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Makeup
I stare up into Talan’s heartbreakingly beautiful face. Even
though I should be scared out of my wits, all I can think about is
how desperately I wanted to see him.
“Nia.” Talan’s voice sounds
The Secret Weapon
“Raphael,” I say weakly. “There’s a secret—”
One of the goons hits me, a sudden punch into my stomach, and my
breath whooshes out. I feel like I’m suffocating.
I glance up. Raphael unsheathes his
No makeup no filter :)
"Otoportre, kişinin gerçek hayattaki görüntüsüne çok az benzeyen, üzerinde gitgide daha fazla oynanan, filtrelenmiş imajlardan müteşekkil günümüz selfielerinin öncülüdür. "
I sit on that line that so many sit on, the line between beautiful and not. The line where I can reach it on a good day, during the follicular phase of my cycle, if I didn't sleep on my face, with just the right amount of plucking and primping and a precise swath of eyeliner. It's the line that keeps me even more stuck in the hamster wheel of the pursuit of beauty. Even more dependent on makeup tutorials and tips-and-tricks videos and "that perfect cream bronzer". Because anything could be the thing that makes the difference between me being beautiful or not.
