It may not be what you call perfect, but it's my life..

.. not by sight.

Guess who made a trip to Inksanity over the weekend? I’ve been itching for a new tat, so we took a little group trip over to the shop to get a fix.

The plan was for me to get my tats and for my girls to get their industrial piercings. That didn’t happen. Well, I got my tats, but the piercing artist was out sick. Al [my tattoo artist] worked on what I wanted. I picked out the lettering and he drew it up. Bam.. I was in the chair.

Me: “This is gonna hurt like a bitch ain’t it?”
Al: -looks up smiles and goes back to prepping the materials-

Comforting lol. My girls stood around the area and watched while I sat there motionless as he started my tat. Yeah, definitely not a nice feeling. I pulled out my phone and tweeted about it, though. I was taking the pain like a G lol.

30 minutes later and we’re finished. The end result?

Right foot.

Left foot.

Forgive me for the slight ashiness. And please let’s not comment on the chubbiness of my feet. I get that enough from Seven lol.

Do yall like em? I love em. I’m already contemplating on what my next tat(s) are going to be. Al and the other artists over at Inksanity will definitely be seeing me more often.