I’ve been away for which seems like ages and now I have this backlog of blog posts to submit… or at least that’s what I was thinking. But today I thought sod it, delete the lot – if not’s fresh, it’s not part of the story, then it doesn’t make it – no exceptions. So here we are, and somehow faced with a mountain of discussions about Tattoo’s, Trash Stamps, Farmers Marks… with little personal exception.
But they say between David Beckham, Megan Fox and Rihanna the rise of the trash stamp has never been bigger – Rihanna with that peach on her neck that now gets covered in makeup concealer because she regrets it so much, Megan because she has to stick it to the man – I’m betting the acting jobs she’s getting have to reduce her pay packet for an investment in cgi coverup or makeup concealer as for David… maybe he feels it’ll make him seem like a regular bloke.
Ok, so maybe I’m not a fan – but then again I’ve been there. Mine was an exorcism of kinds – a sort of “lest we forget” for countless reasons – have I regretted it since, have I wanted more? – YES on both counts. What now – less colour blocking and more prints based on tattoos… surely not again.
