Post by Deleted on Jun 28, 2019 12:55:10 GMT -5
Don't you dare surrender
your perfect imperfection
There was something about getting inked that was probably one of her favorite things in the world and there was nothing like it to her. Nothing like the pain and the thrill, and the beauty that became reflected on to her body. She wanted nothing more than to be the work of art that she felt like she was on the inside. and honestly, having her kids name on her skin was the one thing that she didn't have yet. So here she was, sitting in the shop waiting for her turn. Amelie was with her Nanny for the rest of the day while Romilda took care of adult things and did the shopping that they needed. She usually took the child with her, but today she was coming here and the last thing anyone wanted was a child running amok about the shop.
She tucked some of her long hair behind her shoulder and looked through the magazine in her hands. Her cousins seemed to be having fun and making a name for themselves and Romilda remembered with fondness when she had been starting out and was a fool. It was what had to lead her here, thanks to Brian and school. Van and Tib were no longer a band and from what Van had told her they would become a duo. Which she thought was better for the two of them. Things would not change so much. Tib's sound would not vary based on who was with him now.
She was called as being next and sat in the chair, waiting for the artist to come and join her before pulling the sketch out of her bag and waiting. She was so excited and glad that she had remembered to shave her legs beforehand. Looking up as the artist sat down she smiled and held out her hand. "Hi, I'm Romilda."
She tucked some of her long hair behind her shoulder and looked through the magazine in her hands. Her cousins seemed to be having fun and making a name for themselves and Romilda remembered with fondness when she had been starting out and was a fool. It was what had to lead her here, thanks to Brian and school. Van and Tib were no longer a band and from what Van had told her they would become a duo. Which she thought was better for the two of them. Things would not change so much. Tib's sound would not vary based on who was with him now.
She was called as being next and sat in the chair, waiting for the artist to come and join her before pulling the sketch out of her bag and waiting. She was so excited and glad that she had remembered to shave her legs beforehand. Looking up as the artist sat down she smiled and held out her hand. "Hi, I'm Romilda."