
So… I booked a bridal makeup trial on a random Tuesday. Not because I’m engaged. Not even close. I just wanted to see what I’d look like if someone loved me enough to plan a wedding.
Blame it on too many Pinterest boards, too much caffeine, or just delusion. Either way, I typed “bridal makeup trial near me” into Google, landed on Trakky, and booked a glam session faster than my ex ran from commitment.
I looked like I had three wedding functions lined up and a bridal reel dropping at 7 PM.
The contour? Crisp.
The highlighter? NASA-level reflective.
The lashes? Flirtier than me after two iced Americanos.
Did I go anywhere after? Obviously.
I fake-smiled at a random café till someone asked, “Shaadi kab hai?”
And I said, “Soon.”
Because apparently, I’m now planning an imaginary wedding for my cheekbones.
No awkward “shaadi kab hai” phone calls.
No price drama.
Just scroll → select → slay.
You can compare makeup for engagement shoots, bridal artists in Ahmedabad, or go full glam for no reason (highly recommend).
Not getting married.
Not even dating.
But this look?
Wife material.