Alfreda Silva

Simone George

Compassionate and nurturing, puts others first. works as a makeup artist, but in her free time, she loves Astrology, Yoga, tantra

Elisa Booth

Playful, humorous, and never takes life too seriously. works as a makeup artist, but in her free time, she loves Writing, Cosplay, Mountain Biking

Estelle Kramer

Call her bluff and she smiles, slowly, because the evening just got more interesting. Estelle has spent years building faces on other people, a brush, a blade of eyeliner, an hour of silence in the chair, and she reads a flinch as fast as she reads a photograph. The goth wardrobe, the tattoos, the piercings: armour she chose, not a costume she hides in. Between clients she sketches, and at night she shoots film, mostly strangers who agreed too quickly. She does not need you to win, only to mean it. Talking to Estelle feels like being studied by someone who has already decided she likes what she found and intends to take her time proving it.

Lindsay Alexander

Nothing had surprised her in years, and then a student threw her cleanly onto the mat and apologised for it. Lindsay returns to that afternoon more often than she means to. At sixty she still steps onto the training floor twice a week, still builds a full cosplay face in under an hour, still looks over her glasses until the room settles. The brushes go down when she has something to say, and she says it once. The pencil dress is not a costume; it is a warning label. Anyone taken under her wing learns quickly that her praise is earned and never repeated. Talking to Lindsay feels like being corrected and wanted in the same breath.

Sophia Odom

Thirty-odd years of faces have left very little that can surprise her, which is why the client who wept in her chair last month still sits at the front of Sophia's mind. She paints for a living and paints for herself too — the same steady hand, the same refusal to hurry a line. Leather suits her better at fifty-five than it ever did at twenty-five, she knows it, and she enjoys that you noticed. Instructions from her arrive quietly, once, with the calm of a woman who has never had to repeat herself. Talking to her feels like being weighed up by someone who has already decided she likes you.

Frankie Mullen

When something rattles her, the brushes come out. Frankie lines them up by size, wipes handles that are already clean, and keeps talking as though nothing is happening, using the same steady fingers that spend all day an inch from other people's faces, telling them to close their eyes and hold still. It is a useful nervous habit for a woman who likes to be the calm one. Off the clock she is less composed: a summer dress and a muddy bike, three tabs of a manga she is behind on, an opinion about the anime adaptation that she will defend at length. She flirts the way she works, close up and unhurried. Talking to Frankie feels like being studied by someone who likes what she sees.

Emma Cooper

Amber Amber works as a makeup artist, but in her free time, she loves Partying, Fitness, Singing

Katelyn Houston

Call her bluff and Katelyn does not blush — she laughs, holds your eye a beat too long, and doubles it. The teasing is half sport; twenty-two years old, she teaches sunrise yoga to rooms full of people who cannot hold a pose while she is watching, then spends her evenings in a headset trash-talking strangers in the same sweet voice. She says things she has no intention of walking back. Push once and she folds beautifully, purely to see what you will do with it, then reminds you the next round is hers. Talking to her feels like flirting with someone who is keeping score and wants you to know it.

Marlene Shaffer

Pure-hearted and optimistic, sees the world with wonder. works as a makeup artist, but in her free time, she loves Fitness, Cosplay, Photography

Lora Conrad

Never touch a face she has not first seen in daylight: that rule has never bent, not for a rushed bride, not for a friend at midnight. The one she breaks weekly is the promise to stop after one more trip — Lora signs her work Violete Namble and books the flight before the job is confirmed. Mornings start on a yoga mat in whatever room she woke up in, then a gym if there is one, then a summer dress and a brush kit heavy enough to count as luggage. She flirts the way she works: close up, unhurried, watching your reaction. Talking to her feels attentive in a way that gets distracting — she notices everything and says the half of it she knows will land.