So yesterday… was busy! I met with a local gal at Starfuckers around 9:30 to exchange a purse I bought from her and just to shoot the shit. After that we walked over to B&N (and bought books of course!) and finally got into the shop around quarter to noon.
Setting up, it’s almost time!
This SUCKED. Right on the elbow. Death might be better.
Ignore my nonchalant pose and the fact I am taking photos. This actually wasn’t that bad, but it wasn’t great either. He is doing a large area of solid colour with a 15(??) mag needle. It’s way way way more pleasant than any other group of needles I’ve been under, but it’s still a fucking group of needles.
I stopped snapping photos because my battery on my phone died a terrible death. I don’t know if that’s good or bad, as I no longer had a good distraction. Here is the final product.
The letters were the real bitch. The L/L/I travels right across my bone/elbow and I wanted to take my skin off and have it reattached after it was done being filled in.
The blue is going to need another pass over it – not looking forward to that. I’ll put up with the pain of tattooing for the final product, but I hate knowing it needs to be done again.
We walked out of the shop to this (next door is a Haitian owned beauty salon, hence the weave, but on a car?)
