Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44394 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44394 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Turning off his phone, he turned over the ignition of his bike, felt his baby purr, and made his way out of the trailer park.
Chapter Ten
“If your eye makeup is not looking right and it’s patchy, it is either the product you’re using, and the formula is terrible, or it’s your technique,” Maeve said. She stared directly into the mirror for Charlotte to watch. “You need to make sure your eyes are prepped, depending on your own or your client’s skin care needs. Dry eyelids need a hydrating base. Oily eyelids, more mat and less hydration. Normal skin types are just freaking lucky and can do whatever they want for prep.”
Charlotte laughed. “You know so much.”
“I have been doing this for well over ten years. I’ve had it all, and seen it all.”
“I overheard a couple of women at the college, and you’re kind of a legend there.”
Maeve smiled. “That’s sweet. I did my time there, and I worked my ass off learning all the techniques.” She dipped into the eye shadow palette with a mid-tone shade and started to work at the outer corner of her eye. “What were they saying?”
“They reckon you might be taking a job at Kristin Shaw’s salon.”
“I am thinking about it.”
“Do you think you’d do a few classes at the college as well?” Charlotte asked.
“I don’t think that is something I want to do. Now, if it’s not the formula, in most instances, it’s technique. You’re picking up too much product and depositing too much at one point, and you’re not blending. The key to good eye makeup is the right amount of product and to blend.” She worked her brush in the same spot, working the eye shadow until it was a seamless blend. “Pick up your brush, and let me see your technique.”
They were sitting at her dining room table, on either side. Maeve had a mirror set up in front of her and made sure Charlotte had one in front of herself as well.
She watched as Charlotte dipped into her own eyeshadow palette and saw instantly what the problem was.
“To start with, you’re going for way too dark a shade. You need to look at your palette and decide what is the lightest, darkest, and mid-tones.” She started to show her each shade, and she pulled out several different palettes she liked to keep in her kit and explained how she used them.
“I thought there didn’t have to be a rule with makeup?” Charlotte asked.
“There doesn’t have to be a rule. However, when you have clients in your chair, and they want a certain look, you don’t have four hours to blend, so it’s best to stick with the general rule. That way, you keep moving and don’t have too much mess on your hands in the first place.”
“You’re amazing at this.”
Maeve chuckled. “I’m giving you free lessons. You do not have to compliment me so much.”
“You know, my mom doesn’t get my fascination with this, but you do.”
“Your mom wants you to be happy.”
Charlotte sighed. “She wants me to do what she wants.”
Maeve tried not to wince. She and Nancy understood each other, and the other woman had given her her blessing when it came to Doc. Maeve did not want to get between family. She was falling for Doc, and this was not a feeling that was fleeting.
“She wants you to know there are options out there. It’s a good thing. Trust me on this.” She offered Charlotte a smile, but the younger woman sighed.
“She wants to leave Rivermont Ridge, and she wants me to go with her.”
“You don’t want to go?”
“She thinks I need a fresh start away from Dad and the biker crap, but I don’t want to run away. I don’t need to leave. I love it here. I mean, aside from the assholes that used to bully me, everything else is okay.”
“Used to? They’re not bullying you anymore?”
“Oh, no, that has long stopped. Yeah, they kind of had the fear of death put into them, and that bullying ended.”
Maeve assumed it was her dad that did that.
“You don’t want to go and explore the world?” Maeve asked.
“No. Rivermont is home. It’s family. I don’t need to get away from it. Not even because of Jake.” Charlotte sighed. “Does that make me a bad person?”
“Why do you feel it will make you a bad person?”
“I don’t know, because I don’t feel the way they do.” She shrugged. “Ignore me.”
“Your mom just wants you to know there are a lot of options out there, and if you want to go to another state or even another country, she supports you,” Maeve said. “Your dad wants you to be happy as well.”
“I am happy. I’m learning makeup, and it can open up a lot of doors. I know, I know, it’s a competitive field, but I like it. It will keep it fresh, and looks are always changing, and they’re always bringing out new products to play with, and I like that.”