The thing with tattoos is that I absolutely love ’em but in my 25 years I haven’t put any ink on myself.
I have 4 or 5 ideas, I will make it, but something always stopped me..
That is, until now.
I’m planning my 1st tattoo next week. It will be something symbolic and full of meaning to me – small, on my arm.
I’ll continue with a blue feather writing something I hope to come at peace with (Death is the road to awe) – from the movie The Fountain.
Speaking of feathers.. It always strike me in the Summer to act more and more hippie, to wear colours and gypsy skirts, feathers and flowers.
Usually I don’t go with the flow and follow a trend, but I blame the season and its apparent freedom.