“The Story in the Mirror”

by Fatal Glam Cosmetics

In every stroke, a tale begins,

Of bold new starts and hidden sins.

A whisper brushed in velvet red,

A shadow soft where dreams have fled.

From quiet girls with fire inside,

To queens who rise and never hide,

Each palette holds a thousand scenes,

Of midnight hopes and morning sheens.

A glossed lip tells of battles won,

A shimmer bright as dawning sun.

Each line, each hue, a living page—

A story painted, stage by stage.

We craft not masks, but truths revealed,

Where raw becomes the glam concealed.

You are the author, fierce and free,

With every look, a legacy.

So blend your past, define your name,

In blush and boldness, stake your claim.

For beauty speaks where silence grows—

And your story is the one we chose.

— Fatal Glam Cosmetics 💄✨