I took in a gerbera daisy a couple of months ago when I went for my consult and said I wanted a stormy gerbera, wet, blowing in the wind, broken, left forearm, I told him it was not a happy tattoo it was to represent my depression, it is also my favorite flower, our wedding flowers that were royally fucked up by our wedding people and it is the only flower people can give me that I can keep because Gus eats the leaves and barfs up all other plant life. She even tries to eat the fake Christmas tree and I yell at her. Gerberas have no leaves. HAHAAHA on you GUS.
It is kind of strange because I never thought I�d do my lower arms at all but as any who has them knows they are addictive little fuckers.
For our wedding we got gift certificates for tattoos. I love it. Totally kickass gift.
I am going to confess that this tattoo hurt really really ummm really bad. If I didn�t have a massive right arm tattoo I�d probably not admit this but that was a two seater and it hurt way less. I got to lie down because I was tired I didn�t sleep well the night before and was up sick and shit, during I just thought holy shit if I weren�t lying down I�d be sitting up acting the pussy but lying down helped for sure. My arm is really swollen at present so it is really hard to get a decent photo of it. And they really don�t do it justice anyway. These blurry in the shop photos will have to do for now. Adam has been working crazy ass hours so I haven�t been able to get a better one and now it is starting to dry out and will look gross for a few days.
