....and other girls get inked. In order to survive my blue state of mind and self-medicate, Moxie Lady impulsively got tattooed yesterday at Voodoo Monkey, Cleveland's first tat parlour. I went in on Tuesday with the "itch" and saw a fabu tat that required more hours than the artist, John, had. So we made an appointment for Wednesday evening and now my arm is literally swollen with pride. John and I spent about two hours chatting about Cleveland, family, work, and the like (He's great and I would recommend him to anyone.). Mademoiselle Kitty and her homme stopped by for a visit to help pass the time. Later, I was taken home by God's Other Son like a patient who was recovering from surgery.
So when you see Moxie, check out the new tat (up to 5 with plenty to go). When I have time, will post a pic for my outta state fans. Depending how long this depression lasts, I may end up looking like this.
Small shout out to 3T for suggesting an idea for my next tattoo. England Prevails.
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