Makeup essay 600 words

A collection of 9 600-word essays about makeup

In real life or work and study, everyone is familiar with essays. With the help of essays, we can improve our language organization ability. Do you know how to write a good essay? Below are 9 makeup essays of 600 words that I have collected for you. You are welcome to learn from them and refer to them. I hope they will be helpful to you.

Makeup Essay 600 Words Part 1

My good friend and classmate is celebrating his birthday. This colorful little "boob" has been going viral in the class for several weeks. The big cake It has been booked. It is said that it is specially made at a large cake shop in Shanghai. The hotel has already been booked. It is said that it is a luxury hotel in Qingpu. In short, the rumors are getting more and more bizarre, making everyone's mouths water with greed...

Time passes so slowly, why can't this day come? Don't worry, it will be here today. ?. On Saturday morning, my mother sent me off to go to the banquet. On the way, I bumped into Yueyue and her mother, who were also going to the same destination, so I was asked to go with them.

I was very surprised by the natural splendor of the hotel. We were ushered into a large private room by the waitress. Many students came. We welcomed everyone in with a warm hug until they came in. When the big round table was completely crowded, the birthday party began grandly.

"Today is classmate Peng Yuqing's tenth birthday, so I invite you to join us in joy and joy, because the tenth birthday is the most important. The tenth birthday marks that she has grown up." Yuqing ’s mother finished her welcome speech with emotion. Peng Yuqing played a passionate piano piece by herself, and another classmate played a happy birthday song on the flute. Then, accompanied by piano, flute and other musical instruments, we sang "Happy Birthday Song" together in Chinese and English. , the candles were extinguished, and the light instantly illuminated the room, illuminating our group of innocent children. A beautiful big cake was quickly distributed to each small plate. What a pity. I don’t know how much effort the cake chef spent. Such a beautiful piece of art was just completed and disappeared in an instant.

After everyone had eaten and enjoyed themselves, they started chasing each other and smearing cakes on each other’s faces. Everyone’s faces were colorful. It was so happy. Of course, the one who was made up by cakes was the most beautiful. The protagonist is naturally classmate Peng Yuqing...

Then we just focused on playing. We chased each other crazily and played hide-and-seek in the hotel. The feast that was served had long been forgotten. I just heard the aunt keep shouting at the door of the private room: "Come and eat quickly! The food is cold..." 600-word makeup essay Part 2

We are going to hold an interesting masquerade party!

I carefully prepared a unique mask and named it the Colorful Bead Mask. It took me half a week to complete! I embroidered pink, yellow and bright red colors on the mask one by one. Pink beads strung a heart, and sequins adorned the outline of the mask. Under the illumination of the light, it emitted a dazzling light, making it look particularly dazzling.

In that music class, I wore a white "wedding dress" dress, a crown made of fake diamonds on my head, and a colorful bead mask I made, which made me look quite eye-catching. Xinyi and Zining were wearing "kimonos." The three of us put on strange clothes and awkwardly walked to the door of the music classroom. We didn't enter the classroom until the bell rang.

As soon as I entered the classroom, everyone burst into laughter, and I lowered my head and sat in my seat. As the music "Lakula Kacha" played, the laughter stopped. Everyone was immersed in the paradise of music, twisting their waists and singing. The whole classroom suddenly became lively, and people couldn't help twisting their waists. .

"Lakulakacha, Lakulakcha, jump down one by one." Accompanied by music, the teacher also joined us. Although the clothes on my body were very tight, the power of the music made me jump up and sway involuntarily.

"Wow! What kind of monster is this?" I shouted. The big "monster" was shaking its head and walking back and forth in front of me, as if it wanted to eat me. I saw the "monster" taking off the mask, "Oh! It's you!"

Although Zeng Dalin's mask was bought, it was very unique. A bloody jaw kept shaking, as if it was about to fall. A few blond strands of hair stood up behind her forehead, like telegraph poles on the side of the road.

Soon, the class passed, and the interesting masquerade was over, but the lively scene of the masquerade was imprinted in everyone’s hearts and could not be erased! In such activities, we dance and sing freely, just like horses on the grassland, galloping on the grass, and butterflies dancing among the flowers. Makeup Essay 600 Words Part 3

Children’s Day is here, and the teacher decided to turn the classroom into a children’s paradise. I thought this matter had nothing to do with us, but I got involved. . I am not dressing up for others, but dressing up the classroom, because this is our holiday---Children's Day. How can I not contribute?

As soon as I arrived at the classroom in the afternoon, two "little soldiers" took me directly to the monitor's "barracks". It turned out that they were forcing me to do "coolie work". I immediately kicked my legs and jumped. , I thought about running away, but I had no choice. These two "little soldiers" were a duo of strong men. They lifted me up directly. Oh my God, if I don't do it, the "Nine Yin White Bone Claws" will wait for me. There is nothing I can do. , I have always been afraid of girls and had no choice but to obey.

I was assigned a few ribbons, and my first task was to decorate the ceiling. I thought it would be fine if I couldn't touch it with my hands, but the "General Staff Officer" came up with an idea. He quickly put together a few tables and put a few chairs on them. This was such a bad idea. My legs kept shaking and my hands were trembling as I hung the ribbons to the ceiling, like a sheep cornered by a tiger. However, I tried my best to stay calm, said OK, and then finished the rest, and then wanted to leave. At this time, someone tapped me on the shoulder, which was bad.

Wow, you actually want me to blow up a balloon. I was blown up by a balloon when I was a child. Since then, I have never dared to play with it. Now, if you ask me to blow it up, it will push me to a dead end. But, As fate would have it, I blew the first one. I closed my eyes, covered my face with one hand, held the balloon in the other, and kept blowing in... "Bang" it exploded, ah, I blew too much , I was so frightened that I stepped back again and again. The "squad leader" couldn't stand it anymore and covered his forehead with his hands. I tried blowing again. This time, I opened my eyes wide, and without covering my face with my hands, I slowly blew air in. When it was about the same size as my head, I stopped. I pulled, circled, and Pulling and pulling, the knot was tied in a few movements. I was not afraid of balloons anymore. It was an unexpected bonus. I grinned, just like a toy---a laughing doll.

The party has begun. Looking at the beautiful classroom and thinking about my contribution, my heart is as sweet as honey. I am really a makeup artist worthy of the name! 600-word essay on makeup, Part 4

From a human perspective, makeup is a common thing. As long as you look beautiful on the surface, you can charm everyone. But in Lin Qingxuan's view, this kind of idea should not come from a wise person.

The author Lin Qingxuan met a female makeup artist. At first, Lin Qingxuan thought that she could only work on the epidermis, but what happened later made Lin Qingxuan change this idea. One day, Lin Qingxuan couldn't help but ask the female makeup artist: What is the highest level of makeup. However, the makeup artist gave him two words - natural. The author was puzzled and asked to the end. The female makeup artist used several practical examples to make Lin Qingxuan realize that the highest state of makeup is no makeup. All appearances in this world are not independent and must have their own profound inner meaning. So, the best way to change the appearance is not to work on the surface, but to reform from the inside. pity. People who work hard on appearances often don't understand this truth.

This story tells us: as an upright person, you should not only pursue external beauty but also inner beauty. A person's appearance is not important, the most important thing is the beauty of the soul. Kindness is the real beauty.

Comrade Lei Feng has always been a hero in our hearts, but he is neither tall nor handsome, but he is deeply loved by people. Why is this? Three words: spiritual beauty. He always serves the people and contributes to the people. Lei Feng thought of others wholeheartedly and dedicated his life to our party. How can such a person not be admirable?

It is said that there is such a woman who wants to look like a beautiful girl to confuse men and defraud them of their money. The woman sold almost all her property and spent hundreds of thousands of dollars on plastic surgery at a beauty salon in exchange for a man's heart. The man never imagined that the woman he loved was actually a liar. That vicious-hearted woman defrauded tens of thousands of dollars, but in the end she still couldn't escape the law. This is all America's fault.

Appearance beauty is important, but never abandon inner beauty. Makeup Essay 600 Words Part 5

I looked at the photo of us looking at each other and smiling. When else could I be more beautiful than then...

Looking at my mother When I came back from outside carrying big and small bags of snacks, I quickly greeted them, but my mother turned slightly to protect the snacks. "This is not bought for you. I will go to the orphanage in the afternoon and buy it for them." My eyes Staring at the snacks, I said to my mother, "Mom, I'll go too." I nodded, handed the snacks to me, and said, "No stealing!" I accepted it with a helpless smile.

When I went out in the afternoon, the weather was strange. There was no snow or wind, but it was extremely cold. I sat in the car fully equipped, secretly looking forward to the afternoon activities.

When we arrived at the orphanage, the teacher immediately came up to us and took us to the classroom, saying thank you to us. When we arrived at the door of the classroom, the teacher on the podium stopped. The whole class stood up and said, "Welcome," which made me feel flattered. He stopped with a smile, said thank you in reply, and walked to the empty seat in the last row amidst the applause.

None of them have parents, and some are seriously ill. Some of them are the same age as me, and their handwriting is no better than that of my elementary school students. Although they all follow the teacher, they seem to be more obedient. They are slow and dull, and the progress of class is very slow. It often takes dozens of minutes to teach a word, but their eyes are very serious. The words they write may not look good, but they are careful and neat stroke by stroke.

After class, I had to hand out snacks to them. Most of them smiled shyly, and I laughed too. When I gave a candy to one of the little girls, she looked at the candy, and then looked at it again. I ran behind the teacher and felt embarrassed. The teacher explained to me: "Most of them are kind and simple, but they are afraid of strangers and dare not contact strangers. Forget it, give it to others."

But , that is obviously the look you want! I slowly walked over, knelt down, and looked at her. I smiled, opened the candy, and held her over with my left hand. Although she was a little scared, she still came over. I put the candy into her mouth and she licked it. After taking a sip, she raised her head and smiled brightly at me. I actually smiled stupidly without knowing why, like a child. The flash flashed and my mother took the photo and said to me: "How beautiful!"

I was sitting in the car going home and looking at that photo. I had never realized that I could smile so beautifully. Because of love, our smiles, spirits, and even lives are full of color, bright and bright.

Use love to put makeup on life. 600-word makeup essay, Part 6

Makeup artist has superb makeup skills. Only with superb skills can one be a qualified makeup artist.

One of our magical “wonderful people” is a “make-up artist”. Although he is not very skilled in makeup, he is the only big boy among us who loves makeup. His alias is Ouyang, also known as "Make-up Artist".

He loves makeup and English classes.

However, he was the only one who did some unreasonable actions in the English teacher's class - putting on makeup. In the English class he loves, he does what he loves more than English class - putting on makeup.

He always carries a gray and thick pen - pencil - in his pencil case. This pencil is his special makeup pen - eyebrow pencil.

Jingle bell, jingle bell, it’s time for class.

This section is English class. This section is Ouyang's "makeup class". His English scores are very good, and his skills in "making up" eyebrows are also very good. English teacher Misschen also likes him very much because Misschen thinks Ouyang is very cute.

He took out his "eyebrow pencil" from the pencil case. With her orchid fingers raised, she looked at the mirror in the pencil case, gently swiped her eyebrows twice, and then looked at "myself" in the mirror, with a crescent-like smile on her lips. It seems to be saying: "Not bad, my skills in drawing eyebrows are really good. No wonder, I am the 'makeup artist'." This action is so cute and enchanting.

There are pieces of paper in his pencil case. The color of the paper is red. This kind of paper is the lipstick of women in the past. It can be stuck at the junction of the upper lip and the lower lip. As soon as the lips are closed, there will be a red "light" on the lips.

He took out a piece of "lipstick paper", raised his hand in a cute gesture, and moved the "lipstick paper" to the junction of his upper and lower lips. When the upper and lower lips closed, there was no bright red light on his lips. But in Ouyang's heart, there was a red "light" on his lips.

His makeup movements and fingers are so cute and enchanting.

He is one of our magical "make-up artists" among the ordinary people. He is a cute "make-up artist" and also the most enchanting "make-up artist". 600-word essay on makeup, Part 7

I know that many women like to wear makeup. Almost all the mothers who pick up and drop off their classmates wear makeup when they go to school and after school every day. My mom also loves makeup and loves it.

Mom’s dressing table is in her bedroom. I think of it as an "experiment bench" filled with "chemicals", and every time I put on makeup it's like "experimenting".

One time, I was going to an English cram school. After lunch, my mother quickly got dressed and started "doing experiments". Look, she first picked up a box of "powder-like white chemicals" and an "experimental brush" and rubbed it on her face. Then she picked up a bottle of "paste chemicals" and squeezed some into her hand. Apply it on your face...

"Hurry up"! I urged.

"Wait a minute!"

Then, she took a small jar of "viscous paste-like chemicals" and wiped it on her face. She picked up another bottle of "jelly-like chemical paste" and wiped some of it on her hand. She also picked up a tube of "liquid chemical" and used the brush on it to wipe it towards her eyelashes...

"Hurry up"!

“Well, it’ll be ready soon!”

“Hurry up!”

“It’ll be ready soon!”

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I don’t know how long it took, but my mother’s “experiment” was finally completed. As a result, I was only a few minutes late for class.

Not only does she have to "do experiments" before going out, but she also has to "do experiments" before going to bed at night. I'm really impressed! She picked up a bottle of "transparent liquid chemicals" and poured it on a piece of "chemical non-woven fabric", then applied it to her face and put on a red light-emitting cap that made a slight noise. He picked up a box of "paste-like chemicals" and repeatedly rubbed it on his hands and arms, then picked up a box of "white paste-like chemicals" and wiped it on his neck, and then picked up a box of "white to grayish thin paste" "like chemicals" were rubbed towards her legs and feet... It took a long time before her "experiment" was completed.

How much my mother loves makeup! She is truly a “makeup geek”! 600-word essay on makeup, Part 8

Many girls like makeup, and makeup can make people beautiful. I also put on makeup today.

This afternoon, my parents went out to work. I was very excited. If my parents were not at home, they would definitely cause a scene!

"Goodbye!" When I shouted these words, I felt indescribable joy in my heart.

During this time, I read, ate snacks, and played... However, I looked at my watch and saw that only half an hour had passed. It was so boring! I suddenly remembered that there were cosmetics in my mother's room, and I thought to myself: Should I go or not? In the end, evil defeated justice, and I came to my mother's room.

There is a dressing table at the right corner. There is a mirror on the dressing table, which looks very simple. I opened the drawer: no; opened the small door, no... Just when I was discouraged, I looked up: Oh, it turns out that the foundation is in the most eye-catching place in front of the makeup and the stage! It’s true: looking back suddenly, that person is in a dimly lit place.

Then I opened the largest drawer. Wow! It was filled with cosmetics. Lipstick, lip gloss, foundation... everything is available, colorful. I took out a bottle of foundation, put it on the puff, faced the makeup mirror, and carefully spread the foundation evenly on my face. Wow! I can't even recognize myself after putting on makeup. The skin is very fair, but the eyes are not evenly applied. Then, I took out my lipstick, put it on happily, looked at myself in the mirror, and thought it looked good. Then, rummaging around in the drawer, where is the blush? Is there no blush in it? It seems I can only use lipstick as blush. Looking at me in the mirror, I think I look great.

However, as soon as I got home, my mother saw my makeup and yelled: "Who put it on? My face is black and white, like a witch." I screamed: It's a fairy, not a witch. ! But I also secretly took a look in the mirror. After a long time, my face was indeed black and white...

This incident made me understand a truth: to listen to other people’s opinions, don’t be too stubborn! 600-word makeup essay, Part 9

November 25th is a great day, it’s Christmas, I like it very much. Every Christmas, I will put on a Santa hat, a red cotton jacket, red gloves and a pair of red cotton boots, look in the mirror, blow a kiss to the person in the mirror and say: "I love you!" Because I love Christmas so much.

Not only can you give gifts at Christmas, our class also introduced a new idea - a masquerade party! This was a request made by the monitor of our class, and the teacher agreed on the spot! "Oh yeah" the cheers of the whole class broke the tranquility of the classroom... But some students objected and said that it would be held until 8 o'clock this afternoon, otherwise we wouldn't be able to wait any longer. We all agree. My best friend and I had already agreed that I would play the princess and she would play the prince, and we would sing a song at the dance. Our verbal code is: Masquerade—cool.SingGo! The two of us meet up. She is indeed very handsome in the role, but she is a girl and her voice will not change, but her short hair is just right for a prince! I put on a wig, blonde, with a crown. "Now our prince and princess will bring you a song called How Butterflies Fly!" said the teacher of our class. Speaking of the teacher, she is dressed very differently: a magician who looks like the tall boy in our class. "Prince" and I came on stage. We held hands and sang "How Butterflies Fly". After singing, I sprinkled the fruit candies we had prepared in advance, and the classmates cheered.

Students from other classes also came to our class. There was really no room, so we moved to the playground, where we simply dressed up temporarily. ah! So beautiful...

At 7:50, the lights go out, and I want to stand at the front and sing "Still Good Friends" for everyone. We are already in our senior year of high school, and it's time to say goodbye. "Still Good Friends" embodies our true feelings...

Eight o'clock arrived, the dance was over, and the students reluctantly left the campus and this fairy tale campus...