where its at.
ummm...i got a tattoo last night. i want to just gush and gush about how rad it is but i am honestly just kind of speechless and dumbfounded. its beautiful, perfect, and in a spot that allows me to work in respectable places (ie: o.c.s.s.). and as painful (as in bite down on a bullet and swig whiskey painful in certain spots) as it was, i will be back in the chair in 2 weeks for color (mmm...) and then again sometime soon for a new piece (i want to get a scripted letter B on the top of my foot--maybe). so yeah, needless to say, work sucks today. i put on a flowy top so it wouldn't stick to my ink and i'm wearing my jeans pulled up on the hip on one side and all the way down on the other because i'm stupid and should've shaved my legs so i could've worn a dress today instead of pulling my jeans up every other step when i walk around. i'm just constantly resisting the urge to stand in front of the mirror and gaze...what a strange life.
pictures later.
pictures later.