with my new tattoo. ♥
I know there are people in and surrounding my life that don’t get it…. and up until the most recent, my daughter wasn’t much of a fan either.
It’s the one selfish area of my life. I love them- and nothing beats a few hours under the needle… and I hate needles otherwise.
It doesn’t hurt that one of my favorite people is the tattoo queen herself. I haven’t seen her in ages, and I’ve been looking for just the right thing.
I generally get a new one when I’m inspired, and I’m beyond inspired these days. There’s a countdown in progress and I’m downright annoying and freaking out. Absolutely as nervous as it gets.
Therapy. We all need it. Whether yours comes in the form of laying on a couch and talking or getting a shiny brand new tattoo… it’s all the same.
I just have something gorgeous to show for mine when it’s all said and done.
I found the perfect tattoo… and made the call… and sweet, sweet, sweet… I can get right in!
It speaks to me, and it’s how I feel about my life these days. It’s sexy fantasticness and fits beautifully into all my favorite heels. My cute little red liked it so much she painted my toenails to match… complete with little anchors ♥