#Chapter61
Intrigued by the lipstick, I carefully coat some on my lips and stand back in the mirror to get a good look. /"That's nice,/" I murmur and click the lid back on the tube.
My hand then reaches for the mascara, twisting it open and holding up the black, spiked end to my eye. I hold my breath as I steadily run it through my lashes, darkening them and making them a tad longer. /"That's nice too,/" I murmur again and peer down at the two compacts. I grab the powder and open it up, the shade light and brightening. With the puff underneath the powder, I tap it into the product and think logically. To brighten would make the spot seem larger and to darken would make it smaller, so I dab some under my eyes and on my cheekbones, and I stand back again.