Meet CynthiaPosted: February 17, 2016 Filed under: Art, Entertainment | Tags: butterfly, scorpion, tattoo, traditional 9 Comments
This is the tattoo I got last night on my left shoulder. Her name is Cynthia.
Also, the butterfly’s name is Alfred. But he goes by Freddie down at the pub.
So This HappenedPosted: January 6, 2016 Filed under: Art, Entertainment, Self Improvement | Tags: american traditional, butterfly, tattoo 3 Comments
I got another tattoo today. It’s just below my right elbow. Two hours is a lot longer than the twenty minute Ricardo took.
RicardoPosted: December 22, 2015 Filed under: Art, Self Improvement | Tags: american traditional, body modification, sparrow, tattoo 8 Comments
Today I got a tattoo. His name is Ricardo.
If you don’t have any tattoos, don’t believe all of the people who say it doesn’t hurt. It does. But it’s better than getting a CT scan while you have kidney stones. Perspective.
Holes, Mostly in My HeadPosted: April 11, 2015 Filed under: Blogging, Entertainment, Self Improvement | Tags: nose, piercing, septum, tattoo 7 Comments
I called someone a book addict today.
Which reminds me of all the tattooed people I know who are dying for me to get inked up. Why do you do that, guys? You’re like junkies who need someone to join in on their next fix.
I don’t have any tattoos. I don’t have plans for any. I do have a couple of drawings I’d likely have tattooed on me if I were to ever get one, but they’re just not my thing. I haven’t felt the call of the wild tattoo.
Piercings, now. Those are my thing. I can get behind some holes. Especially holes with sparkly stuff in them.
I had my septum pierced ten days ago. So I can wear cute blingy stuff like this in a few weeks:
Only not three hundred dollars’ worth of cute blingy stuff. I can’t imagine paying that when I can find something just as cute for ten bucks. Seriously. They have cute stuff and all on Hindged, but damn.
As I half-expected, I got a cold sore from traumatizing my poor nose, but we’re well on our way to proper healing now. And I’ll tell you, man does it feel like I have boogers when I flip my ring up for work. I think first jewelry purchase with be a nice smooth retainer.
But yeah, piercings. I’ve had sixteen, counting the seven in my earlobes. Four left and three right, if you’re wondering.
Does sixteen sound like a lot to you? It sounds like a lot to me. For the record, the most I had at one time was twelve–hm, that’s not much better.
And I still have to work it up to go ahead and get that next needle in my body.*
The list, in chronological order, for that at least one person who’s dying to know:
Left helix Navel
- Right eyebrow, but I don’t wear anything in it anymore.
Tongue Left eyebrow Left nipple Right nipple
- Left nostril
The most painful piercing itself was the tongue. The most painful ordeal was the left helix, which I got at the mall with a gun. Yes, I know better now, but it still has me scared of cartilage piercings, even though I’d love a daith and/or rook in one or both ears. I had that thing for months, and it only hurt worse and worse, even after it was done making crusties.
What a segue, right? I guess I just wanted to talk about piercings. They’re pretty cool, you know. It’s pretty impressive how much a little piece of metal can affect my self image.
Did you want a picture?
*While writing this post, I kind of accidentally talked myself into a lip piercing,** something I thought I’d never decide to get. Cheek is still on the never list, though.
**Ian, this does NOT mean take me to the shop. I am not in a lip piercing place in my life right now.