I'm starting to feel like i should be posting this on the shop blog, cause it's all about the shop and tattoos...
Oh, the conflicts of having multiple blogs!
Whatever, it stays here.
Today is Youngs birthday and we'd arranged for some special birthday tattooing.
She's pretty good at the baking stuff, but since it was her day off, i was in charge of the cake.
Not baking it of course, that's not really my thing.
Instead i went by the French patisserie here on Vesterbro (which is probably my new favorite place in Copenhagen, so charming!) and picked up some delicious cake.
I also went by the post office to pick up an etsy package, but i haven't been able to try on my purchase yet, for reasons that'll be explained later.
The pastry chef spoke Danish with the most amazing French accent ever, and wrapped my cake in this cute little box
The cake was like little pieces of heaven, cut it into smaller pieces so we could all try a little bit of everything
After the sweet unicorn action it was (shudder!) my turn.
At at least this session didn't last five and a half hours like the previous one, but that's the only good thing i have to say about it.
He re-did the skull and the one poppy we did last time (thanks a bunch!) so it still took a while and i was just not in the zone.
At one point i was even thinking "i'm never ever getting tattooed again", and that's actually the first time that's ever happened to me.
Eventually i'll forget.
It still needs a few more details, according to Allan, but i wasn't letting him anywhere near a liner today
So, the bloodyness is the reason i won't be trying out my new etsy purchase until tomorrow.
It's wrapped now, but it's still unbelievable gross.
Actually, it's so gross that i'm gonna go change the plastic right now.