body seemed to emerge in a bright light bed that was floating with delicateness. “Luara, what is happening to my daughter?” Melissa asked me. I turn my head to her to hear a gasp from her. “You’re not Luara, you’re the moon goddess.” I smile in confirmation and put her hand back together with her husband’s hand. I walk to Pandora who is still looking peaceful. I touch the light casing and find out it's more palpable than it looks. "Curious" I comment, looking for some flaw in the light barrier, but to no avail.

She looks like a flower in bloom and is very fresh. Her long hair fell over her shoulders, and flew in the wind. I faintly smell a refreshing soapy scent, it's a fruity scent. She turned and smiled at me, natural make-up on her face. It turns out that this girl can dress up, she uses an orange lip balm because it matches the color of the dress she is wearing. Also, there is a black line at the bottom of her eyes, it seems to make her beautiful eyes clearer. The perfect brown eye shadow and glitter add an exotic impression to her face. Aphrodite was so beautiful, she really was.

“Uh… I don’t think I’ll need makeup. It’s past ten and I'm actually going home—” “Could you please just do it?” she whined, giving me that wide-eyed, pouty-lipped puppy look. “It’s my way of saying thanks. Because I just know Heidi Bier 'the bitch' is getting canceled tomorrow—and you, sweet little thing, are the main character.” She clasped her hands dramatically under her chin. I sighed, accepting my fate. And ended up being dollified by Amy Ambrose. “This,” she said, holding up a sleek lipstick tube, “is one of my unreleased products. Aurora Shade Plus Glitter. Reddish-pink. And you are the first to wear it.”

I asked her again and she nodded, gesturing to the makeup artist to do whatever I needed. About twenty minutes later, the makeup artist, called Jamila was massaging Aa'ila liquid pro foundation unto my face when Zainab walked close and showed me something from my phone. "I have highlighted about twenty questions for you to answer during your I* live session later today." I nodded and watched Jamila mix two types of lipglosses to form a beautiful undefinable pink color. "Ma Sha Allah." My lips curved into a smile at Zainab's words. Jamila took off the clear polyester protector she had looped around my neck to protect my Abaya from stains.

Overwhelmed with awe, Amani expressed her gratitude by tipping the seamstress generously, deeply appreciating the exquisite craftsmanship and meticulous attention to detail. As the day of the gala approached, Amani meticulously prepared herself to match the splendor of her gown. She expertly applied eyeshadow in shades of red and orange, accentuating her eyes, while a bold stroke of black winged eyeliner added a touch of drama. Her lips were painted in a deep shade of red, perfectly complementing her overall look. Amani wore her hair down in loose curls, artfully pinning one side up and allowing the other side to fall gracefully over her scarred eye. As she descended the stairs to join Adam,

Gemma says Between her and Aylin, I have to say they did not disappoint. My makeup was dark and smoky, with just a little eyeliner to make my eyes pop, dark red lipstick, and just a light blush to add some color to my pale face. Aylin didn't go all out with contouring my face like she wanted to; she just used concealer under my eyes and a light face powder. Gemma had some of my hair braided into a crown that she laced some baby's breath and lavender flowers into, and the rest cascaded down my back in loose curls.

I put on some heels that were four inches. I decided to do some extra makeup today to make my outfit look perfect. It consisted of black eyeshadow with glitter on top of it, some nude lipstick, and a little blush in my favorite shade of pink. I couldn't pick which earring I should use, so I sent pictures of it to Amelia. She chose the hoops, of course, she would, because she loved big hoops.

When it was time for the coronation, Aliyah entered the Great Hall, her footsteps echoing on the polished stone. She walked alone. Her robes flowed behind her. Light streamed through the tall windows, catching on the fabric as she moved. Her hair was braided into a crown, pinned with obsidian that sparkled like stars in the light. Her makeup was soft yet striking. Dark liner made her amber eyes glow, while a touch of bronze defined her cheekbones, highlighting both strength and beauty. Her lips, painted deep red, held the quiet promise of someone bold and unshakable.