Novel & Cerita Ulzzang Long Hair

“Now, let’s get on with this. If I’m going to endure this sham of a wedding, I’ll do it on my terms.” The hairstylist completed her work in under 40 minutes, transforming my usual straight black hair into a cascade of voluminous curls. Each curl was perfectly defined, framing my face beautifully before flowing effortlessly down my back, just above my waist. The result was stunning, even by my own high standards.

**ISABELLA** “Are you sure about this? People dream of having hair as healthy and long as yours,” the hairstylist hesitated, scissors poised in hand. “Yes,” I smiled faintly, meeting his gaze in the mirror. The metallic snip echoed louder than I anticipated as the scissors sliced through my waist-length hair, a treasure I had nurtured for years. I had grown it long because Maximilian liked the woman with long hair. Even though he never noticed mine, I had still worn it long. But that chapter of my life was over.

She has a black curly bowl cut. While Luxian Arche has a woody scent. The height is 6-foot-4, with a perfect jawline and freckled clear skin on the face. He has Dark chatreuse fox eyes, pinkish lips, average eyebrows and a perfect body with 6 packs abs and V-line like a Linux body. He has black curly mullet hair. In the time I've been with them, I've memorized their faces. Even their favorite color of clothes I already memorized. Luxian always wears black and white while Linux has many different colors as his dress code.

Her shoulder length hair was bright blue and usually hung loose unless she was working. “I love your hair!” Zee declared as she came through the door with a small cooler of ice cream and toppings. “Thanks.” Karan said patting her long brown hair. “Not you, bitch.” Zee laughed as she placed the ice cream on a table. “Sassy over there.” “Me?” Rye asked in surprise.

That’s some dedicated shit right there. She’s currently doing Azura’s hair whilst I’m leaving mine open. I don’t have long locks like her, so I’m going to have to make do with my shoulder-length bob. Now that I think about it my hairstyle can pass as an Egyptian look, right? The bangs and the straight black hair. See? I’m channelling my inner Bastet. I cackle at my own thoughts, earning questioning looks from the others.

I again look at myself in mirror. I woke up and took a shower before wearing a silk robe. My once long hair is now just reaching my spine. I start brushing my hair again. I just want them to be long. "Brushing your hair again and again will not make them grow faster or longer again tesoro." His voice echoed. I look behind me at Luciano in mirror and see that now he has woken up and is sitting in bed. He is leaning on bed post. I ignore him and move my gaze away from him and again on my hair.

I put my hair in a hald down half up hairdo leaving my fringes down. As I went out, I saw our classmates staring and crowding out at one place so I checked out what they were looking at, I saw it was Kevin and Angelo. They were seating together discussing about the plan for later, I guess Angelo's our class representative for this one. I can't take my eyes off Angelo. He cut his long hair. His face is more visible now and his hairstyle highlighted his jaw and nose, his bangs have been trimmed off showing his eyes more. Angelo was wearing a simple black pants and white oversized minimalist shirt. Due to his short hair, his piercing are now more visible.

To this very moment, I still don't see what people see in them. The other real noticeable features I had was my hair which was pitch black in colour and waist length. Yes, it is waist length and straight like an ironed cloth. My hair was actually one of my features which I was proud of due to it's uniqueness and rare kind. I can remember when I'd always leave it down while going to uni daily just to flaunt it around proudly and also because my hair was one of my features which makes me stand out most times in a crowed area.

She's mentally saluting him though, he's very close to his father that if anything happens to him, he will be utterly shattered. "You should let your hair down more often." Zayn's voice yank her out of her reverie. She didn't notice him coming inside the closet nor even removing the hairband around her hair. Her long black hair fall down her back till mid back and some stubborn hairs that are not straight fell around the place. Her hair is very soft that Aunty Zu don't like pleating it as it'll be a waste of time, immediately after finishing one, it'll loose and she'll groan before doing it again and tying the end so that it won't loose but it will still do that the next day so they got tire

And, tеll me аbоut уоur mаkеоvеr. "My nаturаl hаіr соlоr іѕ black, as уоu see it nоw. I wore mу hаіr muсh lоngеr іn thоѕе dауѕ. My hаіr was blunt сut аll оnе length аnd раrtеd in the middle, juѕt tоuсhіng mу butt." Puрру ѕаіd, tоuсhіng hеr hair аnd ѕіghіng.