Slanted Hairline の小説・ストーリー

It made me want to run my fingers through them, so I pushed off from the door, making sure it was still locked and walked towards her to stand directly in front of her. Lydia turned her head towards the left and moved a few strands of hair away from an area about two centimeters above her ear. The area wasn’t hard to notice. There was a tiny round bald spot right in the centre of the parting; about half inch in diameter and that spot still looked a bit sore and pink. I moved her hands from her head to replace them with mine and tilted her head back slightly so I could have a better look. I was right about her hair at least; the strands were indeed silky soft.

Candy didn’t know why this happened, but having erect nipples seemed to be her normal condition. After showering and washing her hair, she towel-dried it and then followed with the electric dryer. Her hair was brown, but it had the usual collection of sun streaks through it. The streaks were in every color from brown through gold, and almost to platinum. Since she wore her hair in an urchin cut, the overall effect was breathtaking. Unfortunately, the whole effect was lost because of her misshapen mouth. Beyond that, though, had her teeth and jaw been normal, Candy would still have dismissed her physical appearance out of hand.

He was slightly hunched, unable to fit into the shelter completely. That was the first thing she noted. Well, before his black hair that tumbled down his shoulder in the most massive mane she had seen, only stopping shy of his calves. It wasn't wavy and wild like Lino's. It was the exact opposite of it. It glimmered with an ethereal familiar light she was sure she had seen before and it was straighter than rod.

Where is it? 'There,' she removed the towel from her head. Her platinum blonde hair fell down in it rich curls. Her hair grew as that instead of it original ash. Her hair was too stubborn at first, combing it was an extreme war, getting it to stay put was a greater one. She eventually worked on the hair naturally and it became better. Her hair was naturally glossy and full, too much for her small head and with such quick growth. Her hair fell on the small of her back, it tips naturally black. Her hair color is beautiful and since it was soft now, it made it better. 'What should I do with my hair? The thing is still hard to comb, a little.'

Her hands moved skillfully, weaving my hair into a Dutch braid as we talked "Your hair's been through a lot," Lilith teased, laughing softly. I mirrored her laugh "It has, I had bangs and a bob cut" "Oh, God, the dreaded bob" she said, shaking her head "Never again, Thalia" Lilith had always been radiant, her blonde hair still thick and literally glowing, untouched by the passing of time. Mine, on the other hand, was stubborn, caught somewhere between brown and black, straight and curly, forever defying definition and sometimes gravity.

she decided stepping back and signalling to one of the servants. “Wait!” Thaelen started to protest, but already she was giving directions on how it should be, and the barber was plying his scissors, hair raining down onto the ground. “Much better,” Sigrid approved. “It gives you a more defined jawline and some separation from collar to neck so,” she smirked. “You look like you actually have one.”

"What can I say? I've missed you." A gentle smile tugged at the corner of his lip. "I've missed you, too." She ran her fingers in his light brown hair. He used to keep it short and neat, but now he'd allowed it to grow some. Skylar had never realized how beautifully wavy his hair was. Along with the blond highlights, it made his appearance vastly different. His left brow was pierced with a silver barbell; again, giving him a very different look. A bad-boy look. A rebellious look. No doubt, intentionally, she thought.

Starting with a blow out to get everything dry, I tried not to use too much heat on my hair, saving it for when the occasion called for it, mostly it was just when I was late for school and needed my hair to be presentable. I move the drier from side to side after spraying some heat protection, running a wide toothed brush through the strands to make ensure my scalp and roots get the heat. Then I clicked it off and brushed some more, and again with a flat brush sectioning my hair into portions, I so a side part and scooped up some hair gel. Ten minutes later I was pulling my hair in a slick side swept high pony. Hannah says this particular style makes my face look lifted. and snatched, I don

“Her hair's an absolute mess. I'm sure there are people out there that have better looking pubic hair. This is going to take a lot of work.” That was uncalled for. “And that's why I brought her to your salon. You're the best in the business. If anyone can fix this, it's you.” Gwen said. James sighed and then studied me. “Well, she does have good bone structure. I think we can do blended ends that start at her shoulder at the back. And then face framing layers at the front.” Gwen blinked. “I don't understand a word you just said.” He wants to give me a butterfly cut. It's a layered look that has this wing-like shape that frames the face.” I explained. Then I turned to James. “Can I also have

The hyper stylist brought out hairstyle magazines and pointed at a few pictures for Tynan to refer to. "Here we have the simple man-bun hairstyle where you can pull everything back so that it looks a little like slicked-back hair. Of course, if you want to cover your forehead and give your face a more defined feature, you could opt for an asymmetrical fringe. Your hair is naturally wavy so I would recommend layering it a little so that the waves can fall nicely for you to tuck behind your ear if you want to part it." Tynan looked at it and took a picture so that Laura could refer to it. The dirt princess tried to picture that hairstyle with Tynan's personality and shook her head.