Bill Kaulitz: Makeup by xXWeskerKennedyXx, literature
Literature
Bill Kaulitz: Makeup
Being beautiful all the time is tough, but somebody's gotta do it.
My face was like a canvas: pale, bare, raw. It was a simple pigment of off-white with tones of light pink, black, grey. I blinked the two chocolate almond eyes centered around my nose (which was kinked on one side). Below were my lips, dry but soft, and like faded rose petals. A few strands of onyx-black hair fell into my face, tickling the bridge of my nose. Foundation would be my best friend today. Or did I want to wear it?
Yes. No. Yes. No.
I picked up