each time my heart breaks it's like a new tattoo

gotta get down on friday

well it's time for another thrilling installment of "TATTUESDAY" (one of my best puns, you're welcome). today was pretty impromptu, i only finalised things last night but i was as nervous/excited as ever to head down and get permanently scarred in the name of aesthetic catharsis. my regular tattooist was on holiday (hope spain's nice chris, missing you xo) but john, who is equally as wonderful, was in to catch up with me after doing my first tattoo over five years ago. it was lovely to see him but the actual tattooing was another thing altogether.

i'm running out of room for your tattoos

"in the midst of things"

today was tattoo day! a very exciting day, i'm sure you'll agree, and one that comes around all too rarely for me. working in a nursery, you'd think that i'm banned from a lot of bod mod - on the contrary. thanks to a rather laid back (unaware) boss, and a really lovely team of wonderful women (and one exceptional man), i'm basically allowed to run free. it's my fault that i've stretched my ears enough for the kids to rip them out every day but that's half of the fun, right? RIGHT?