Plastic Smile Novels & Stories

Perfect once told the first-batch campers that she tries to suppress smiling like Kim Kardashian and Victoria Beckham, because smiling causes wrinkles. “You know that popular aphorism,” she asked the class. “ ‘It takes 43 muscles to frown and only 17 to smile’? That’s an urban myth that has already been debunked. The fact is, it takes 12 muscles to smile and only 11 to frown.”

another lady defended her. " Most women like her are the ones who spend the highest amount of money just to look this young and beautiful. Who knows, perhaps she's had a face surgery before, or had Botox fillers injected in her lips. Her jaws don't look natural, neither do her lips. You never know" another lady said. They continued to talk about it until she walked up to where they were and bent her head slightly while smiling at them. They hated their Tete a Tete and greeted her back, forcing smile on their own faces as well.

Marcia chuckled lightly, "Right, a one in a hundred years kind of guy!" Her smile transformed her once simple makeup, making it seem alive and vibrant. Kevin hadn't let the makeup artist overdo her look. Her eyes were elegantly defined, enhancing their depth, while her lips were a striking, seductive red. Her smile was like a blooming flower, brilliant and impossible to ignore.

Another man asked. Oh no. I looked at Dimitri with pleading eyes as I hoped he could read my face. I did not want him to leave me alone to take pictures. I felt overwhelmed by all of the attention, and I did not know what to do with my face. The entire time I had a casual smile plastered on my face, but I could feel my facial muscles growing tired and I wanted to return to my emotionless face. I did not know whether or not everyone can see my fake smile glitching as my muscles were growing quite weary of the force against it because it was not genuine at all. Dimitri smirked at me and unlinked his arm from mine. He stepped away from me and opened his arms as they were pointed at me.

Natalie patiently asked. When she asked this question, a faint smile unconsciously appeared on Jake's face that left Natalie stunned. The pale, handsome face of the young man sitting in front of her suddenly looked gentler. The smile, even though small, was too beautiful to the point it made people angry. His soft pink lips curved slightly upwards, his long eyelashes trembled... This face was made to smile, yet this was the first time Natalie had seen him do so. Now Natalie got curious. What is it that made him have such an expression on his face?

And had tasted many. Amber would never achieve the natural beauty her friend possessed, even if she had the best plastic surgeon in the world at her disposal. Not that Amber was hideous to look at or anything, but she would probably only be a ten in bad lighting to a man drunk as fuck. Her face was round with a little cleft in her chin that marks liked to tongue for some reason.

If one had to say that there was a difference, then his current skin was more smooth and tender than before. Putting down the mirror, Adeline looked at Ling Yu and asked in surprise, "Didn't you help me with my plastic surgery? Why do you look no different from before?" "Who said I gave you plastic surgery?" Adeline glanced at Mo Zixiao, who was sitting beside him. He seemed to have understood something. "Your face is so beautiful that you don't need any plastic surgery. I just helped you with some repair surgery. Because the scar on your face is a little deep, it takes half a month to remove the cloth."

"You don't need to care. I just want you to help me get to know them." Jinshen's three-dimensional deep face moved closer to her. "I found that after your plastic surgery, you are not as good looking as before."

She barely moved her lips, but the sound waves she released were enough for Celestine to hear. Moving her hands—as though explaining to a child that one plus one equals two—she said, “It’s not that hard, actually. You just move the bones in your jaws and stretch it to its maximum. Besides, it’s the only thing I can treasure. I mean, it’s free, and I, who have no wealth at all, can afford it. Plus, smiling cures anything, you know. Why do you ask?”

“You haven’t smiled once. You’re so much prettier when you smile, Sid.” Sidney ground her teeth hard enough to hear the enamel scrape below her ear. She flexed her self-control and swallowed the vomit welling in her throat, and she gave him the bright fake smile. The false grin she had been conjuring since her marriage collapsed, the meaningless upturn she offered customers. She tugged her facial muscles taunt and pretended to mean it. Her lips pulled tight and rigid as her cheeks struggled to participate. She produced an empty and terse smile, the shape well-practiced from so many days at work, so many baseball games with those moms, so many times playing nice with Aiden in front of their s