Carrie Underwood often gets dressed up for red carpet events, so it wasn’t surprising to see her wearing a lot of makeup while fishing with her husband, Mike Fisher. In a September 13 Instagram post, Underwood shared several photos of them on a boat, happily showing off their catches. She wrote, “Had the BEST day today fly fishing in Montana! Thanks to our awesome guide, Jason, for the expertise! What a day!” In the pictures, the singer of “Before He Cheats” looked almost unrecognizable, and as someone who knows about makeup, I could tell why.
Carrie Underwood usually has a smoky eye look, but she often adds some light shimmer to soften it. In her fishing pictures, though, she seemed to have used a darker brown eyeshadow that made her eyes look smaller instead of wider. Her eyebrows also looked darker than usual, which changed her overall appearance. One fan commented, “I think she’s great, but honestly, I can’t recognize her. She has always been so naturally beautiful. Has she had a lot of surgery or new teeth?”
Underwood did talk about an accident in 2017 that left her with over 40 stitches on her face, which might have changed how she looks. However, her heavy makeup and fuller lips lately are fueling ongoing rumors about plastic surgery.
Carrie Underwood’s overly bronzed makeup was somethin’ bad
Carrie Underwood looked almost unrecognizable in an Instagram video she shared on September 21. Instead of her usual soft glam, her face had a very dark bronze color that resembled a spray tan that didn’t turn out well. It wasn’t the nice glow that Jennifer Lopez made popular in the early 2000s. It was more like Ross Geller from Friends when he used the spray tan machine incorrectly and ended up way too dark.
We’ve seen Carrie Underwood without makeup many times, and she looks stunning. While we totally support her love for makeup, this time the bronzer seemed too much and gave her face a muddy look. One fan commented, “I know she’s making a video, but seriously!” Another fan noticed, “Her lips are getting bigger.”
It’s true that you can make your lips look fuller with lip liner, different lipstick shades, and gloss. However, many fans believe Underwood might have used fillers to enhance her lips, and there’s no shame in that. When asked about the plastic surgery rumors, she told Redbook in 2018, “It’s a little sad because the truth is just as interesting. I wish I had gotten some great plastic surgery to improve this [scar], but I try not to worry too much about it.”
The maid took pity and fed the orphan while the masters were away. The returned wealthy couple did not believe their eyes.
Yulia Antonovna had long served in the Grigoryev household—Vladimir and Lyudmila. Today the masters had gone somewhere, and the maid, having finished all her chores around the house, sat down to rest by the window. Suddenly, her attention was drawn to a little boy on the street. Skinny and clad in tattered clothes, he was wandering along the fence of their property.
“Perhaps he’s hungry,” sighed Yulia Antonovna, feeling pity for the unfortunate child. Glancing at the huge clock in the living room, she decided that the couple wouldn’t return anytime soon and stepped out into the yard.
“What’s your name?” she asked softly, addressing the boy who was carefully watching the street. “Vasya,” he replied, giving her a wary look from beneath his disheveled bangs. “Well then, Vasya, come with me. I’ll feed you some fresh apple pie,” the woman offered, and the boy, without hesitation, followed her. His stomach had been rumbling from hunger for a long time—he hadn’t eaten anything that day.
In the kitchen, Yulia Antonovna carefully cut an impressive slice of pie with a knife and placed a plate in front of the hungry little one.
“Oh, it’s so delicious!” Vasya exclaimed, greedily biting into the soft pastry. “My mother used to bake a pie just like this once!” “And where is your mother?” the woman asked cautiously. The boy paused, stopped chewing, and sadly lowered his eyes. “I’ve been looking for her for a long time… She disappeared,” he murmured softly. “Eat, eat,” Yulia Antonovna gently encouraged him. “You’ll find your mother, I’m sure you will.”
At that moment, the front door creaked, and Vladimir and Lyudmila entered the house. The maid flinched at the sound of the footsteps.
“And who do we have here as our guest?” Vladimir asked in surprise as he peered into the kitchen. His eyes widened when he saw the boy. “Who did you bring in, Yulia?” he said sternly to the maid. “This child is looking for his mother; he’s hungry, and I decided to feed him,” the woman replied calmly, shrugging her shoulders.
“So now you’re feeding all sorts of strays? And our opinion no longer matters to you?” the master of the house protested.
Hearing these words, Vasya began to cry. “I’m going to leave now,” he mumbled, putting the half-eaten piece of pie back on the plate.
Then Lyudmila intervened: “Wait, boy,” she said softly. “Tell me, where are you from? Where did you lose your mother?”
Lyudmila had always been gentler than her husband. Sometimes Vladimir would scold her for being overly kind, but he had never succeeded in changing her nature.
“I live with my grandfather, but he’s mean. He’s always scolding me for something, and sometimes he even hits me. I ran away from him,” Vasya confessed, and he pulled from the pocket of his old, ragged trousers a yellowed photograph.
“These are my parents. We used to live together,” said the boy, wiping away his tears with his hand as he handed the photo to the homeowners.
Lyudmila, taking the photo in her hands, froze…In the photo was her daughter, Varya! “Look, Volodya, it’s our girl!” she exclaimed, trembling as she passed the photo to her husband.
Vladimir reluctantly took the photo. “Vasya, how did you come by this photo?” he asked in surprise.
“I stole it from my grandfather. On the other side is an address, so I came here. I thought maybe my mother lives here,” the boy answered as he calmed down. “Grandpa always says that my mother is like a cuckoo who abandoned me. But I don’t believe him!”
“It can’t be! It can’t be!” Lyudmila repeated, recalling how their daughter Varya had once run away with a Gypsy named Manush. For several years they hadn’t heard from her, and then she returned, only to be involved in an accident soon after. That day became a nightmare for them, after which they were left completely alone in these huge mansions.
“And where is your father?” Vladimir asked. “And my father is gone. He was buried six months ago,” Vasya cried once more.
The pair was stunned. They had found a grandson! Tired of loneliness, they decided to keep the boy with them.
“You know, little one, we’ll take you to your room,” said Lyudmila. “And will my mother come?” asked Vasya. “Your mother is now with your father,” the woman replied sadly.
Vasya paled.
After a while, the couple finalized the adoption documents. The boy’s grandfather did not object upon learning that his grandson could be taken in by affluent people.
Yulia Antonovna was delighted. Thanks to that day when she met the little one, the homeowners became happy. In time, Vasya was no longer the destitute, hungry stray. Instead, he became a well-dressed boy, aware of proper manners, with a loving family.
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