She was not pretty, but it was obvious, even to Dean's untrained eye, that her attire, hair do, makeup and whole mien did not evolve from the poor side of the tracks.
Makeup had always been more of a bother to her than anything else, so she didn't wear any.
When computers are in your clothes, medicine, eyeglasses, wallet, tires, walls, makeup, jewelry, cookware, tennis shoes, binoculars, and everything else you own, those things will do more than you can imagine—the stuff of science fiction.
She wore no makeup but some alluring perfume made her smell like heaven.
She looked terrible—re-deyed, no makeup and dark roots beginning to show through her Annie Quincy blonde.
Deidre washed her face and redid her makeup before venturing to peek into the bathtub again.
She wore neither makeup nor jewelry, but her blouse and skirt demonstrated that she had made a half-hearted attempt to dress for company.
With her carefully crafted outfit and makeup, Hannah fit right in.