Chapter 1965: Chapter 1965
The hairstylist, upon seeing Skye Brown for the first time, thought that such a soft and beautiful woman should have long hair paired with a feminine dress. That would truly be the epitome of beauty.
With short hair, wearing a plaid shirt and jeans as she is now, it’s somewhat of a waste.
Skye Brown wasn’t as excited as the hairstylist. Instead, she calmly asked him to bring out the hair extension materials to let her see them clearly. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by ⓝovelFire.net
She also had him explain the principles of hair extensions to her.
The process of getting her hair done was a significant task; she couldn’t afford to mess it up. She had to ensure the materials were safe and reliable.
Skye Brown was a director and often saw actors getting hair extensions on set, so she was quite knowledgeable about these things.
After listening to the hairstylist’s introduction and inspecting the hair extension materials to ensure everything was foolproof, she finally sat down.
"Connect it to the middle of my back, then perm it... not those big waves, but a more natural curl, and add some color."
Skye sat in front of the floor mirror, looking at herself. Her porcelain skin glowed with a pinkish hue, and a pair of almond-shaped eyes were moist and bright. The chic short hair made her look very spirited, yet lacked a touch of femininity.
She thought of the past, Dylan Wellington gently tousling her long hair, lowering his head to greedily kiss her lips.
Those watery almond-shaped eyes became even more moist.
While lost in thought, Skye paid no attention to whatever the hairstylist babbled about.
Anyway, ever since Skye sat down to get her hair extensions, the hairstylist had been sighing with admiration every now and then.
Until a few hours later—
"Perfect, perfect! This is absolutely the most perfect hairstyle!" The hairstylist exclaimed excitedly, clasping his hands together, somewhat effeminately.
Skye had almost dozed off, but his high-pitched voice startled her awake immediately.
As she opened her eyes and instinctively lifted her head to look forward, she nearly... nearly got frightened by her own reflection in the mirror.
Is that... is that her...?
The Skye in the mirror not only had her short hair transformed into long, flowing locks but also had her face adorned with light makeup.
Her skin was translucent and flawless, her complexion even and delicate, with hardly any visible pores.
Her almond-shaped eyes were gentle and charming, her petite and perky nose paired with lips painted with burgundy lipstick added a touch of sensual allure, making it hard for onlookers not to be captivated.
"So, how is it, beautiful, right! Oh, you fell asleep earlier, and when I finished your hair, I felt that your hairstyle didn’t suit your plain face at all, and also, this outfit of yours... lacks femininity..."
The hairstylist, with a raised orchid finger, said disdainfully, "So, I got Emily from the Cosmetics Department to give you a makeover... As for your clothes, dear customer... I suggest you change them; it’s really ruining the look."
Was it necessary to put it that way?
Skye glanced at her reflection in the mirror. Her fine and smooth long hair draped over her shoulders, and the originally soft and demure face that usually made her look much younger than her actual age looked exceptionally seductive and charming due to the burgundy lipstick.
This look, combined with her plaid shirt outfit, seemed a bit out of place.
Skye was silent for two seconds and then suddenly asked, "Do you have a dressing room here?"
"No dressing room, but there is a lounge where you can change clothes..." As soon as the hairstylist heard Skye ask this, his eyes immediately lit up.
He had noticed the several large bags of luxury shopping bags Skye brought with her, and upon hearing her mention a ’dressing room,’ he couldn’t wait to see how she would look after changing outfits.