There's still not even a little dot of ink on me. Not a one. After all of my incessant babbling blogging on the subject, I'm completely tattoo-less. I should have made that my 2012 New Year's resolution. To get tatted-up. Heaven knows I've got enough inspiration saved up for one (or two or three) permanent marks. But to try and make up for it in the meantime, while my skin is still tat-free, I should just get me a pair of these birdie brooches (yes, I'm talking about brooches. Again. Still.) and wear 'em up by my collarbone so every time I look in the mirror, I'll be reminded of how much I still wish they were forever inked on instead of pinned on.
Photo Source: The Doll City Rocker
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