Chapter 202: Hot talk

I never found time and/or spare money to throw at beauty salons and such, but letting a professional stylist do things with my face turned out to be a surprisingly relaxing business that made wonder if I should think about visiting a spa salon one day.

When I looked at the mirror by the end of this, I saw myself as someone ready to be shot in a movie about witches at this very instant. Stylist put some lighter tonal cream on my skin, making it look paler than normal, and contrasted that paleness with smoky shadows on my eyelids that made the green in my eyes pop forward and deep red lipstick. It made me wonder what stylists will make out of JJ…

Well, as it turned out, they added nothing new—but they sure pumped all he had up to eleven, to the point where I faltered in my steps when I caught the sight of his face.