#Lipstick Colors Purple

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Medora Lipstick Colors Purple 2 In Pakistan

If you are a beauty enthusiast who loves to experiment with different lipstick shades, then you must have heard about the Medora lipstick colors Purple 2. This particular shade has gained immense popularity in Pakistan due to its unique blend of purple and pink hues, making it an ideal choice for those who want to make a bold statement with their lipstick.

In this article, we will provide you with a comprehensive guide about Medora lipstick colors Purple 2 in Pakistan. From its origin and ingredients to its application and benefits, we will cover all aspects of this popular lipstick shade.

Medora Lipstick Colors Purple

3 Medora Lipstick shades are available in this bundle

Shade# 529,

Shade# 562,

Shade# 583,

The Origin of Medora Lipstick

Medora Cosmetics was established in 1961 in Karachi, Pakistan. The brand started with a small range of beauty products, including lipsticks and nail polishes. Over the years, Medora has grown into one of the most renowned cosmetics brands in Pakistan, offering a wide range of makeup products for women.

Benefits of Using Medora Lipstick Colors Purple

There are several benefits of using Medora Lipstick Colors Purple, including:

Long-lasting formula: The lipstick provides a long-lasting effect, ensuring that you don’t have to reapply it frequently.

Moisturizing effect: The ingredients used in the lipstick provide a moisturizing effect, keeping your lips soft and hydrated.

Attractive shade: The unique blend of purple and pink hues makes this lipstick shade stand out and adds a pop of color to your overall look.

[zivazivc]

i don't know how zoë managed to top vesperia but hot damn

[skunkes]

[miekasa]

Ok but-

Gojo insisting you kiss his cheek / neck / anywhere really before your lipstick is dry bc he loves to let the world know he's taken by you

Cries and yells. He’s not even subtle about his… thing (he refuses to call it a fetish or a kink, and will insist it’s just a you thing he’s got). He pretends to not pay that much attention to you while you’re doing your makeup, but the second you get to your lips, he straightens up—if he were a dog you would see his ears stand up, you’re certain of it. Follows the curves of your lips while you apply it and gives you that crooked smile when you’re done, “You look so pretty, my love. Why don’t you come give me a kiss?”

“You waited until now?” you question, turning and standing with a pout, “My lipstick will get all over you.”

Satoru shrugs, that stupid, stupid, lovesick smile still sat on his face; and it only grows wider when he watches you pout with color-stained lips. You look pretty like that too, he thinks. He wants a kiss, but maybe he should keep you talking, or pouting—briefly he wonders how your stained lips would look quivering while crying, wonders if you’d let him make that happen tonight.

“I don’t mind,” he answers, stepping forward, a gentle hand tucked under your chin—because while he doesn’t mind you smearing your lipstick on him, he knows better than to cradle your face after you’ve done your makeup, lest he really get chewed out. Though, briefly again, he thinks about how you kinda look pretty when you’re mad at him, too.

“You will when you’re covered in it,” you laugh, innocently, “And I don’t see any reason to waste it.”

He tilts his head, flickers his gaze to your lips, then your nose, then your eyes, “Is it a waste even if I’m asking?”

(“Wouldn’t you do anything for me?” is what he’s asking, “I would for you,” is what’s left unsaid).

“I suppose not,” you smile, reaching up to hold Satoru’s face between your hands. He waits, eyes closed, for you lean in and kiss him and he hums when your lips finally meet him; but you’re pulling away too soon, and his turn to pout, “More.”

He doesn’t open his eyes, doesn’t dare let you see just how desperate he is for you to touch him and claim him, but there’s an overwhelming sense of pride and happiness and mine mine mine that washes over him when you indulge him with another kiss. And another, and another, and soon he’s turning his head to make sure you hit his cheek instead, opening his eyes to catch the shock on your face. A glance over your head allows him to see his reflection in your vanity, blood rushing to his cheeks when he catches sight of his lipstick stain on his face.

He’s a bit disappointed when you firmly tell him that, no, he cannot walk into your dinner reservation with a lipstick stain on his cheek and that you won’t leave with him until he washes it off. He lets you, only because he makes you promise him one more, watching with greedy eyes as you happily waste another layer of lipstick just to bring Satoru’s hand to your face and kiss the inside of his wrist. The mark protrudes only the slightest bit under the cuff of his shirt, hidden completely with his blazer, but it feels like it burns his skin and all his layers throughout dinner.

Satoru’s practically vibrating by the time he’s asking for the check, the glimpse of his lipstick stained wrist enough to make him half-hard and delusional enough to turn down dessert in favor of getting home quickly. “It’s okay,” he muses, when he’s back on top of you, mouth and neck and collars messy with you naked under him, “I know how you can make it up to me.”

[jesterberries]

thought i would draw my Other favorite fact from the Q&A bc i think it is so so funny

[arielluva]

on my knees begging mattel to use different makeup for draculaura than just this

she has so many dolls and yet not a lot of variation in terms of her face 😭

i think this also goes for the other g3 dolls as well but i’ve mostly noticed it on draculaura (probably bc there’s just. so many of her)

[djkibrit]

Some brown eyed Naoya (with more noticeable lipstick) edits

[artmasiah]

drawing of @lo.lliiaa on instagram

[hazeltailofficial]

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[emdotcom]

Making ppl behold my shiny pokemon recolors.

Shout out to @lightkrets312 for input & advice on the Mismagius :uu

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Medora Lipstick Colors Purple 2 In Pakistan

If you are a beauty enthusiast who loves to experiment with different lipstick shades, then you must have heard about the Medora lipstick colors Purple 2. This particular shade has gained immense popularity in Pakistan due to its unique blend of purple and pink hues, making it an ideal choice for those who want to make a bold statement with their lipstick.

In this article, we will provide you with a comprehensive guide about Medora lipstick colors Purple 2 in Pakistan. From its origin and ingredients to its application and benefits, we will cover all aspects of this popular lipstick shade.

Medora Lipstick Colors Purple

3 Medora Lipstick shades are available in this bundle

Shade# 529,

Shade# 562,

Shade# 583,

The Origin of Medora Lipstick

Medora Cosmetics was established in 1961 in Karachi, Pakistan. The brand started with a small range of beauty products, including lipsticks and nail polishes. Over the years, Medora has grown into one of the most renowned cosmetics brands in Pakistan, offering a wide range of makeup products for women.

Benefits of Using Medora Lipstick Colors Purple

There are several benefits of using Medora Lipstick Colors Purple, including:

Long-lasting formula: The lipstick provides a long-lasting effect, ensuring that you don’t have to reapply it frequently.

Moisturizing effect: The ingredients used in the lipstick provide a moisturizing effect, keeping your lips soft and hydrated.

Attractive shade: The unique blend of purple and pink hues makes this lipstick shade stand out and adds a pop of color to your overall look.

[animutate]

every time i walk into ulta the devil on my shoulder tells me to go to the clinique section to look at the almost lipstick in the shade black honey because "its so the craft 1996" even though i never wear lip products that sheer.

[throughfullmooneyes]

Brand New Purple Hair Flavor 

[hazeltail]

Throwback Thursday 💜

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[absurdist-void]

My LH liquid latex lipsticks finally arrived and I love the colors but I’m slightly disappointed that they don’t completely dry after spending an arm and a leg for them.

[redrobin-detective]

lipstick on your cape

“Robbie?” Tabitha looked up from the phone she wasn’t supposed to have on patrol at Nightwing. Hopefully Peg wouldn’t tattle on her to Bruce. “You got a little something on your cape. I think it’s that dark red lipstick they can probably see from the Watchtower.”

Beth examined her cape and, sure enough, there were some mysterious red smudges on the inner yellow lining, just past the right shoulder. She scrubbed at it with her gloves, how’d that even get there? Alfred would have a fit if this stained. Peg grunted as she sat down next to Tab on the edge of the building.

“So, do you wanna talk about it?” Peg asked, deceptively casual.

“About what?” Beth questioned.

“About why you’ve been sporting colored lips the last week,” Peg said softly. “I mean it’s pretty and all but its very,“ she paused. “It’s grownup. Are you trying to impress someone? I know things with you and Arianna are over but maybe someone on your team?”

“No, it’s not like that!” Beth blushed. “I don’t know, I thought it looked nice?”

“You’re 15 baby girl,” Peg said with a little frown. “You don’t need to look nice, you just need to be yourself. Especially as Robin.”

“I am being myself. I don’t have a reason, okay! I just thought it would be fun. I don’t know, I like girly stuff I guess. Its a safety risk to wear fun earrings or necklaces on patrol so, I don’t know, the other day I put on some lipstick and thought it looked cute so I kept doing it.”

Her mother had been a tomboy, more at home in the dirt than society but Tabitha had always been impressed at how she could transform. The nights they were home, when they had to play the part of the Drakes, were special. Mom would do her hair, nails and make-up just so and become someone else. She went from Tab’s flighty, distracted but stubborn mom to a princess. Her smiles were calculated, her posture perfect and she could glide across a ballroom in six inch heels and a sleek dress like she was born for it. And she had been but she’d rejected it for her dad and archeology but mostly archeology.

Tabitha loved computers and skateboards and comics and cars but she’d spent so many hours learning to style her hair in different ways, to paint her nails like a pro and to layer her lipstick like she was ready for murder. It was a side she hadn’t indulged in much lately. Being Robin was it’s own sort of freedom but it had its restrictions as well.

“I didn’t know you were into that sort of thing,” Peg said thoughtfully, leaning back to look up at the moon. “I guess Jan and I set a bit of a precedent huh?” Robins were crime fighters. They laughed at criminals and fought against the worst of the worst. They were efficient, practical and inspiring. They didn’t wear lipstick. Beth brought a glove to cover her mouth.

“Sorry, I guess it’s not really appropriate, is it? I think I have some make up remover wipes in my belt.” Peg grabbed a hold of her wrist.

“No, no, keep it on,” Peg insisted. “It does look nice, you did a good job and it really compliments the red of your suit.” She shifted so they were holding hands. “My mom used to do me up in makeup before shows, so the audience could see our faces. I can still feel her fingertips running over my cheeks.” She said with a soft voice, eyes closed in memory. “Moving in with B, I couldn’t do makeup that extravagant. I had to make a good impression and then, as I got older, I didn’t want anyone to get the wrong impression from lipstick and eye shadow.” 

“It’s such a burden to be beautiful,” Tabitha said with an eye roll even though it kind of was. She saw the way people ogled Peg at events. Tab had tripped one particularly creepy guy right into the punch bowl. Bruce had given her a thumbs up across the hall.

“You’re not Jan, no one expects you to be,” Peg said softly. “We just want you to be yourself. That’s the beauty of being Robin, you get to be whoever you want to be.”

“And what about B?” Beth questioned.

“You introduced yourself by breaking B’s rules,” Peg said with a grin, breaking the hand hold to ruffle Tab’s hair. She angrily straightened her clip and re-fluffed her bangs. Just because Nightwing just had a simple ponytail doesn’t mean some vigilantes didn’t care about merging style and function. “I think you’ll be fine.”

“Hmm, okay,” Beth said, scooting over to lean on Peggy’s shoulder. She loved her mom, missed her a lot but having a big sister was pretty great too. “You could add a little color to your lips too if you want.”

“I think I’ll pass. I’ve seen the colors you wear, baby bird,” Peg chuckled.

“Well how about your hair?” Tab asked, sitting up. “I could teach you how to do a simple french braid, or more fancy if you’d like. Still be functional but adds a little bit of style.”

“Tomorrow, my place, my hands always cramp after too long using the grapples. I’ll order some of that disgusting pizza you like,” Peg grinned. Tabitha grinned, her lips a dark ruby red under the Gotham moonlight.

Robin didn’t do her make up every night. Some nights she was running late, finishing clipping on her cape as she ran to the Batmobile. Other times she was too tired, too pained, just not in the mood for such frivolities. But other nights, she sculpted her eyebrows with an eyebrow pencil. She rubbed primer, foundation, blush, sealant on her face that could hold up against wind, rain and rogues. She poured over her ever growing collection of lipsticks and lipstains and picked a color that spoke to her.

Red was for when she was feeling daring, bold, she had many different variations of the color but deliberately shied away from Joker red. When Spoiler took to the streets she acquired all sorts of different purples to complement the laughing boy’s costume. Pink was for when she felt soft but strong, when she was making a statement to the worst of Gotham that it couldn’t change her. Black was only to be used on the nights she knew would be bad. Bart got her a glittery gold one that she loved but used sparingly because it caught the light easily. Peg had laughed when when Tab shown up once with Nightwing blue lips, her braided hair dancing in the breeze.

She was Robin, she was a hero, a role model, a symbol. But she was also a girl, a girl who loved dresses that flared out when she spun and lots of shiny, sparkly dangles and doodads and she loved the taste of matte lipstick as she jumped into the fight. Sometimes people were just a pile of different things all mushed together. And the rest of the world was going to just have to get over it.