Valentino brushed the eyeshadow onto your eyelids, squinting to made sure he gets it just right.

He was leaning down to your level, one set of hand maneuvering your face and the other applying the makeup.

He only ever did makeup on you -- you're his star, after all.

He kissed your cheek and moved on to your other eye, still looking to the other now and then so even the most meticulous and simple details were well done.

"Amorcito, move your head a bit to the left for me."